Chapter 210 Devouring
Yang Mei, hidden in the shadows, hesitated for a moment, then sized up Chang Hao, paying particular attention to Chang Hao's powerful primordial spirit, where his Primordial Purple Qi was hidden.
With a fierce demonic aura emanating from his brows and eyes filled with longing, he seemed eager to devour this primordial spirit; it must be delicious.
"You..." Chang Hao thought for a moment, he seemed to have seen this person before, "Did Luo Hou send you?"
Chang Hao didn't even need to investigate the demonic aura emanating from this person; he just wanted to wash it away with fire.
"You haven't forgotten me, have you? I am Yang Mei," Yang Mei's face twisted slightly, "but I have never forgotten you, not even for a moment. Return my Primordial Purple Qi!!!"
A vast expanse of willow branches appeared out of nowhere, each leaf transforming into a deadly flying dagger, forming a series of interconnected formations, determined to trap Chang Hao inside and tear him to pieces.
Chang Hao set the fire directly, and before the shards of the willow leaf blade could even get close to him, they were reduced to ashes.
Chang Hao pretended to be calm, but he was actually a little anxious. The only one who would ask him to return the Primordial Purple Qi was the innate demon god of Chaos who almost escaped from the Heaven-Opening Axe. Things were getting complicated.
It's not that he can't beat Yang Mei, but rather that he's cornered by Yang Mei, and dealing with this guy will take time, right? And what if Di Jun happens to be at war with the Witch Clan... and there's also the unpredictable Ping Xin in the Netherworld...
Chang Hao felt a chill run down his spine. He drew his Cangmin Sword, and countless sword energies carrying the true fire of the sun cut down countless willow branches. The sword light did not stop for a moment and went straight for Yang Mei's body. He wanted to finish the battle quickly!
Countless willow branches blocked his path, but Chang Hao chopped them down one by one. Seeing the branches fall to the ground, they did not return to their original forms, but instead burst into flames, burning not only the willow branches that had raised their eyebrows, but also the entangled demonic energy...
The moment one or two inconspicuous willow branches ignited the true fire of the sun, they vanished without a trace, and a willow branch appeared out of thin air in the hand of Rahu, far away in the demon realm.
“Good, let’s do it this way. Cut Yangmei to pieces and save me the trouble.” Luo Hou laughed heartily, casually spreading demonic energy across the entire emerald green willow branch. In an instant, the willow branch turned blackish-green.
Unaware that his true form had been gradually stolen, Yangmei raised his hands, and the burning willow branches vanished into thin air.
Although Chang Hao did not know what Yang Mei's innate supernatural power was, he instinctively left his original spot. Countless burning willow branches appeared where Chang Hao had been, colliding with the light law left behind by Chang Hao, and all the willow branches turned to ashes.
"Spatial Laws..." Yang Mei's spatial laws were able to bypass the defenses of the World-Destroying Black Lotus and directly enter his body. Chang Hao's expression was grim. This was a powerful enemy who could take his life.
In just a few breaths, the two exchanged no less than a hundred blows.
Yang Mei struggled more and more as he fought, and when he tried to retrieve the willow branches again, he found that only a fraction of them remained. A sudden thought struck him, and his hazy mind cleared for a moment...
What evil spirit has possessed him to dare challenge the Primordial Demon God of the Law of Light to a one-on-one duel? He was no match for this man before, and even now, having recovered from his injuries, he is still no match for him...
Yang Mei wanted to slip away, but Luo Hou, who was waiting to receive his body, wouldn't let Yang Mei escape at the last minute. Yang Mei's mind cleared for a moment, then fell into chaos again. That was the Primordial Purple Qi...
Yang Mei was unwilling to accept this; their strengths were roughly equal... What was there to be afraid of? He used his innate divine power to devour the other's primordial spirit...
Rahu directly manipulated the demonic energy to attack himself, unleashing a devouring attack that relentlessly targeted the locked-on target.
Jin Guang, it's no use hiding anywhere. Just obediently die together with Yang Mei. I will take good care of your body.
The surroundings were silent, without wind or waves. Chang Hao felt a chill in his heart as he searched for the elusive Yang Mei. He refused to believe that Yang Mei had escaped and was definitely hiding somewhere, waiting to deliver a fatal blow.
