3499: C3499 Primordial Mental Demon

C3499 Primordial Mental Demon

The 18th floor of the Heavenly Tomb. Each level contained a shocking secret. On the way to the depths, Saint explained to Yang Ping why he didn't need to go through any ordinary channels to come here. He looked at the golden gate. There was an unknown world behind this place. As long as one could communicate with the place one wanted, one could use the golden door to reach their destination.

Under the golden gate.

Saint looked at Yang Ping in horror, afraid that he would be slapped to death. After achieving his goal, would Yang Ping keep his promise and let him go?

"This is the shortcut."

Saint swallowed his saliva and said bitterly, "Can I go now?"

The Heavenly Tomb continued to collapse, but the signs of collapse became less and less obvious. Instead, it became more and more stable. There was a force constantly stabilizing the space. If he guessed correctly, Du Wangzuo and the other thrones were consolidating the level of space in the Heavenly Tomb.

Yang Ping ignored Saint and walked to the door. He closed his eyes and began to explore Zhu Xi's aura.

Yang Ping was very familiar with Zhu Xi's soul aura.

Soon, Yang Ping's mind entered a mysterious space through the golden door. It was absolute darkness. His spiritual sense was like a tentacle. It spread continuously along the route provided by the golden door and finally arrived at an incomparably dark space.

He had come here once.

That was why he was extremely shocked.

The Cage of Darkness.

One black cage after another sealed one's soul. If Du Wangzuo hadn't saved him in time, he might have been controlled by the heavenly king in the dark space. The current him still didn't have enough confidence to fight against a heavenly king, even if the heavenly king was sealed.

It was hard to imagine that there was actually a heavenly king in the world who was imprisoned. Yang Ping couldn't understand how powerful the person who could trap the heavenly king was. Perhaps he was above the Heavenly King, or perhaps he was the legendary Heavenly Emperor?

Dao Zun had said that the Heavenly Tomb was once the divine weapon of the heavenly kings. After the fall of the heavenly kings, the Heavenly Tomb became an ownerless Divine Instrument. Whoever obtained the Heavenly Tomb would be able to unify the world and become the supreme heavenly kings.

Saint saw that Yang Ping didn't answer and had entered a strange state. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. He thought that he might lose the ability to defend against the portal now. If he attacked now, it was very likely that he would be killed.

Yang Ping didn't seem to sense Saint's killing intent. He kept searching for Zhu Xi's Qi in the darkness.

He had searched for a long time and almost searched the entire outer perimeter of the Cage of Darkness, but he still didn't find Zhu Xi's soul Qi. He could only continue forward. Du Wangzuo had warned him not to go deeper without Heavenly Essence Stage. Yang Ping was taking a risk, but he didn't hesitate at all.

Taking advantage of the reformation of the Heavenly Tomb, Yang Ping must seize this opportunity.

As he went deeper into the Dark Cage World, he finally saw a familiar soul aura coming from the core. Yang Ping was overjoyed. He finally found Zhu Xi, so he sneaked in quietly.

This was where the imprisoned heavenly king was located. Fortunately, the other party did not notice him.

They gradually approached the core.

Yang Ping immediately felt a pure source of darkness. At the core of the source, a beautiful figure was sleeping. The core was a small ball about the size of a basketball court. The beautiful figure was sleeping soundly.

"Zhu Xi."

Yang Ping tried to call her but there was no response. He directly landed in the core and walked to Zhu Xi's side. He wanted to reach out and pick her up, but the moment he touched her, Zhu Xi's figure disappeared and turned into the strongest dark energy.

"You are finally here."

A cold and emotionless voice sounded in the void. Yang Ping was shocked. He quickly looked up and saw a figure covered in a black robe floating in the air, only revealing a pair of dark pupils.

Heavenly King!

Yang Ping did not even need to think to know that the black robe in front of him was the imprisoned Heavenly King. It was funny that he naively thought that after his strength increased, he could escape the Heavenly King's eyes and ears. He did not expect that he would be discovered in the end.

He thought of escaping.

But the Void Imprisonment.

There was no door to heaven.

The rules here were countless times more terrifying than the fifth level. Even after comprehending many of the Heavenly Tomb's abilities, he still couldn't leave this place. Yang Ping didn't move. Instead, he waited for his opponent to make a move. However, his opponent did not make a move for a long time. Instead, he sized him up with interest.

