Chapter 1090 - 996: Ao Wushuang's Path-Scenic Land
True Ancestor World.
Before Fogbreak City.
“Everyone actually left… No people, perfect!”
Ao Wushuang strolled in alone, his face brimming with delight.
As he entered, he was quite concerned. After all, his intuition told him that this place might involve the small mountain village.
Now that they’re all gone… this was his opportunity.
What a stroke of luck.
Then, he directly opened the Jade Box containing the Ban Master’s Bone.
Inside the Jade Box, there clearly lay three pieces of bone, full of crevices, devoid of life.
He held the three pieces of the Ban Master’s Bone with great anticipation.
Instantly, the three bones lightly throbbed.
Streams of breath inexplicably entered Ao Wushuang’s Dantian.
Ao Wushuang closed his eyes for inner observation.
In his Dantian, a nine-layer Black Small Tower the size of a palm floated up and down; the first layer had completely spiritualized, the second layer was largely spiritualized, and the remaining seven layers were rust-stained, as if weathered by countless years.
At this moment, the breath from the three pieces of the Ban Master’s Bone surged in, and the second layer of the small tower began its spiritualization process.
What was left of about a third of the layer completed quickly!
Boom!
At this very moment, Ao Wushuang’s breathing surged as he stepped into the Open-Gate Realm!
Even without a soul or spirit, Ao Wushuang still pushed that door open.
However, instead of heading directly to his Path-Scenic Land, Ao Wushuang looked anxiously at the nine-layer small tower.
He remembered clearly, within the first layer of the small tower, there was an enigmatic young man locked up; just one glance back then made him dare not open it again, fearing something might go awry.
What might be in the second layer?
He slowly opened the door of the second layer of the small tower.
The moment the door cracked open.
A wisp of black fog unexpectedly drifted out, and a mysterious breath made Ao Wushuang’s hair stand on end!
Ao Wushuang instinctively looked up.
In the second layer of the small tower, deeply profound, there was an area with a black Dao Platform, and upon it, a young man lay.
Chains, thick and large, bound the young man, on which were engraved unknown mysterious symbols.
He appeared to be suppressed by the chains, his eyes tightly closed, but his face carried a sense of transcending eternity, shocking through the ages.
Ao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, for this scene was exactly the same as in the first layer of the ancient tower.
The man in both the first and second layers was clearly the same person.
At that moment.
Clang clang.
The chains engraved with mysterious symbols suddenly echoed lightly.
Seeing this, Ao Wushuang was so frightened that he jumped up abruptly.
Why would those chains suddenly make noise – could it be that the man was still alive?
Impossible!
What if he was feigning death? That would be bad.
Ao Wushuang hastily retreated from the ancient tower and closed its door.
But within, the sound of the rune-engraved chains did not cease.
Suddenly, the entire Black Small Tower moved towards his Spirit Platform, and then flew directly into his Path-Scenic Land.
“Damn, don’t just barge in!”
Ao Wushuang panicked, well aware that the Path-Scenic Land was the foundation of a Cultivator, very important; who knew what would happen with such a sinister small tower entering.
He quickly followed it in.
But as soon as he entered his own Path-Scenic Land, he was shocked.
At a glance, before him was an open and desolate world with nothing in it.
Countless dense cracks marred the earth, sinking kilometers deep, tearing gaps of tens of thousands of feet, as if it had gone through some great terror.
On the desolate land, there were many dead plants and trees; despite being dead for unknown ages, the edges of the withered grasses were still as sharp as Divine Swords; those ancient trees were all cracked and bone-like, yet tough enough to withstand the erosion of time.
Moreover, there were countless pale beast bones scattered in the world.
There was neither the Chaos Fog that was supposed to fill the Path-Scenic Land nor was there any presentation of Dao throughout…
“What on earth is going on with this Path-Scenic Land?”
Ao Wushuang was utterly bewildered. This situation was unheard of in the legends.
