Chapter 580 Plague God Seal
Zhang Yang's preaching was obviously a huge success. No one from top to bottom dared to take it lightly. It was really that the huge worldview of structure - sequence - dimension - plane (heaven and earth) - universe - world - living things was so shocking and had a huge impact on everyone.
It was under such circumstances that Zhang Yang devoutly activated the memory orb that 05 had bought at the cost of his life.
This memory orb should have been made using some kind of divine seal, so it does not contain the memory of No. 05 from the very beginning of its infiltration, but rather it started from when No. 05 practiced hard, overcame the heavenly tribulation, and possessed six arms.
The images in memory are extremely trivial, because they are remembered 24 hours a day, day and night, even when sleeping, eating, and going to the toilet are not spared, especially the most important spiritual practice.
This detailed record may seem quite boring at first glance, but everyone present was watching it intently, because the achievements of the Sword Immortal Civilization were half based on the success of the Thousand-Handed People. However, since they learned it secretly, they only had a superficial understanding of many things. Even though they later captured some Thousand-Handed People, the information they obtained was really limited.
Nothing can compare to this immersive live broadcast.
Leaving aside the details of his daily life, we can see from the memory orb that 05 Xiaohao is very hardworking, so hardworking that even Zhang Yang himself was surprised, is this still me? Am I that hardworking?
The memory flowed silently, and then began to accelerate and interrupt. This was because No. 05 encountered a god-level master from the Thousand Hands race, or something else happened.
But even so, the disciples who watched benefited a lot.
Qu Shang, Tao Yao and other best disciples of the first, second and even third generations had already mastered the four divine seals, so the benefit was not that great.
The ones who benefited the most among them were the more than one million Mahayana sword practitioners who had transcended the tribulation, because according to past experience and various arguments, the best time to practice the Thousand Hands Divine Seal was after transcending the tribulation and ascending to heaven.
However, the Thousand-Handed Divine Seal's practice method, which was completely different from that of human beings, really made people suffer. It was just like Zhang Yang's hometown, where he suddenly came into contact with physics, chemistry and English in junior high school, which was really painful.
But with the many details in this memory orb, the Mahayana masters who have transcended the tribulation would occasionally say: Oh, (I see). Hmm, (It turns out to be like this). Oh, (It can also be like this). Ah, (It is misleading the students!)
To put it bluntly, after this observation, they will be able to master the four divine seals more smoothly in the future.
However, the level of the Mahayana Tribulation Transcendence was too low after all, and the time he had spent in contact with the four divine seals was not enough.
When I changed to the 36,000 Heavenly Dao Mahayana, the level of comprehension was even higher, almost like seeing the high school textbooks again after being reborn. That feeling was like the erasers of the seniors, erasing our youth.
Soon, the images in the memory orb accelerated, because 05's strength and status began to rise, and the only thing that appeared in the memory was his practice and understanding of various magic seals and divine seals.
Until 05 had twelve arms, he was already considered a high-level figure among the Thousand-Hands race. He was able to master more than a dozen different divine seals. Perhaps because he was too outstanding, 05 was selected into an unknown Thousand-Hands organization.
The picture was interrupted for a moment, and when it reappeared, No. 05 was demonstrating a completely new divine seal, which was extremely complex, even surpassing any known Thousand-Handed Divine Seal.
At this moment, millions of people stared with their eyes wide open, not missing even the slightest detail, and the memory orb that had been showing the image for three full years without any change suddenly made a crackling sound. There was no doubt that this was something that had touched the level of the ancient gods.
Without saying a word, Zhang Yang flew out the seventy-two black and white chess pieces that he had prepared long ago, temporarily stabilizing the memory orb.
It took 05 Xiaohao fifteen minutes to demonstrate the new divine seal, and then he immediately began to repeat it again, and the speed was increasing. This time it took ten minutes. At this time, strange lightning flashed in the memory orb. At the same time, the scene behind 05 Xiaohao seemed to be distorted, as if some unknown existence was roaring and trying to rush out.
Zhang Yang was already sweating profusely. The seventy-two black and white chess pieces were being destroyed at a rate of one per minute. This was a counterattack from the Thousand-Handed Human Race. This might be an ancient god at the level of a Pig Thigh!
Zhang Yang was still holding on. Snap! A huge crack appeared in the memory orb. The image of the 05 trumpet demonstrating the divine seal became slightly blurred. Behind him, a strange arm was slowly reaching out. This could really be used to directly descend into their Sword Immortal plane through this image.
Although they are not as terrifying as the indescribable creatures, these ancient gods at the level of a pig's thigh are no different to them.
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and waited for another minute until Trumpet 05 finished demonstrating the divine seal for the third time. Then he roared and annihilated the memory orb along with the remaining black and white chess pieces at the same time! In order to destroy all clues, Zhang Yang would do anything to do so.
