Chapter 413

"Twelve... Thirteen..."

Yang Xie silently counted the number of infinite body forging in his heart. At this moment, his body seemed to have turned into a blazing furnace, and the heat kept rising. The burning feeling seemed to melt his whole body.

His expression was painful but mixed with a hint of expectation. It was really painful and happy.

As long as he could break through the eighth and ninth level of body forging, it would be equivalent to reaching the realm of martial god in the physical level.

Yang Xie believed that at that time, everything about him would usher in a brand new change.

Whether it was the number of shadow soldiers or his own strength, it would usher in earth-shaking changes.

"Plop plop!"

In this originally boiling and noisy broken world, various forces collided with each other, and the roar was endless.

However, at this moment, Yang Xie clearly heard the sound of his powerful heartbeat.

He had already immersed himself in his own world of cultivation, and everything in the outside world seemed to be isolated from him.

The intense pain of cultivation was like a surging wave, hitting his body and will wave after wave.

But even so, it could not stop his strong desire to break through. The obsession burned in his heart, supporting him to continue to persevere regardless of everything.

But at this critical moment, something unexpected happened.

Yang Xie felt as if he had turned into a deflated ball in an instant. The originally condensed breath in his body was in chaos in an instant, and he ran around like a wild horse.

At the same time, an extremely cold feeling came from his neck.

The chill spread rapidly along his neck like a cold poisonous snake, and in the blink of an eye it swept through his whole body, making him shiver involuntarily.

Yang Xie opened his eyes suddenly, and what came into his eyes was Li Cang's hideous appearance with scarlet fangs.

The fangs were still stained with dazzling red blood. Li Cang moved his tongue slightly and licked the blood clean lightly.

That look was particularly gloomy and terrifying.

Yang Xie subconsciously reached out to touch his neck, and the place he touched was slippery and sticky. He looked closely and saw that it was all blood.

Two large blood holes suddenly appeared on his neck, and blood was oozing out.

Yang Xie's eyes became dull for a moment, and his face was full of disbelief: "I... I was bitten!!"

A twisted joy flashed across Li Cang's face, and that expression was like a naughty boy who succeeded in a prank, and also like a hunter who enjoyed the prey falling into a trap.

He said with a crazy look: "Yes, that's right, many peerless monsters with great luck will always break through at the most critical moment.

I have admired their wonderful expressions after breaking through and then falling into the abyss of despair in an instant, but it is even more pleasant to break their beautiful fantasies with my own hands."

His voice was gloomy, and people felt cold when they heard it.

"Do you feel like you might have a chance to turn the tables, but suddenly you fell from heaven to hell? How is it? Does it feel good?"

At first, Yang Xie could still hear Li Cang's extremely cold words.

But gradually, as the cold feeling on his neck became stronger, it was as if he was on a freezing cold ice field, surrounded by a whistling cold wind.

The cold feeling seemed to emanate continuously from the depths of his bones, eroding his body and consciousness bit by bit.

He only felt that the scene in front of him began to become blurred, and even the enemy in front of him had a double image, as if the whole world had become illusory.

A strong feeling of fatigue surged like a torrent, almost completely drowning his body and mind, and he almost lost the strength to lift a finger.

Yang Xie breathed hard, but his eyes were still fixed on Li Cang, burning with anger and unwillingness.

The breath he exhaled seemed to condense into frost, and a strong sense of discomfort spread from the top of his head to his whole body, causing his body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

He shook his head with all his strength, trying to make himself more awake. With the last bit of resistance, he struggled to pick up the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Li Cang with all his strength, roaring.

"Damn it, I'll kill you."

But the sword was only halfway out, and Yang Xie could no longer support it. The whole person fell to the ground with a bang, and only the sword was still around him.

At this moment, Yang Xie's eyes were filled with a strange blood-red color, which looked somewhat similar to Li Cang's eyes.

At the corners of his mouth, two sharp fangs slowly appeared, and a strong corpse gas like gray smoke spread from him continuously, instantly filling the surrounding space.

Suddenly, Li Cang's face changed slightly.

He keenly noticed that in addition to the obvious signs of corpse transformation, Yang Xie seemed to be undergoing some other more terrifying changes.

At the same time, on the blue star, an old figure stood quietly. She seemed to sense something, slowly raised her head, looked into the endless void, and sighed.

"Zhuang, are you here too?"

It was Yang Xi who spoke. Various scenes from the past flashed through her eyes, and her eyes were full of complex and incomprehensible expressions.

Back then, in order to find the traces of the Dark Lord, she had gone through countless long years, like a lonely traveler, searching hard in the vast universe.

Finally, eighteen years ago, she found the mark of the Dark Lord on this origin star.

At that moment, a fire of hope ignited in her heart, and she was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

However, when she actually saw the dark master, she was filled with disappointment and shock. ,

I saw that the dark master who was once powerful and aloof had turned into a baby who was still in his infancy.

Moreover, this baby exudes a strong aura of time and space.

The breath was filled with the smell of destruction and rebirth, as if it had gone through countless reincarnations, with a dreamlike feeling of disillusionment.

But there is no trace of the power of the Six Paths on this baby.

