1674: C1674 Beginnings

C1674 Beginnings

Although Xuan Hao had seen many great formations before, under the gaze of this ancient vicious beast, even though he was also a divine beast from the ancient times, Xuan Hao was still inexplicably suppressed by this person. That oppressive pressure actually caused Xuan Hao to tremble uncontrollably.

Zhong Ming didn't do it out of fear, but because such a ferocious pair of eyes was extremely obvious. The enmity was clearly visible, and the eyes that kept staring at him made people feel a little suffocated.

Right now, the space was extremely quiet. No matter what Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao did, the end result was that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

They landed on the ground and stared at the pair of golden eyes. When they slowly turned around like zombies, those eyes were still staring at him.

However, in the darkness, Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao's night vision ability was outstanding and it was impossible for them to see the whole situation in front of them with the help of the pair of golden eyes.

Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao were stunned for a long time. When Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao realized that something was wrong, the soles of their feet went numb. Opposite them, the slow eyes continued to stare unblinkingly at them. Zhong Ming was unable to accept this kind of passive yet stalemate situation. With the Divine Light of Protection increasing in intensity, he took a step forward and walked towards the seemingly huge Wai in front of him.

However, contrary to Xuan Hao's expectations, Zhong Ming did not encounter any obstacles along the way. There was not even the slightest bit of abnormality on the other side of the road.

Xuan Hao instantly felt that he had been cheated. Moreover, he was in such a cowardly state under Zhong Ming's gaze. It was fine that he cried, but he was still so cowardly. Now, all his face was gone.

He tilted his head and pulled at his bangs with his bare arm. He put his hand on his waist, feeling mad.

He turned around like a broken tin, snapped his fingers in the air, breaking the quiet of the space. At the same time, he produced a bunch of sparks, which he let float on his fingers. Then, with one hand on his waist and the other holding the spark, he walked to the opposite side of the space, shoulder to shoulder with Zhong Ming.

With the light from the fire, Zhong Ming could barely see the lion like Wa on the other side.

However, contrary to Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao's expectations, it wasn't as vicious as they thought, or as they'd heard, it had a golden body, a pair of golden eyes, and its body was covered with thick scales. Its four limbs were curled up below its belly, and it just laid there on the ground, but its huge head and body made that pair of golden eyes look as if they were looking down on a weak human being from a height of two meters above the ground.

Zhong Ming pushed Xuan Hao gently, telling him to walk around the statue. He wanted to see what kind of berserk beast this Wu was. However, Xuan Hao walked a little too slowly. Zhong Ming raised his head and saw the wall lamps in the space. He waved his hand and ignited all of them.

In a split-second, the entire space suddenly brightened. This time, Zhong Ming clearly saw the golden statue that blinded them. The carving on the statue was different from what Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao looked like on the black mountain, it wasn't as cute as it was before. The sharp teeth, the surrounding scales, and the sharp claws that couldn't even be hidden inside the stomach all showed just how strong the ancient beast was.

Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao carefully looked at the golden statue. It was unbelievably huge, and the drawing was vivid and even Zhong Ming was full of emotion. Zhong Ming had never seen such a statue. Even calling it a work of art was a waste of talent.

However, Zhong Ming also knew that he was here to find the exit. However, he was still a little hesitant. When would this level down, be the end? This time, how could he get out if he found the trap? Did he just throw them into the sky and throw them out? There was no door to this tower at all!

However, even though Zhong Ming was very conflicted, he remained calm and collected on the surface. He was calm and indifferent, aloof and reserved. They walked around in a circle, searching carefully along the only bit of space on the first floor, but they couldn't find any traps.

Zhong Ming stopped and turned around to look at the gigantic Wa.

His eyes were deep, dark, and deep, and he looked as if he were trying to devour someone else's abyssal black hole. At the beginning, Xuan Hao didn't feel anything was wrong, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was separated from Zhong Ming and quickly ran back to find him.

When Xuan Hao saw Zhong Ming directly staring at the huge monster at a close distance, he thought for a split-second: Could the master have been possessed again? This state was not wrong, it was very wrong! Thus, he ran over hurriedly and stood beside Zhong Ming. He tried to find an incorrect expression on Zhong Ming's face. However, Zhong Ming's expression was very calm and normal.

Xuan Hao raised his hand and gently touched Zhong Ming. However, Zhong Ming didn't even dodge, as if he was frozen in place.

Xuan Hao panicked and went up to try to obstruct Zhong Ming's line of sight, but Zhong Ming didn't move at all. He was like a rock. His two narrow eyes stared straight at Xuan Hao as if he wanted to pierce through Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao took a step forward and stretched out his hand to check Zhong Ming's breath. His presence was still there, but Zhong Ming didn't feel any consciousness from Zhong Ming. Xuan Hao tried to help Zhong Ming sit down, but Zhong Ming wouldn't budge no matter what he did. He was like a vegetable, heavy and stiff like a steel bar.

