Not long after, a circular hole, about the height of a person, was cut into the gate, and a round piece of refined gold fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Because it was cut by a laser eye, the cut was extremely smooth, without the slightest scratch.
Inside the treasure vault were numerous mahogany boxes, with a huge table in the center. On the table were many memorial tablets, and there was incense burning underneath. It seemed to be the ancestral tablets of Longhu Mountain.
Xu Le opened the box and found it mostly contained secret manuals and precious medicinal herbs. It even contained the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Technique from Longhu Mountain, which was quite an unexpected surprise.
At this moment, Xu Le saw a wooden box. A wooden box made of unknown material was placed at the highest position in the ancestral tablet, standing alongside the founding ancestor.
Xu Le reached out and grabbed the wooden box. As soon as he held it, he felt a surge of vitality, but it vanished in an instant.
This piqued his interest even more. Xu Le opened the wooden box, and on the red cloth inside lay a dried black seed. He could no longer sense the powerful vitality it once possessed; it was like an ordinary seed that had already died.
There was something written in ancient script on the red cloth in the box. Xu Le took out the red cloth, spread it out on the table, and read it.
It turns out that the patriarch of Longhu Mountain discovered this seed in ancient ruins, where it was guarded by a ferocious giant bird. In his attempt to seize the seed, the patriarch was severely injured, which greatly shortened his lifespan. However, after retrieving the seed, he discovered no extraordinary phenomena, so he passed it down, hoping that future generations would discover its wonders.
Xu Le, however, became interested. He waved his sleeve, opened the door to his inner world, and took everything inside.
He was about to examine the seed with the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao when, just as he entered the inner world, the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao sent him a longing message, which was for the seed in his hand.
Xu Le's curiosity grew, so he tossed the seed into the air and said casually, "Take it!"
The seed was lifted by an invisible force and flew to the center of the twelve celestial pillars. At the center of the pillars was a huge open space. The seed disappeared into the earth, and the twelve celestial pillars burst forth with divine light, pouring into the land where the seed was.
A huge crack appeared in the sky, and a massive white sphere of light pierced through the crack, casting a beam of white light that merged with the seed.
Click click click click!
The earth began to tremble incessantly, with the central land trembling the most violently. Countless pebbles bounced around. After about half a day, a tender green leaf popped its head out of the soil, looking around human-like, as if to confirm whether it was safe.
At this moment, the consciousness of Heaven sent a message to Xu Le, instructing him to imprint his divine sense onto this leaf.
The Heavenly Dao consciousness has now become Xu Le's subconscious, essentially his alter ego, so Xu Le believes that the Heavenly Dao consciousness will not harm him.
Xu Le stepped forward, and Ye Zi began to tremble unnaturally, as if she was afraid. He gently began to soothe her, and after a moment, Ye Zi gave up resisting. Xu Le successfully branded her.
The moment Xu Le was branded, the world seemed to undergo a wondrous transformation. It seemed to be full of vitality and change, and all kinds of birds, beasts, insects, and fish came out, making all sorts of strange sounds. Although we couldn't understand them, we could clearly feel the joy in them.
It wasn't just the world inside that changed; the boundary membrane outside the world became rounded and smooth, absorbing void free energy three times faster than before.
The leaves began to sway joyfully, and the trembling of the earth did not stop. Where the leaves had been, a slender tree trunk emerged from the soil and grew to a full meter tall before stopping. Two emerald green leaves grew at the top of the branches, emitting a faint light green fluorescence, slowly changing the world.
Now, Xu Le has also learned the true identity of this plant from the Gate of All Realms; it turns out to be the legendary...
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Chapter 117: Sacrifice (Handsome guys, vote now!)
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In a remote village far from Longhu Mountain, most of the houses are thatched huts, with only a few brick and tile houses. On the road, you can only see livestock walking around, but you can't see any people. Even in the fields, you can't see anyone working. It's eerily quiet.
Liu Yanyan led the highly poisonous frogman and several zombies to the house where the village chief used to live.
Opening the door, an oil lamp was lit inside. Due to the inconvenient transportation and the lack of electricity in the village, the villagers rarely communicated with the outside world. They would only spend several hours walking to the town to buy supplies.