Dark clouds pressed down from the sky, plunging the world into darkness. An overwhelming pressure descended from the heavens. Just as feared, the war between the Lich King and the Demon King had begun.
"Oh no..." Xiao Shi, disguised as a golden hairpin, looked up and became restless.
The moment Chang Hao's mind was drawn in, Yang Mei was manipulated by Luo Hou to gamble with his life to devour Chang Hao's entire primordial spirit.
With darkness before his eyes, Chang Hao knew he was in trouble. He knew nothing about the innate divine powers of the innate demon god... With Rahu's blessing, the power of devouring was everywhere, and there was nowhere to escape.
Despite the impending death, Chang Hao remained calm and clear-headed, declaring with a do-or-die spirit, "Little Ten, reverse the universe..." Even if it failed, the curse on the surface of his primordial spirit would still make Yang Mei suffer greatly.
This was a method Chang Hao had once considered to break the curse. Xiao Shi and he were originally one person, but Chang Hao did not want to use it on himself and sacrifice his primordial spirit unless absolutely necessary. Now, he was forced to use it.
"I will take your place with my soul..." Xiao Shi directly unleashed his innate divine power. The two of them had the same primordial spirit, which was the bloodline technique of taking the blame for each other in the Golden Crow bloodline. He directly replaced the original primordial spirit, and Xiao Shi voluntarily took Chang Hao's original position.
Yang Mei swallowed Xiao Shi's primordial spirit, but before he could feel smug, Yang Mei spat out a mouthful of blood.
Chang Hao returned to his body, thinking of Xiao Shi who had been swallowed by Yang Mei, and felt a piercing pain in his heart. Without thinking, he imitated Yang Mei, "Devour..."
Yang Mei's primordial spirit was rapidly dissolving and digesting the power of the curse. In just a few breaths, half of Yang Mei's primordial spirit power was consumed, leaving his original power completely depleted.
Chang Hao's half-baked devouring technique resulted in Yang Mei's primordial spirit being directly swallowed by Chang Hao, becoming nourishment for Chang Hao's primordial spirit. Even Xiao Shi, who had been saved by the curse, benefited from the misfortune and returned to his original form...
Chang Hao knelt on the ground, his head in his hands. The unbearable memories of his time as Lu Ya filled his mind. He was hunted down and coveted. He hid near Kunlun Mountain and was able to catch his breath. He called himself Kunlun Sanren. He was abandoned by fate and had no way out. He had experienced many vicissitudes. Now he had finally woken up from his dream. Heaven had not abandoned him.
"Goddess Nuwa..." Chang Hao's blood-stained lips moved, "Goddess Nuwa did not appear..."
Chang Hao rushed towards the battlefield. In the previous cycle, Nuwa was trapped in the Nuwa Palace. Chang Hao dared not gamble that Nuwa would be able to appear smoothly this time... Faster, faster...
“What is that…” Luo Hou, far away in the Demon Realm, spat out a mouthful of blood, “A curse…”
"I actually broke my own curse..." Luo Hou was stunned. When did he place the curse on Chang Hao? How come he didn't know? Wasn't it unsuccessful?
Luo Hou closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and at the same time grabbed Yang Mei's body to analyze the curse that they had digested.
"The Immortal Execution Sword..." Luo Hou belatedly realized that this was the curse he had once placed on the Immortal Execution Sword... but he didn't know why it had ended up on Chang Hao.
Half of it seems to be Tongtian's method... Luo Hou narrowed his eyes. He had just been entangled with that little Tongtian a while ago... the curse was still clearly there...
"So, it was the previous cycle of reincarnation..." Rahu smiled, now fully understanding. "Good luck, Golden Light... oh no, Golden Crow... but it's probably too late..."
"Oh no!!! Haotian is dead!!!" Deep within the chaos, the Heavenly Dao was in disarray and chaos. The Heavenly Emperor he had prepared as a backup was gone! The Heavenly Emperor on whom he had placed so much hope...
"Who did this?!?" Hongjun roared in fury. "No one, no one..."
Hongjun had no interest in the Lich Wars, and was searching the entire prehistoric world for 'Haotian'...
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