Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 2038: Dead but Not Dead (Subscription Request)

Sure enough, in Meng Zhao's spiritual perception, the strange poison king with three heads and six arms was washed away by the righteous spirit of the great scholar of the Middle Ages. It was as if he was being punished by skinning and pulling out his tendons in hell. He was in great pain and howled continuously. The horrible tone spread throughout the huge poison cave.

What was even more terrifying was that under the cover of the spiritual light, his body was full of pits and holes, and like a lit candle, the candle wax was flowing outwards and downwards layer by layer, and the human shape and image that had been maintained before was almost destroyed.

It had three heads and six arms, but now two of its heads were completely melted away, and four of its arms were severed, leaving only a green toad head and two scarred arms.

In terms of himself, the Poison King was seriously injured and dying from Yan Libing's trump card, and only one percent of his cultivation and combat power remained.

However, this strange Poison King is not a simple independent creature, it was born from the evolution of this poison cave space. It is naturally the son of heaven in this poison cave, with endless luck and endless energy blessings.

To give a very simple example, if the power of the handwriting of the great scholar in the Middle Ages could not be lost, and all of it fell on the body of this strange poison king, he would definitely die, and would not even be qualified to be seriously injured.

However, because its power was scattered, it broke through the gloomy and dark space of the poison cave, the sky without sunlight, and the righteous energy shot and killed countless poisonous insects scattered in the poison cave and the surrounding areas. Its power had been dispersed a lot.

As a result, the power of great Confucian scholars failed to be fully unified. This was both an accident and a necessity.

It is said to be accidental because it is impossible for a great scholar to make such a big mistake, and he cannot even gather the strength.

It is inevitable that this poisonous cave space, with its special advantages of time and place, disrupted the will contained in the great scholar's handwriting. The great scholar's natural upright aura was extremely repulsive to this evil and poisonous environment, so this result occurred.

At this moment, even though this strange poison king was already seriously injured and dying, it was just a state.

Endless energy was diffused and drifting in the space of this poison cave, slowly pouring into the Poison King's body, helping him to recover from his injuries in a very short time. Even the two heads and four arms that had collapsed showed a tendency to re-condense.

As the aftermath of the impact dissipated, Yan Libing clutched the cloth bearing the great scholar's handwriting, feeling almost desperate.

Because, although his realm is far inferior to Meng Zhao's, and his perception is far inferior to Meng Zhao's, his eyes are not blind. He can clearly see that the Poison King's condition is constantly improving, and his aura is getting stronger and stronger.

This is equivalent to having a buff on your body, and you can quickly recover to your peak state.

Yan Libing had already run out of tricks, and the master warrior Horse-Faced Ghost was swept in an unknown direction, leaving him with no room for resistance.

Of course, while in despair, Yan Libing still had a glimmer of fantasy deep in his heart.

"The man from the Lei family, I don't know what secrets you have, or what methods the Lei family has given you. Now I no longer have any power to deal with that monster. If you don't take action, we will all die here."

Meng Zhao laughed but didn't say anything. However, Yan Libing felt happy from the inside out when he heard Meng Zhao's laughter.

It’s not that Meng Zhao’s laughter has some mysterious power. Yan Libing simply believes that if Meng Zhao is not a fool, if he is not crazy and desperate, he would not have made such a gesture without any confidence.

No matter what conspiracies or horrible calculations Meng Zhao had, he was at least a human being, a flesh-and-blood person with love, hate, and vengeance, a person who could communicate and could be used.

Unlike that monster, it has no humanity at all, only instinct, only killing, only destruction.

Just after Meng Zhao laughed, the horse-faced ghost came suddenly on the cold wind, with bright red blood still on the corner of his mouth and a small dent in his chest, showing that he was seriously injured. He also heard what Yan Libing said, and also set his eyes on Meng Zhao, with ripples in his heart.

The horse-faced ghost is a person who does not easily attract the attention of others. He likes to hide, endure and lurk.

But he definitely didn't have the ability like Meng Zhao, who hid until now. All the members of the Lei family were killed, leaving only the three of them.

However, just as Yan Libing said, with the strength shown by Meng Zhao, he was able to survive to this day without any harm, so he must have some secret.

At this point, we can only hope and rely on Meng Zhao to be able to deal with that monster.

“Lei family boy, I still have my prime and the power to strike at the peak, so if you need me, you can speak up.

Now there are only three of us left. If we don’t work together, I’m afraid we won’t survive today.”

However, the Horse-Faced Ghost only thought that Meng Zhao's martial arts skills were mediocre, and that he was able to live to this day probably because of the means used by the Lei family.

But the head of the Lei family, Lei Wanche, is only a master with limited means. Maybe he has gained some opportunities in this secret realm of the cave, but he may not be able to compare with the handwriting of Yan Libing, a great scholar from the ancient times.

Therefore, perhaps he would need the assistance of a master like him to kill the monster with one blow.

In fact, he felt a little regretful. If he had known that Yan Libing had such a terrifying thing in his hand, with his martial arts skills and the cooperation of the two, he would have had a certain chance to kill this monster directly. But now he has missed the opportunity.

Meng Zhao disagreed and just smiled faintly.

"Do either of you know the origin of this monster?"

Although Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost were extremely anxious, they saw that Meng Zhao was neither anxious nor slow, and was not afraid even when facing the monster that was recovering rapidly. It was obvious that he had confidence. They calmed down and shook their heads.

Meng Zhao stretched out his hand in front of his chest, and a handful of black soil fell into his palm.

“It is said that the heaven has its own way, and the gods have their own way. When a warrior cultivates his primordial spirit and entrusts himself to the way of heaven, he can imprint the heart of heaven with his own heart and act on behalf of heaven. He has many incredible magical powers and methods, and is a celestial being.

This place is a poisonous den with endless poisonous insects. In fact, it is the remains of a powerful celestial being. But the difference is that this powerful celestial being is not dead, and although his soul is destroyed, he has engraved his tenacious will and supreme spiritual means in this world, which is equivalent to an alternative resurrection.

This monster was born under the will of this powerful man and with the unconditional support of the poisonous cave world.

You see, the reason why he is recovering so quickly is that the space in the poison cave has absorbed the origin of the world in the poison cave under the influence of the will of the dead but not stiff heaven.

Although the monster is safe, it has caused great damage to the poison cave space."

Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost were surprised because it was their first time to come to this secret cave and everything here was unfamiliar to them.

At the same time, they also doubted the truth of what Meng Zhao said.

After all, the Lei family has only come here once, how can they have such knowledge and understanding?