Chapter 809: Faith of the Ancient Gods (Part 1)

Chapter 809: Faith of the Ancient Gods (Part 1)

After killing those who deserved to be killed, Ye Que flew to the clouds and took on the shape of a turtle, practicing the sky splitting star shining method.

The turtle shell is split, the bright one is the Milky Way, and the dark one is the abyss.

There is starlight in the starry sky, which enters the body and transforms into star energy.

Moisturized by the power of the stars, the dry body soon became active.

Qi and blood are recovering, and the injury is getting better.

Ten days later, the injuries in the turtle form have almost recovered, and even the turtle shell has recovered under the powerful body training ability, unlike before, it takes a long time to recover after the turtle shell is cracked.

"The power of the stars can be used under the starry sky."

Ye Que thought about this sentence, and finally slapped himself again, thinking that it might as well be more practical.

Powers below the God Realm are not qualified to enter the Ancient God Body.

But the power of the stars can be used universally...

"Come and try, channel the star power into the ancient god's body!"

This is something he has always wanted to do but never had time to do.

So here comes the problem.

How to guide it?

cough cough.

Ye Que's eyes were dazed, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Ahem! Well, the system, let's introduce the power of the stars into the body of the ancient god."

After Ye Que replied, he called himself a fool.

Has the system ever answered him?

"Forget it, I will come by myself!"

Ye Que turned into the body of an ancient **** with a dark face, and the star pattern on his forehead was still covered.

Close your eyes and reply to the system: "I want to activate the third secret technique."

"Ding! The host has activated the third secret technique: Fission Starlight!"

"Ding! The opening was successful. The system has detected that the body of the ancient **** is not mixed with the power of the six realms, and it can accommodate the power of the stars!"

"Ding! The fission starlight method is in operation, absorbing the power of the stars and turning them into the power of the stars!"

"Ding! The body of the ancient **** absorbs the energy of the stars!"

"Ding! The blood of the ancient god's body is engraved with a belief in carrying forward the burden! The host absorbs the power of the stars and awakens this belief in the blood!"

"Ding! Is the host bearing this belief in the name of the ancient god?"

Ye Que had a Muggle face.

How come there are so many moths after sucking the power of the stars?

Back then, it wasn't that much of a problem to **** a god.

Could it be that there is still an unknown history between the stars and the ancient gods?

Shaking his head, he said in a deep voice: "As an ancient god, I have opened up a bright road for the ancient **** world, and I have already realized it! In the name of the ancient god, I bear this burden of faith!"

Rumble!

Qi and blood surged in the body, and the body involuntarily burned with golden flames. A sense of heaviness released from the blood, pressed Ye Que from the sea of ​​clouds to the ground, and bent his spine.

boom!

He was pinned to the ground.

The belief in his blood was so heavy that it condensed into a solid, crushing his bones.

call!

Ye Que was dripping with sweat, gritted his teeth and slowly got up.

"How firm and heavy this belief is!"

There was only shock in his deep voice, and there was a heavy sadness in his mood.

He didn't know why he had this emotion, but he didn't choose to resist.

Feeling carefully, the belief engraved in his blood swept his mind.

There was nothing but darkness in front of him.

There is no sound.

no life.

empty.

Even his own body is gone, only vision remains in the dark.

He didn't panic.

He has experienced many winds and rains, he has seen, seen, and felt countless kinds of darkness, but he has not been torn apart one by one by him.

Facing this endless darkness, he fumbled calmly.

But after groping for a long time, there was still no movement, so that he suspected that he was blind and deaf.

I do not know how long it has been.

Maybe for a moment, maybe for thousands of years.

In this darkness without even the concept of time, he felt that he had become very old, and his heart was vain and lonely. The self-confidence and firmness he once had also gradually dissipated in this darkness.

At this time, he realized that his changes were not good, so he stopped groping.

Try to remember everything that happened in the past.

He remembered the scene when he became a wild forest turtle in the monster forest.

He remembered the scene when he met Xue Lingluo.

He remembered the scene where he met the blue fox in Wanshou Mountain.

From the beginning of the journey, to the later stepping out of the ancient **** world and stepping into the unknown human world.

Every scene is engraved in my heart.

Gradually, his heart became firm again.

Looking at the darkness here, the mood became calm and stable.

He no longer chooses to explore, but chooses to find the reason from the heart.

Constant memory, constant thinking.

Stick to the brightest piece of land in your heart.

It's been a long time again.

He who kept remembering and thinking constantly, also became confused.

Unknowingly, the mood became a little more manic.

He realized it, wanted to vent and held back.

In order to relieve this hidden mania, he started to think again.

To learn, to master the mystical and supernatural powers that have been learned but not yet learned.

The ninth floor of Tiandao, from the first floor to the ninth floor, thinking, learning, and analyzing time and time again, is thoroughly familiar.

The perception of the Dao has been analyzed again and again, and deduced in thinking again and again.

The mystical supernatural powers given to him by the statue were analyzed again and again and mastered in thinking.

again and again.

I don't know how long it has passed, but he has mastered all these secret arts and supernatural powers in his thinking, and deduced the theory to perfection.

However, the darkness still hasn't faded away.

At this time, he was really afraid and confused.

This time, instead of sticking to his heart, he decided to **** in the dark again.

Like plankton in the deep sea, confused and wandering like walking dead.

I wandered for a long time and found nothing.

But at this time, he was used to wandering in the dark.

No need to think, no need to remember.

He took this numb wandering as his only motivation.

The emotions that used to fluctuate have been sealed, and they don't feel the surroundings, and they don't respond in any way, like a lifeless stone.

The ideals, goals, beliefs, self-confidence, emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that once existed in the heart are also dusted in this wandering.

Once sticking to the brightest land in my heart, I gradually accepted the darkness.

At this moment, he is staring at the darkness numbly, his original intention is no longer there, and in the future, he also chooses to forget.

Just drifting like this, after a long, long time.

Until a certain moment, when he was numb and thought he was dead, his heart suddenly fluctuated.

Like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Emotions that had been dusty for a long time swept through the mind.

At that moment, he had no regrets, no regrets, only a sense of awakening.

Like a bright pearl covered by countless years of dust, the dust is blown away by the wind, and it blooms its own light.

"So, I'm not dead yet!"

He murmured, but woke up suddenly again.

sound.

He can make a sound.

His eyes lit up, and when he looked at the darkness again, the darkness was no longer pure, and a golden road lit up ahead.

On the avenue, there are countless ancient gods walking, burning with golden flames, supporting each other, firm in their beliefs, walking towards the deepest part of the darkness, looking for the light they have never seen before.

Ye Que choked for breath.

He saw that the avenue was poured with the blood of countless ancient gods, a blood road paved by the predecessors.

Among the ancient gods walking on the road of blood, some were seriously injured, some were bleeding, and the blood flowed on the road, burning with golden divine flames, illuminating the light ahead.

Some people died and fell down, turning into guides on the road of blood.