After Zhang Mu confirmed it, the two epoch tattoos in front of him slowly began to float from stillness, just like the drawing paper swaying in the wind.

The tattoo pattern gradually shrank as it got closer to Zhang Mu, and finally approached Zhang Mu's body with flames.

Looking at the vivid Buddha and Demon Pagoda in front of him, Zhang Mu actually felt a little nervous.

This tattoo was actually going to be branded on his body alive!

“Sizzle…Sizzle…”

Without giving Zhang Mu any chance to react, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest and back at the same time!

Zhang Mu stared ahead angrily. Although he tried hard not to make any sound, the cold sweat on his head showed how intense the pain was.

The energy from the Epoch Store slowly left a pattern on Zhang Mu's body. The energy slowly seeped into Zhang Mu's skin, from shallow to deep, and finally formed a complete pattern.

However, Zhang Mu's pain not only did not lessen, but became even worse!

What's going on!

This level of pain actually reached the critical point of what he could endure.

How come it hasn't ended yet!

Zhang Mu's eyes began to turn bloodshot. He half-knelt down and hammered the ground repeatedly, trying to distract himself from the pain, but to little avail. This pain came from his soul.

Cannot be transferred! Cannot be weakened!

No matter what method Zhang Mu used to relieve the pain, he ended in failure.

At this moment, the sound of Buddhist scriptures chanting rang in Zhang Mu's ears, as if trying to save him.

Zhang Mu felt that as he got closer to Fanyin, the pain in his body seemed to have been alleviated a lot, which was a great relief for him who was on the verge of pain.

As long as you put down your butcher knife, you can reach paradise.

This thought just appeared in Zhang Mu's mind, but it immediately made Zhang Mu sober up.

He forced a smile, his nails digging deep into the flesh of his palms, barely keeping him awake.

"Want to save me? Do you have that much ability?"

Suddenly, the Buddhist sound disappeared, and instead, an illusion appeared in front of Zhang Mu's eyes.

They are the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Ghost, the Black and White Impermanence, and they are the messengers who are here to take away his soul!

They were all equally tall and mighty. Zhang Mu felt like a helpless ghost under their gaze. He could only watch himself being dragged to purgatory, suffering countless punishments and never being able to be reborn!

But Zhang Mu had already survived the initial period of pain. For some reason, the pain he felt was exactly the limit of what he could bear. If it was any heavier, he would completely faint, but if it was any lighter, he would have a chance to catch his breath. The scale of the attack was just right.

But perhaps it didn't know that Zhang Mu had a strong ability to adapt. After enduring this period of time, he was completely sober. He watched everything coldly, looking at the ghost officials surrounding him with uncontrollable mockery in his eyes.

"An illusion? In fact, the pain ended when the branding was completed. What I feel now is all an illusion, right?"

The ghost in front of him tried to intimidate Zhang Mu, and his low voice sounded in Zhang Mu's ears.

"Little ghost, dare you wait in front of me

If you are disrespectful in front of me, surrender now, or I will send you to hell!"

Zhang Mu calmed down now. He had already called upon the power of the relic in his brain. He looked at the ghost messenger who was only as tall as his calf, stood up, and said fearlessly, "Whenever the ghost messenger recruits people, he must ask for the ghosts' opinions. If you want to take my soul away, take me away directly if you have the ability."

The tall and mighty ghost seemed to be angered by Zhang Mu, and pressed down towards Zhang Mu with a roar. However, there was only a hint of disdain in Zhang Mu's eyes.

Illusion? This kind of thing is what I left over from playing. If I hadn't had a preconceived notion, I would have thought that the pain of the branding tattoo had not ended yet.

But it doesn't matter. The stronger you are, the better the amplification effect on me will be. That's interesting.

Sure enough, when the ghost's huge palm touched Zhang Mu, it instantly disappeared into thin air.

Zhang Mu's eyes returned to the state of the Ji Yuan Store before, calm and peaceful, with only No. 37 looking at him quietly from a distance.

Zhang Mu looked down at his chest and was surprised to find that there was nothing on it!

The tattoo of Buddha, Demon and Pagoda seemed as if it was not branded at all.

However, Zhang Mu noticed something different inside his body. He discovered that some unknown energy appeared inside his body. He calmed down and used his mind to mobilize this energy and push it out of his body.

He guessed correctly. The Buddha and Demon Pagoda and the Forgotten River were both activated by these special energies. The tattoo patterns were just fixed energy circuits that stimulated the effects of these unknown energies.

