At this critical moment, the blood bead on Ao Xing's arm finally burst with a puchi sound. A supreme and domineering aura of a king suddenly spread out from Ao Xing's body.
White Bones suddenly froze, and stopped what it was doing. It tilted its head and looked at Ao Xing.
Suddenly, a thought appeared in Ao Xing's mind.""Who are you? Who am I?"
Ao Xing was instantly stunned. This white bone could even speak! But then Ao Xing rolled his eyes and said with his mind,"You are me, and I am you. We are the same person.”
"You are me, and I am you. Are we the same person?”
White Bones 'consciousness was still in a daze, like a newborn baby. It slowly threw the axe in its hand onto the ground.
Ao Xing immediately let out a sigh of relief. After refining a drop of blood essence from this white skeleton, the blood essence contained some memory fragments of this white skeleton. Although it was not much, it still allowed Ao Xing to know a lot of things.
It turned out that Bai Gu was a flying zombie when he was alive. He was one of the Eight Great Generals of Ancestor Zhantian. Later on, for some unknown reason, Ancestor Zhantian fought with others and everyone was seriously injured. In the end, Ancestor Zhantian roughly built this tomb to bury himself and his subordinates.
Moreover, this flying zombie was not the strongest battle general of Ancestor Zhantian. There were four great battle kings above battle generals, and this flying zombie was only the weakest existence among the eight great battle generals.
After absorbing these memory fragments, Ao Xing was completely shocked. F * ck, even the flying zombies were the lowest level subordinates. Then what realm was the Combat King? And what realm was this Ancestor Zhantian at?
Could it be that I've dug the grave of a super mighty figure?
Looking at the skeleton in front of him, Ao Xing's heart was filled with excitement. If he could obtain the burial items and inheritance left behind by Ancestor Zhantian, who would be his match in the future?
"What are our names? Why am I here?"
White Bones 'voice was intermittent. In the end, it directly sat across from Ao Xing. It was obvious that it no longer had any hostility towards Ao Xing.
"We are called Bloodthirsty. Where is our Bloodthirsty Blade? Has Patriarch Zhantian passed away?"
"No, Patriarch Zhantian will never die. He will never die. Bloodthirsty Saber…Bloodthirsty Saber, the Bloodthirsty Saber shattered.”
White Bones looked up at the ceiling of the cave, and its voice began to connect,"" Yellow sky, blood, blood, corpses, battle-axes, the sky, the earth, the sky, the earth, the blood of sin, the earth…"
Following White Bones 'description, a scene flashed in Ao Xing's mind. Corpses littered the ground, blood dyed the sky. This was a man's world, this was his battlefield!
"If I die, will you be my next life? If you see Forefather Zhantian, tell him that I, Bloodthirsty Force, didn't disgrace his name. The Bloodthirsty Force didn't disgrace him.”
"Don't worry, go ahead. As long as you see him, I'll definitely pass on the message.”
Ao Xing's eyes were filled with guilt. Deceiving a dead person like this was really not very kind. However, if he did not deceive him, he would be the one dying.
"Thank you. I know you are not my next life, but please, I hope you can bring glory and survival to the zombie race.”
White Bones suddenly stretched out its hand and lightly patted Ao Xing's shoulder, its tone extremely sincere.
Ao Xing's face instantly turned red. It was indeed a little awkward for his lie to be exposed, but when he saw White Bones 'pitiful appearance, he nodded firmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely surpass Patriarch Zhan Tian and let the zombies and humans coexist peacefully. I will establish my own zombie country and surpass the gods and devils, so that the reputation of the zombies will spread throughout the entire universe.”
"Haha! Good! You're indeed worthy of being called a Dao Corpse. I believe in you, and I believe in the Patriarch, and I believe in you. This tomb contains the legacy of Patriarch Zhantian, which can help you cultivate and build a good foundation.
However, your strength is still too low, so there are some places in this tomb that you can't enter at all. Turn left from this tomb and you will enter a great hall. That is the real tomb. Only by refining the Heaven Battling Blood Pearl can you inherit this tomb. As your strength increases, you will be able to unlock the restrictions of the tombs. There are many things of my companions inside, and I believe they will be of great help to you.”
"Young man, I'm leaving. Remember what you said.”
Bloodthirsty nodded to Ao Xing. Suddenly, two beams of blood light shot out from his eye sockets and disappeared between Ao Xing's eyebrows.
Ao Xing was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. However, the two blood-red lights immediately turned into pure soul energy and finally fused with his soul. A zombie divine power, the Bloodthirsty Technique, appeared in his mind.
This Bloodthirsty Technique could absorb the blood essence of any creature and directly transform it into his own energy, which could help him advance.
However, Bloodthirsty had only inherited a simplified version. The true copy was only in the hands of Patriarch Zhantian. Once the real Bloodthirsty Spell was used, all the life essence and blood within ten thousand miles would be absorbed by the Spell Caster. As long as the creature was not above his level, it would die. It was extremely domineering.
"Thank you. I will remember my words. Rest in peace.”
Lifting Bloodthirsty up, Ao Xing was surprised. A skeleton weighed thousands of pounds. If Ao Xing hadn't reached the middle stage of the White Corpse Realm, he wouldn't have been able to lift it up.
He put Bloodthirsty in the coffin and then closed the lid. He bowed to the coffin respectfully. He didn't take Bloodthirsty's hand or the jade pendant from his mouth. He turned around and left the cave.
"War God Tomb? I hope you won't disappoint me."
Ao Xing smiled slightly and looked towards the direction of the War God's Tomb on the left. His eyes revealed a heroic spirit that looked down on the world.
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