After doing all this, he seemed to be exhausted, because he was facing the pressure of an ancient god at the level of a pig thigh. If it were not for his true spirit having been blunted long ago and he was supported by chaos - the ancient law of black and white, he would be really finished, and his world of sword immortal would be completely over.
And this is the price of being a thief.
At this moment, no one cared about Zhang Yang. Everyone, including his little cousin Mu Shaoan, was desperately trying to comprehend and memorize the mysterious divine seal. Everyone knew that if they could remember even a small part of it, they would have mastered this ancient god-level divine seal! "Puff!"
There were Mahayana practitioners who were transcending tribulations and vomiting blood and falling into coma, and there were Mahayana practitioners who were on the way to heaven and vomiting blood and falling into coma.
There were even some Mahayana practitioners who vomited blood and fainted. Those who could hold on were still holding on, while those who could not were eliminated.
The power of this ancient god-level seal is so strong and so strange, but victory is already in our grasp.
Qu Shang suddenly made a move and carved out thirty-six divine seals in mid-air.
This seal is like being carved on the hardest stone. Even if it is incomplete, it has a mysterious power that can suppress space and time and make everything stand still.
"puff!"
Qu Shang spat out a mouthful of golden blood, without even looking at the seals, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the unconscious disciples present were taken away.
After a moment, Tao Yao raised his head, flew into the air, thought for a moment, and then continued with the thirty-six seals left by Qu Shang.
The two rounds of seals matched perfectly. Somehow, a strange power was gathering.
Afterwards, Tao Yao’s face turned pale for a few seconds and he turned around and left.
This seemed to have become a tacit understanding. Then Zhao Baiyi, Li Guohuai, Jiang Rong, Wu Jun, Li Si, Guan Shan, He Yimou and other eighteen demigods of the law stepped forward one after another, and each of them continued to add more than ten or just a few to the seal.
But as expected, the seals carved by each person exhausted their strength, just like their true spirits.
When they all left, the entire Tianjian Sect's mountain gate was shrouded in a mysterious aura, and the divine seal was only about two-thirds completed.
The ferocious seal turned into a half-finished twelve-head seal, which slowly rotated on its own. With each rotation, the charm of the place increased.
This charm has no effect on people, objects, or any living thing, whether it is negative or positive. It is as if it can merge with this world and is a part of it by nature.
"It really is worthy of being called the Plague-Suppressing Divine Seal, an ancient god-level divine seal!"
Zhang Yang, who has recovered, is filled with emotion in his heart, but he will not say these four words out loud, because it is very likely to be sensed by the leaders of the Thousand Hands Clan, so he has given this divine seal a new name.
"Plague God Seal!"
Now, it depends on whether we can completely carve out the seal of the God of Plague.
This seal is really powerful. It does not need to be used in battle like ordinary divine seals. It only needs to be engraved in advance and it will take effect automatically. It is so magical and great. The Thousand-Handed Human Race is so awesome!
Next, more and more Law Masters rose into the air to carve the Plague God Seal, but basically the strongest could only carve one, and it even took five or six people working together to carve one, and it consumed all their strength.
In the end, the three hundred great masters of the Laws could only carve out fifteen seals together. The gap between them and Qu Shang and others was evident.
Zhang Yang took the time to ask Qu Shang if he could continue to portray after she had recovered, and the answer made Zhang Yang very anxious.
"Master, this is the seal of the ancient gods. It is full of mysteries. If it cannot be completed within twelve hours, it will naturally dissipate between heaven and earth, and its effect will only be 10%. In addition, carving the seal consumes not only our strength, but also our lifespan. The thirty-six seals consumed my lifespan of 186,000 years. So even if I want to continue carving, I don't have the ability to do so because my lifespan is insufficient."
“As for why the Thousand-Handed Man in the Memory Orb can keep repeating, it’s because he is not really condensing this Ancient God Seal. This Ancient God Seal is indeed full of mysteries, but its real power lies here. Without enough price, enough determination, and enough courage, it is difficult to carve it out!”
After listening to Qu Shang's explanation of the whole cause and effect, Zhang Yang immediately stopped those Tiandao Mahayana practitioners who wanted to step forward to carve, because they did not have enough lifespan and would die immediately if they were forced to carve.
In fact, even if one is a great master of the law, the total life span is only 50,000 to 60,000 years. How can such a thing be forced? From this point of view, Qu Shang, Tao Yao, Zhao Baiyi, and He Yimou were really too loyal to carve all 36 seals, because this was equivalent to taking away more than half of their life span.
However, the Plague God Seal has not been completed yet!
"Cousin, let me do it. I know you, a poor student, definitely can't do it."
A smiling voice came from the transmitter, who else could it be but Mu Shaoan.
"But then again, you're doing pretty well. Your four disciples are amazing and powerful. Once the sword law breaks through 4.0, give them the status of law gods. As a human being, it's most important to be open and honest. By the way, the Ancient God Seal is still short of seventy-nine seals. Remember, you owe me this time. Nine out of eighteen!"
(End of this chapter)
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