C5613 Faceless Man!
C5613 Faceless Man!
"This cultivation technique of mine is called the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sun Technique!"
"It can extend one's lifespan and use the lifespan of others to make up for one's own deficiency!"
"It can resurrect the dead. What is a little lifespan?"
Yang Bo suddenly understood. He stared at the other party. "The reason why you slaughtered the entire city was to cultivate this cultivation technique?"
"You used the lifespan of a city to make up for the deficiency of your own lifespan?"
The Netherworld Saint nodded. "Killing the innocent cultivators is not my wish. However, the lightning tribulation is about to arrive. I have no choice but to do this!"
"Only by making up for my lifespan can I deal with the lightning tribulation!"
"However, I'm already so weak that there's no need for me to transcend the tribulation!"
Yang Bo stared at the other party. "When you destroyed a city, didn't you think that you would be wanted by the Heavenly Dao and become a guest on the Holy Judgement List?"
The Netherworld Saint said helplessly, "All of this is a helpless act. Fellow Taoist Yang, if you were in my position, what would you do?"
"Don't you want to live?"
Yang Bo stared at him. "I am not you. We are different!"
"I don't know how to cultivate your cultivation technique at all because your cultivation technique is not suitable for me!"
"I would rather be the one to bear the world than the world to bear me. This is not something that everyone can do!"
Yang Bo immediately saw the advantages and disadvantages of this cultivation technique. Killing others and absorbing their lifespan was clearly an evil cultivation technique!
The most important thing was that the karma involved in this cultivation technique was extremely great!
These karma would accompany him for the rest of his life. If Yang Bo wanted to go further, he could not cultivate this cultivation technique!
Yang Bo stared at him, "Sage Tong You, you deceived me like this. Do you think I don't understand the Sage's heavenly tribulation?"
"The Sage's lightning tribulation occurs once every two million years. Each time, it is not determined by strength, but by the time limit!"
"The heavenly tribulation that you are facing right now is simply lying!"
Sage Tong You looked at Yang Bo, his entire body looking more and more hunched. He said softly, "Fellow Taoist Yang, there are some things that I can't say!"
"You should have searched my Universal Bag, right? You can take a good look!"
Yang Bo frowned. He snorted coldly, "Sage Tong You, what promise did he give you for working for him?"
"After you fell to this state, have you ever thought about what you did wrong?"
Sage Tong You's expression turned ugly, "Fellow Taoist Yang, you should take a look at my Universal Bag!"
"Some things are things that I can't explain. Perhaps only he can explain it clearly!"
Yang Bo stared at Sage Tong You, "What is the relationship between the Nine Heavens Profound Yang Technique and the Book of God and Demon that you cultivate?"
"These two cultivation techniques shouldn't be the same, right?"
The Netherpassage Saint lowered his head and did not say anything else.
Yang Bo was very shocked. He stared at the Netherpassage Saint and felt that he had guessed correctly.
The Nine Heavens Profound Yang Technique and the Book of God and Demon should be of the same origin!
It was no wonder that Ye Hongchen was able to live a second life!
He had not died at all!
Absorbing the spiritual energy of others was a rare cultivation method. If the Book of God and Demon could do this, the Nine Heavens Profound Yang Technique could do the same.
Was this not a problem?
Yang Bo stared at the Netherpassage Saint. He stretched out his hand and pressed down. The Fengdu Emperor Seal pressed down, and the huge pressure caused the Netherpassage Saint's body to be on the verge of shattering again.
The Netherpassage Saint's expression changed drastically. He raised his head and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, spare my life!"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, you must understand the cause and effect before you make a move. Otherwise, you will regret it!"
"You will definitely regret it!"
Yang Bo increased his strength. He was in the Underworld, and the entire Underworld's power was gathered on the seal. The seal's power surpassed the Saint realm, and it instantly crushed the Netherpassage Saint into mud!
The Netherpassage Saint fell once again!
Yang Bo stopped, but he did not relax. He still stared at the pool of mud in front of him.
After waiting for a while, the Netherpassage Saint revived again. He raised his head and looked at Yang Bo. His aura became weaker and weaker, and his cultivation was only at the Immortal Platform Realm.
The Netherpassage Saint said weakly, "Fellow Taoist Yang, listen to me!"
"Every world has its own rules of operation. You shouldn't do this!"
Yang Bo frowned, not understanding why the other party would say such a thing.
Immediately after, the Netherworld's Saint opened his mouth and said, "You can't kill me!"
"The reason why I was restrained by others was because I accidentally entered the abyss when I passed through the Netherworld last time."
"The terrifying existence in the abyss left a wisp of my soul. Even if you shatter me into dust, he can still revive me again!"
"Your actions are futile!"
Yang Bo held the seal in his hand and ignored the other party, smashing it again.
"Bam!"
The seal gathered the power of the entire Underworld and once again smashed the Netherworld's Saint into mud.
Very quickly, the Netherworld's Saint was reborn.
His cultivation was only at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. He looked at Yang Bo and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, listen to my advice..."
"Bam!"
The Netherworld's Saint was once again smashed into mud.
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This went on for nine times. The Netherworld's Saint's cultivation fell to the Rebirth Realm, but it did not fall down.
Although he was weakening again and again, the Netherworld's Saint could still be revived every time.
Yang Bo finally stopped. Only then did he understand that it was futile to kill the other party.
Originally, according to Yang Bo's guess, the number of times the Netherworld's Saint could be revived was probably nine. Now, it seemed that it wasn't so.
The terrifying existence in the abyss had such a great ability to revive people endlessly. This made Yang Bo very shocked.
The Netherpassage Saint looked at Yang Bo, "You should believe me now, right?"
"There is a statue of that great figure in my Universal Bag. You can contact him!"
Yang Bo took out a statue. It was a strange statue. The statue was in the shape of a human, but there were no facial features on its face. It was a faceless person.
The other party had spent so much effort just to get Yang Bo to contact him?
Yang Bo stared at the faceless person for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind. He had to face everything.
What was the faceless person trying to do?
After burning three incense sticks, Yang Bo placed them in front of the faceless person. Yang Bo's gaze fell on the faceless person's statue, his expression grave.
After a moment, the faceless person finally moved. It seemed that there was a vague outline on his face, but the outline was not clear.
"Yang Bo, we finally meet!"
Yang Bo stared at the other party, "Who are you?"
"What do you want?"
The faceless person chuckled. This smile was sinister and terrifying. "Did you not realize my existence?"
"I am you, you are me!"
Yang Bo frowned. He did not believe what the other party said. He shook his head and said, "You are not me, and I am not you!"
"When did you set up a trap on me?"
The faceless person stared at Yang Bo and sized him up carefully. "You have to work hard and don't let me down!"
"Study the Dao Arts well!"
Yang Bo stretched out his hand and waved it. The incense was extinguished, and the faceless person disappeared. Only the statue was left.
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