Looking down again, a solemn and majestic pagoda appeared on Zhang Mu's chest, and Duwangchuan behind him also slowly emerged.

It seems that it really succeeded.

At this time, the mechanical list, which had been silent until then, spoke again.

"No. 001, congratulations on withstanding the test of the Epoch Tattoo." Zhang Mu rolled his eyes and said, "Wasn't it agreed to be a reward? How did it become a test? Are you going to give me the reward if I can't pass it?"

The mechanical list patiently explained, "There is no other way. The mark of the Epoch Tattoo also requires the user to be able to withstand it. It is not given for no reason. If it fails, a lower-level tattoo pattern will be selected for you until the user can withstand it. However, the effectiveness will decrease accordingly."

"Please select the awakening ability you want to increase. I will adjust it for you. Once it is bound, it cannot be changed. Please choose carefully."

Zhang Mu answered without hesitation, "Illusion, strengthen my third-level illusion!"

Under the control of the Epoch Store, the energy in Zhang Mu's body began to communicate with the relics in his brain, forming a specific circuit.

The pagoda on Zhang Mu’s chest began to come alive, and the Buddha and demon bodies carved on it gradually emerged clearly.

Buddha has a solemn face.

Demon, a ferocious and evil being.

boom!

After receiving the energy blessing from the Epoch Store, the relics in Zhang Mu's brain began to glow with a strange light, and even Zhang Mu's spiritual sea expanded by double.

Full of mental power, and most importantly, his relics are undergoing a transformation!

It really is the power of the fourth level. After Zhang Mu felt this familiar breath, his heart couldn't stop trembling.

His awakening ability was actually amplified to the power of the early fourth stage. Zhang Mu once again sighed at the strength of the Epoch Store.

As for the Duwangchuan behind him, Zhang Mu still hasn't noticed what changes it has made to him. He will only know when he uses its ability.

At this time, No. 37 on the side finally spoke up.

"Your Epoch rewards have been distributed. Do you need me to take you to the Epoch Battlefield?"

Zhang Mu took out a piece of intact clothing from the Jiyuan merchant's ring and put it on.

Although he was somewhat puzzled by No. 37's urging him to enter the Epoch Battlefield, Zhang Mu was also anxious, so he agreed directly.

"Okay, just send me in."

No. 37 didn't say anything more. He just stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Mu into a black hole.

The feeling was exactly the same as entering the epoch battlefield in later generations, and Zhang Mu fainted directly.

After Zhang Mu left, No. 37 suddenly knelt down, gasping for breath.

He completely lost his usual elegance. He looked up at the empty air and said, "Lord, please give me an explanation. I am the person in charge of the Epoch Caravan in this experimental field. You cannot attack me, and you are controlling me in the Epoch Store. This is a provocation to the Epoch Caravan!"

It turns out that number 37 was actually being manipulated by someone!

At this moment, a black shadow slowly appeared in that empty place, and an indifferent voice was heard.

"The Jiyuan Caravan and my tribe have a cooperative relationship. It is indeed against the rules to attack you, but you almost ruined my good deeds just now. This time I will only punish you slightly."

The shadow never showed up, and No. 37's face was filled with uncontrollable anger. He took a deep breath, stood up straight and said, "You want to attack Zhang Mu?

He is now a senior agent merchant of my Era Caravan and one of our pre-selected candidates. You cannot attack him. This is the established rule!"

"I have my reasons. I changed the rules, and it's not your business. I advise you not to do anything tricky, otherwise the Epoch Caravan won't be able to protect you."

The shadow's voice was so calm that it made No. 37's anger reach its peak.

Number 37's voice was trembling.

"Although you are the master, I will report your violation of the rules to the Epoch Caravan."

boom!

A strange energy pressed down towards No. 37, and directly pressed No. 37, who had just stood up, to his knees on the ground again!

If Zhang Mu were here, he would not believe that the strongest person he knew, No. 37, would be forced to kneel on the ground.

He was actually suppressed like this in his own territory.

Humiliation! Such a great humiliation!

But now No. 37 was completely powerless to resist. He could only stare at the figure in the air, unable to speak.

"Recognize your own strength and status. If you dare to meddle in other people's business again, I don't mind notifying the Epoch Caravan and having you dealt with internally."

After saying this, the black shadow disappeared into the Epoch Store.

In the quiet Jiyuan store, only the exhausted No. 37 was left kneeling there, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)