Did it feel like his Path-Scenic Land had gone through a storm, resulting in complete devastation?
Ao Wushuang looked up and gazed into the distance, spotting nine gigantic statues on the distant land.
Those nine colossal statues, their overall sculptures were actually… identical to Ao Wushuang!
“Damn it, I, Old Ao, have really seen a ghost!”
He muttered, following on, only to see the Black Small Tower now floating among the nine statues.
Within the nine statues, it seemed there was some kind of energy flow that calmed the Black Small Tower down, and the sound of the rune chains disappeared.
“These statues… they really do look exactly like me…”
Ao Wushuang felt a chill.
But, at this very moment.
Two of the statues began to emit a faint light.
Ao Wushuang’s consciousness resonated with it.
At this moment, Ao Wushuang clearly felt as if a multitude of information was flooding into his mind!
“The Heavenly Blessing Technique, the Word Spirit Technique…”
He was astounded.
He had obtained two extremely mysterious secret techniques.
The Heavenly Blessing Technique, that is, blessings!
Those who received Ao Wushuang’s blessings would see an increase in their attributes.
In fact, Ao Wushuang had already obtained this Divine Skill when he Divine-fied the first layer of the Black Tower.
Now it seemed that the Black Tower had an inseparable connection with these nine statues, with each layer of the tower corresponding to a statue, and opening the tower would grant him the secret technique contained within the corresponding statue.
Ao Wushuang was no longer terribly interested in blessings… After all, the damn blessings couldn’t be used on himself!
His focus was on the second secret technique!
The Law of Word Spirit!
This secret technique involved cause and effect, and once used, it could alter and fluctuate cause and effect; simply put, whatever was said… would come true!
“Is this… giving my mouth a power-up?!”
Ao Wushuang immediately got excited and rubbed his hands together!
This was fantastic!
He immediately said:
“I, Ao Wushuang, will never see the small mountain village again in this lifetime!”
After saying this, he contentedly left the Path-Scenic Land.
Returning to reality, Ao Wushuang opened his eyes.
And there, the three pieces of the Ban Master’s Bone were earnestly trying to show respect, saluting him.
“It’s said these are the last three bones of that Forbidden Master…”
Ao Wushuang looked at the three pieces of bone, somewhat reluctant to part with them.
These bones of the Forbidden Master were the steps for his own power escalation.
If only there were more, how nice that would be.
Moreover, all the bones of the Forbidden Master had been made very strange by himself… if the Forbidden Master was to revive, wouldn’t there be some problems?
Ao Wushuang was worried, when the Forbidden Master came to be, would the Ban Explorers discover his own problems?
“No, they definitely won’t find out!”
Ao Wushuang used the Word Spirit once more, then stepped out towards the outside.
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Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Fogbreak City.
“Tell me, have you seen a damn Big Black Dog?!”
Wu Jianghe, the warrior, was interrogating Song Jiyuan.
He had directly used the Chaos Sun-Shooting Bow to eradicate Hui’an and Hui Sha.
Song Jiyuan was now extremely frightened.
He was facing Wu Jianghe, the Ultimate Asura of the True Ancestor World, who had the greatest reputation and was the most prominent.
No, the Ultimate Asura was already outdated, it should be Hegemon Asura now!
After all, Wu Jianghe… had subdued ten great overlord Asuras in a single battle!
“I really haven’t seen it… Lord Asura, please believe me!”
Song Jiyuan trembled.
Hearing this, Wu Jianghe shouted angrily:
“What? You haven’t?!”
His entire being was already somewhat mad, irrationally saying:
“Kneel… bite the egg! Kneel down!”
He was already on the brink of chaos, desperately repressing, and had just killed someone, his whole person was on the verge of getting lost.
Hearing this, Song Jiyuan was immediately shocked and trembled!
This… This demand, isn’t it too damn bizarre??
The Ultimate Asura, no, Hegemon Asura Wu Jianghe, to have such a perversion???!
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