Mythological origins

"Yes, I know." Zhao Zilin could not deny this fact and could only nod.

Then she felt her vision go dark and lost consciousness.

His eyes rolled white, as if he had lost his soul.

"I...I am a member of the Second Secret Operation Army of the Holy Terra Empire's Malinjoa Secret Operations. I am directly under the management of Brigadier General Hua Qing, the third adjutant under Speaker Kirkov..."

The hypnotized Zhao Zilin began to automatically recall the memory of devouring the remnant soul.

When the names Kirkov and Hua Qing were mentioned, Bai Mo's soul felt like an earthquake had occurred.

Regarding the true origin of Bai Mo, the earliest memory barrier full of darkness suddenly seemed to have two small holes drilled in the center of the soul.

Although the hole is very small, weak light can already pass through.

A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest.

With a starting point, more cracks began to spread outward with the small hole as the center, like a chain reaction. Hundreds of years of memory broke through the barrier like a torrent of light and rushed toward Bai Mo.

For true immortals, or to be more precise, ghost immortals, memory is power. Taking back all your knowledge and memory is equivalent to taking back all your power.

His power began to increase crazily, and soon completely exceeded the limits of Yuanyang Realm.

Clouds of heavenly calamity gathered layer after layer on Bai Mo's head, with lightning and thunder, as if endless calamity thunder would fall at any time.

It's a pity that even though the thunder was loud, it looked like it couldn't even strike down a bolt of lightning.

Or maybe it just didn't look like it was hacking, but in fact, it was annihilated in the endless craze of power just after leaving the robbery cloud.

As soon as the calamity thunder appeared, it was immediately suppressed in the swaddling clothes.

The world is roaring and shaking. The Yuanyang Realm is just a mortal realm. There is no place that can bear the arrival of an immortal with the size and personality of the world.

If a true immortal were to come to the mortal world in his true form, it would be like the bacteria in a person's stomach suddenly swelling into a Tyrannosaurus rex, which would only stretch the human body until it explodes.

…

"Tianji is disordered, what's going on?"

In the Palace of Yanghuo, Ji Xuande, a great monk who was proficient in divine arithmetic, suddenly discovered that all the heavenly secrets were in chaos, and nothing could be calculated in the future.

For him, a Tianji master, this was simply a catastrophic blow.

"Could it be that person..." His junior brother Wei Wuya also noticed something was wrong, and his first reaction was the mysterious monk who made him "defeat".

The Yuanyang Realm is just that big. After thousands of years, the monks of the Transformation God have basically understood it. If there is only one doubt, it may be the monk from the upper realm who mysteriously appears.

His own strength is extremely powerful, but his tactics are extremely strange, as if he doesn't know how to fight. He also gave himself a prophecy of the time and opportunity to ascend.

"It's very possible. You and I both know the old monsters in Yuanyang Realm, both overtly and covertly. They have absolutely no ability to shake the secret of heaven."

"Then we should now..."

"We can only wait and see what happens."

"..."

"Otherwise, now there is no way to use the Tianyan Divine Calculation. Last time, on a whim, I spent hundreds of years of accumulated calculations and another ten years of Yangshou to predict the chance of ascension. Only then did I figure out a machine in the west and send you Go west and look for opportunities.”

"..."

"Didn't you say that you calculated that there was a valuable treasure over there and asked me to take a look?!" Wei Wuya felt that he had been deceived.

Last time, his senior brother clearly told him that there was a treasure in the West and asked him to look for an opportunity, but in the end he was beaten all over.

If it weren't for the power of his own spiritual transformation, people might not be able to come back intact. "The secret of heaven must not be leaked..." At this time, Ji Xuande started to practice Tai Chi.

"Obviously I am the one who leaked the most..."

They are not the only ones who have similar feelings. The entire Yuanyang Realm's God-Transformation cultivators have noticed that a world-level great change is taking place.

It felt like the way of heaven was about to collapse.

…

"It's my turn."

At this time, Bai Mo's pupils became very abnormal. First, there was a transparent ring inside, and then there were three rings of white, black, and silver on the outside arranged in a square shape.

This is no longer double pupils, but four pupils.

Not long after, a black shadow flew out from his body and shot straight into the sky. The four pupils turned into three pupils, and the black ring in his eyes gradually faded and disappeared.

Then a silver shadow also flew out of Bai Mo's body and shot straight into the sky. The three pupils turned into double pupils, and the silver ring in his eyes gradually faded and disappeared.

Finally, there was a white shadow. It was not as relaxed as the first two shadows. It looked like it was extremely difficult to struggle out of Bai Mo. It immediately turned into a pool of liquid and blended into the ground, disappearing as if it had been absorbed. .

Bai Mo, who had lost these three shadows, quickly slipped down from the level of true immortal, all the way back to the level of transformed god. The calamity clouds in the sky also slowly dissipated as his cultivation level declined.

But Bai Mo's face showed unprecedented relief.

Bai Mo took one last deep look at Zhao Zilin and disappeared into Linzhou City.

…

"Hey, what happened? Why is there an extra sack?"

After time started flowing again, Zhao Zilin and Shui Jing looked at each other in confusion.

"Where's senior?" She vaguely remembered that the senior who saved her life seemed to have asked a question... and then nothing happened.

"There's something wrong. Why can't I remember it at all? What's the problem?!"

It was something that happened just now, but Zhao Zilin found that she didn't remember what happened at all.

She subconsciously touched her body everywhere, and it seemed that she didn't lose anything. Shui Jing next to her and Jin Guang who was peeping outside were stunned.

Originally, Jin Guang happened to pass by and saw that the two of them seemed to be chatting privately, so he hid outside to eavesdrop, but he accidentally noticed the scene of Bai Mo's arrival.

Unfortunately, he was also frozen like the other two, and had no idea what happened during the time when he lost his memory.

"Spirit stones, all of them!"

Zhao Zilin secretly took a look in the bag and was choked by the pure spiritual energy pouring out of the bag.

She had never seen a spirit stone that could emit spiritual energy on its own.

"It's definitely a high-end product... middle-grade, maybe it's a high-grade spirit stone!"

If this sack is full of high-grade spirit stones, then the value is hard to say.

The matter is of great importance. If she hadn't been unable to get rid of this Master Shui Jing for a while, she would have wanted to kill him first.

If one more person knows about it, one more person will have to share the spoils. A sack of top-grade spirit stones is full of dozens of them.

According to what she read in the Encyclopedia of Immortal Cultivation, one top-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and there is basically no market for them. This sack of top-grade spirit stones is worth hundreds of thousands of ordinary spirit stones...