Therefore, once something happens in the village, because there is no real-time exchange of information, the outside world cannot detect the abnormality of the village in a short period of time. That is why Liu Yanyan chose this village as her base and also used it to store Xu Le's body.
After all, there was a high probability that her plan would fail, so she also made arrangements for what to do with Xu Le. If she died, the zombies would detonate the bombs and bury Xu Le's body underground.
Inside the room, a large number of rotting corpses were scattered haphazardly on the floor, filling the air with a nauseating stench of decay. Flies and maggots crawled all over the bodies, a sight that would disgust anyone. But Liu Yanyan's expression remained unchanged. She merely frowned slightly and calmly stepped over the corpses.
Inside the house was a cellar, originally used by the old village chief to hide from the war or store things. However, Liu Yanyan discovered this cellar after massacring the village with zombies, so…
Opening the cellar, she found it pitch black below, like a bottomless abyss that swallowed everything. Liu Yanyan picked up a candle from the side, lit it, and carefully walked down.
The cellar was rather simple, just painted white, and the air was rather damp and stuffy, but that was normal, since a cellar was meant for refuge, not for enjoyment.
A pile of dry straw was laid on the ground, and on top of the straw was a purplish-red coffin. Liu Yanyan walked over and pushed open the coffin lid. Xu Le lay quietly inside, his face pale and without any breath. Although he had been dead for a long time, there were no signs of lividity on his face, and his skin was still elastic. If Liu Yanyan hadn't already known that he was dead, she would have thought that Xu Le was just sleeping.
Liu Yanyan reached out and gently stroked it, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world. At that moment, tears streamed down Liu Yanyan's face.
"I succeeded! I can finally bring you back to life!"
Liu Yanyan's eyes were slightly red. Although she tried desperately to wipe away her tears, she couldn't stop them because the experience she had gone through recently was really too painful.
"Ah Le, I'm so dirty now." Liu Yanyan forced a smile, but she was already crying her eyes out. "I killed so many people, old people and children. They begged me desperately, and I softened, but I didn't let them go. Now I love washing my hands the most because they are covered in blood. Even after washing them dozens of times, there is still a thick smell of congealed blood. It smells so bad."
Liu Yanyan brushed her hair aside, leaned down and kissed Xu Le's forehead. Her eyes were gentle as she looked at Xu Le, who remained motionless and cold-blooded. She continued, "I'm afraid to sleep every night now. I dream about them every time I try to sleep. I often see them crawling desperately toward me, trying to drag me into hell. I know I'm unforgivable, but I can't die now!"
At this point, Liu Yanyan's tears stopped flowing, and a smile appeared on her lips, as innocent as when they first met. Liu Yanyan called out to the outside, "Bring the things in!"
Knock knock knock!
With heavy footsteps, a tall, muscular zombie carried Zhang Zhiwei's corpse in. Zhang Zhiwei was, after all, a Taoist master. Although he had been dead for a long time, his body was still incorruptible and maintained a state as if he were alive.
Liu Yanyan took out the snakeskin belt containing many hearts and placed it aside. Then, she took out the Soul Pearl from her bosom and placed it on Xu Le's forehead.
Liu Yan placed her slender, white fingers to her lips and bit down hard. Blood flowed from the wound. Then, based on the evil magic recorded in the cult, Liu Yan began to inscribe the sacrificial needles.
The dimly lit cellar was illuminated only by the faint flame of a single candle. Liu Yanyan slowly inscribed the sacrificial array. Although she knew it by heart, she dared not slack off. If she made a mistake, all her efforts would be in vain. Most importantly, Xu Le could not be resurrected, and she would die with her eyes wide open in disbelief!
After about half a day, a complex and bizarre pattern was drawn on the room, resembling a huge, malevolent eye, or a scepter composed of countless symbols, with Xu Le's body at the center of the pattern.
Looking at the prepared formation, Liu Yanyan arranged the ninety-nine hearts according to the instructions in the evil book, then placed the Soul Pearl in the center of the pattern, which was also the center of the eye pattern. Zhang Zhiwei's body was also placed next to Xu Le.
After everything was ready, Liu Yanyan took a deep breath and her expression became solemn, after all, this time she was going to face an unprecedentedly terrifying existence.