Yang Xi's expression dimmed instantly, and she understood in her heart that although the dark master was still alive, he was no longer the same existence in her memory.

At that moment, she fell into deep confusion.

Has the long-term persistence lost its meaning?

She had also had a terrible thought many times, that is, simply destroying the baby in front of her, maybe the dark master could return to his former appearance.

However, whenever this thought came to her mind, her hands trembled involuntarily.

After all, I couldn’t do it.

Because she couldn't be sure that once she really did this, whether she would be able to find the dark master again in the future.

This time I found it with the help of the mark, but what about next time?

What should we rely on to find it?

If this impulsive move caused her to completely miss the dark master, how should she face herself, and how should she face the long years of hard pursuit?

So, she took the baby to a very difficult slum and silently raised him as an ordinary old man.

Perhaps deep down in her heart, there was still a glimmer of hope.

She was looking forward to the baby in front of her. Maybe she had just temporarily forgotten her past memories. As long as it lasted long enough, she might be able to slowly recover.

Or maybe, after experiencing self-tempering and annihilation several times, he can become the dark master he once was.

She didn't know how long this process would take, but she felt that she could afford to wait, even if she spent her whole life waiting.

In this way, the days passed day by day. During this long time, she was full of hope again and again, but was hit by reality again and again and fell into the abyss of disappointment.

However, as time slowly passed, she unknowingly got used to the identity of this ordinary old man, and gradually accepted the child as her grandson.

She had also been angry with herself, blaming herself for how she could forget the majesty and glory of the Dark Lord, and how she could treat the child in front of her who was completely different from what she remembered as a relative.

However, this child Xiaoxie is really sensible and very filial!

Even though he lived in a difficult environment like a slum, he was always strong and optimistic and knew how to be self-reliant since he was a child.

Every time he got something good, he would immediately think of bringing it to her and share the joy.

Later, after his talent was fully awakened, he still did not forget her as an old woman, and his care and filial piety for her did not diminish at all.

Not long ago, Xiao Xie was thinking very hard about her cultivation.

But, that's all in vain.

Xiao Xie is really a very filial and good boy!

Yang Xi's heart was very tangled and painful at the moment.

Zombie is a subordinate that the Dark Lord once had, and the Zombies are his subordinates.

Now that the zombie clan's corpse path has invaded Xiao Xie's body, perhaps under the influence of the corpse path, Xiao Xie's personality will change, and then he may return to the temperament of the previous dark master.

The former dark master was vicious, cruel, and murderous. He was an absolute tyrant in the eyes of everyone and the embodiment of evil.

Naming Yang Xie "Xie" was actually because she had a trace of expectation in her heart, hoping that he could turn back into the dark master he once was.

However, when I think about Xiaoxie calling her grandma on weekdays, and when I think about Xiaoxie's childhood when she was still a little bigger, she would say childish words to her in a coquettish voice to help her live a good life.

Thinking of those heartwarming scenes where even if he was injured and bullied outside, he would hold back tears when he came back, smile and say to himself "Grandma, I grabbed a piece of meat today"...

Yang Xi's heart was like a calm lake with boulders thrown into it, causing ripples and making it difficult to calm down for a long time.

After a long time, the light in Yang Xi's eyes alternated between light and dark. She slowly lowered her head and sighed deeply, as if she had finally made a difficult decision.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, muttering to himself.

"Everything is just my fantasy. The Dark Lord... can't come back."

"Although Xiao Xie is not the dark master in my memory, he is still my grandson."

Yang Xi finally found the answer in her heart between the two dilemmas.

…

Yu Cang's mouth was wide open at this moment, and his face was filled with astonishment as he sensed the aura emanating from Yang Xie's body, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"The Demon Clan, the Tiantie Clan, the Original Beast Clan, the Dragon Clan..."

He murmured in his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief, "What race is this kid?"

At this moment, Yang Xie slowly stood up, but his eyes were full of violence and empty.

He has obviously lost his mind and is like a walking corpse.

At this moment, in addition to the endless corpse gas all over his body, his body also contained a variety of completely different auras, and these auras were perfectly integrated in his body, as if it should be like this, without any sense of disobedience.

Behind him, a pair of black wings as dark as ink suddenly spread out, and the wings were full of strange aura;

Four horns suddenly grew on his forehead. Looking closely, there were both horns full of evil aura of the demons and dragon horns emitting majestic dragon power, which looked particularly weird.

His skin was silver-white, as if it was made of pure iron, with a cold metallic luster. The scarlet eyes and fangs at the corners of his mouth added a bit of hideous and terrifying aura to him.

Not only that, the energy of various attributes seemed to have found a place to gather, and surrounded him.

Flashing with colorful but frightening light...

Li Cang widened his eyes, looking at Yang Xie, who looked more like a monster than himself, with strange colors in his eyes.

He was shocked at first, and then excited, as if an artist saw his most perfect work, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha, is this the monster I created?"

"What a perfect work!"

The laughter echoed in this broken little world, revealing a sense of madness and pride, which made people shudder.

However, behind Li Cang, who was unaware, a figure quietly came.

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