"Lei Feng's test subject."

Primitive Heart Devil saw through Yang Ping's true nature with a glance and sighed. "He is just a failed test subject, but I can feel an aura that surpasses the source from your body. It seems like Lei Feng has placed all his bets on you."

Yang Ping was at a loss. He asked, "Who is Lei Feng?"

He did not know who Lei Feng was.

Primitive Heart Devil laughed. Say: "Interesting, really interesting. "You don't even know who Lei Feng is. It seemed like he was miserable enough. "I have fought with him for so many years. I have always been at a disadvantage. This time, I see hope of winning."

Yang Ping felt a chill down his spine. It was as if he had sensed the most terrifying thing from Primitive Heart Devil's laughter. It was not killing intent, nor foreseeing, but a kind of instinctive fear.

"This is a chance given to me by the Heavenly Dao!"

Primitive Heart Devil fell into deep thought and murmured. "This is my last chance. If I miss it, I will lose the chance to defeat Lei Feng forever. The Heavenly Dao knows how to scheme and knows I have no choice."

Yang Ping turned around and left.

However, as soon as he flew away, he immediately returned to his original position. Yang Ping tried again, but the result was the same. Only then did he truly understand how terrifying the Heavenly King was. Previously, when he encountered South Heavenly King and the other experts, the other party was merely a clone. However, he still possessed the ability to destroy the heavens and earth. The black robe in front of him was most likely the true form of a Heavenly King.

"You don't have to struggle anymore. If even you can escape from my domain, why should I fight Lei Feng? After so many years, in this world, those who have ventured deep into the core of my domain will still be able to escape. Countless dimensions. There were only a few of them. "Your name is Yang Ping, right?"

Primitive Heart Devil asked.

Yang Ping saw that he could not escape, so he asked. "Where's Zhu Xi?"

Primitive Heart Devil pointed at the void and a crystal coffin suddenly appeared. A girl was sleeping inside. It was Zhu Xi, whom Yang Ping had been searching for. She was shocked and wanted to rush forward to save her.

"Don't waste time."

Primitive Heart Devil waved his hand and lightly hit Yang Ping's body. No matter what kind of movement technique he used, he couldn't dodge the attack of the Heavenly King. With a muffled groan, all the energy in his body dissipated and fell to the ground, losing the strength to stand.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed.

A hill appeared. He wanted to escape from the void, but how could he escape from Primitive Heart Devil's palm? He said in surprise, "The totem of the Wujia Ridge actually appeared in your body. Interesting."

Then, he made another grabbing motion.

A golden light jumped out, wanting to pierce through the void and escape. However, Primitive Heart Devil lightly pointed and shattered the golden light. Then, he said, "Five Elements Divine Needles's clone, but it's still too weak."

Following that, Primitive Heart Devil grabbed something from Yang Ping's body. Those who knew, those who didn't know, couldn't escape from the control of the Heavenly King.

Yang Ping felt his heart ache when he saw something shattering and disappearing. At the same time, he finally had a real understanding of the Heavenly King's strength. The opponent was too terrifying, he couldn't fight back. After Primitive Heart Devil finished grabbing, he began to extract Yang Ping's bloodline.

It was a bone-piercing pain.

Yang Ping roared towards the sky. His expression was ferocious, but he could not stop Primitive Heart Devil from extracting the cocoon's bloodline. Different colored bloodlines were extracted. Primitive Heart Devil shook his head. His tone was full of disdain. "These mixed bloodlines will only stop you from advancing. Although your strength is not bad outside, it has come to an end. It is impossible for you to achieve the true Great Dao."

After Yang Ping's bloodline was extracted, he became a cripple. He laid on the ground and looked at Yang Ping angrily.

Primitive Heart Devil did not seem to see Yang Ping's anger. He said, "As expected of a useless thing. Forget it, I have no interest in you. Go to hell."

After saying that.

Primitive Heart Devil slapped Yang Ping.0

Puchi!

Yang Ping's body was torn to pieces, and he couldn't even retain his soul.

A genius of his generation had vanished into thin air.

The moment he died.

Zhu Xi, who was in the crystal coffin, suddenly opened her eyes.

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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