Xuan Hao was anxiously running around in an attempt to knock Zhong Ming out. However, he was afraid of inflicting any heavy injuries on Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming always left without saying anything. The last time he was possessed, this time again, Xuan Hao almost broke his heart for Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming knew that he had left his body, but he couldn't tell Xuan Hao about his condition.

He tried to establish a connection with his body, but it was useless. Therefore, Zhong Ming used the Spiritual Sense to convey his message to Xuan Hao. Fortunately, Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao had entered each other's Sea of Consciousness before, so they had already established an inseparable mental connection. Only then was he able to sense Xuan Hao's existence through the Spiritual Sense. However, when Zhong Ming sensed the existence of Xuan Hao, Xuan Hao was already smoking from anxiety. He squatted on the ground dejectedly without any signs of life.

He had a wooden face, handsome eyebrows drawn together, one hand resting on his chin, the other resting on his knee. He looked like a stray dog who had starved for days, and his ears were hanging down.

Zhong Ming's voice sounded and shocked Zhong Ming. However, the news Zhong Ming brought made Zhong Ming's heart drop.

The message he sent over was already unreal, and the voice sounded extremely blurry. They were probably the first people from ancient times to use a Spiritual Sense to transmit information, and one of them even had a Spiritual Sense that had left his body.

However, even though it no longer had its original appearance, in Xuan Hao's eyes, it was still an extremely fortunate thing. Although he knew that nothing could happen to Zhong Ming, he still didn't want to worry about his safety. Only now did Xuan Hao finally relax and truly handed the matter to Zhong Ming.0

Zhong Ming didn't say anything unnecessary. He only said one sentence: "Safe and sound, don't think about it."

These four words were the only way Zhong Ming could think of to comfort himself in that unknown time. He was now seriously suspecting whether he had entered an ancient era, just like the Jurassic Age on Earth.

In this unknown space, he had seen all kinds of strange animals fly in front of him, run past him, and even pass through his body.

He saw Woo. The seemingly very young cub was picked up by a lion mother and thrown out.

Wula pitifully shook her body, wanting to get up but not having the strength to do so, she could only watch herself be abandoned by others.

He was born without knowing who his parents were, and he seemed to have popped out of nowhere like a stone. He was born with a Spirit Item, and was destined to live a lonely life. Zhong Ming looked at the weak him who was left behind, rolling in the mud and struggling to survive in the crevice. Even though he was used to this kind of method, he still felt unwilling. Although there were many people who could live their entire lives like this, and even beasts were no exception, very few people were ever born and abandoned. No one was willing to give him any form of warmth or help. Even if the newborns were abandoned, there would always be kind-hearted people, or even welfare homes, but no. He had no one who was a friend, no one who would help him. He was like a tool sent down by heaven to experience evil. However, he was truly fed by the heavens. Just like that, he did not have anyone to help him or feed him. He had relied on himself to stumble all the way, but he actually managed to barely survive.

However, if such a beast were to survive, its heart would have long been twisted, and it would definitely not be a good beast. "Everyone knew his evil reputation. He was a beast, he was a mutant. He did not belong to any of the races. He was a remnant of the heavens.

He obviously didn't do anything, but it seemed like he did. Zhong Ming looked at Wai's fur. Because he had been tired from working so hard to survive, he had long since stopped. His entire body was covered in dark soil, blood, and food scraps.

He didn't know how much time had passed. As he grew up day by day, his notoriety was not washed away. His cultivation increased day by day until one day, he met that long-haired man.

In fact, he had never been able to assess his own cultivation. His cultivation system had never been able to systematically summarize that a monster with fighting strength far surpassing that of a Demonic Beast of the twelfth step like him was naturally raised by the heavens.

One day, when the man was hunting the Demonic Beast, he met his master.

That man was truly a peerless beauty in the world, a celestial figure. Zhong Ming had never seen such an otherworldly person. It was as if he was a sinner that walked the earth and was contaminated with dust. However, the immortals who thought like this were actually aiming and killing Demonic Beast s with guns that were incompatible with him. This was an especially sudden combination, and its power was extremely great. He had successfully killed or slaughtered most of the Demonic Beast in that area. The stench of blood pervaded the entire forest.

While the man was slowly clearing the battlefield and counting the monster cores, he found them through the smell of blood. The moment he saw the man, he immediately understood what was going on. However, he didn't want to care. After all, this region was filled with people who were deeply hostile towards him. They would never show him any kind intentions, even if he wanted to avenge them. Thus, Wa very calm and confident turned around and left, not scared by the scene, but very disdainful, casual far away.

The fur on his body had become a little smoother today, revealing his original golden color. He had accidentally stepped over some shallow and deep blisters and washed his own fur as well. However, this was not the reason to attract the long-haired man.

The man had taken a fancy to him at first glance, the essence of him and Woo, a kind of aura of the same kind, a loneliness that was not contained, a solitariness in their respective fields, a wretch who had suffered the same innumerable evils.

The man quickly finished digging out the monster cores of the Demonic Beast and followed closely behind. He had been alone for far too long. He needed companions, even if they weren't human, even if they were just contract beasts.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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