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Chapter 975 The Remains of the Rise of Divine Source
Seventeen days have passed since Su Ming stepped into the secret room.
This secret room is not on the ground, but under the many attics of the Yu family, in the majestic underground palace. This underground palace has been built for tens of thousands of years and is the most secret place of the Yu family.
At this moment, deep inside the underground palace, outside Su Ming's secret room, there were two huge stone doors intertwined with each other, forming a formidable door that was dozens of feet in size.
There are many blood-colored runes on this door. These runes emit strong fluctuations in the dark. Even if the realm attacks with all its strength in the later stage, it will be difficult to destroy this stone door in a short time.
Now outside the stone gate, the thirteen elders of the Yu family are sitting respectfully cross-legged and meditating outside, as if they are guardians. Their enthusiasm for the ancestor of the Yu family makes them willing to sacrifice their lives for this protection.
If anyone dares to break in at this time, they will face the crazy attacks of these thirteen old men.
In addition to these 13 people, Yurou sat beside her. Her expression was always elegant and she sat there silently. She looked completely different from the Thirteenth Elder. Her beauty was in contrast to the gloomy and decayed Thirteenth Elder. Out of place.
"Ancestor has been in seclusion for seventeen days... Nothing will go wrong, right?" After seventeen days of waiting, the thirteenth old man couldn't help but feel anxious secretly. After all, Su Ming only said he would be in seclusion for a few days.
"Shut up, the ancestor is so powerful that he can have any problems with his old man. This is obviously because the ancestor is absorbing the apostle's vitality in order to better have a new body." Someone next to him immediately scolded him, and it was obvious that this scolding The person's status was slightly higher, which made the old man who had just spoken worriedly bow his head and become silent.
"Not necessarily!" A vicissitudes of voice came slowly from the mouth of another skeleton-like old man on the side.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences if the ancestor failed to seize the body?"
"This is impossible. With the ancestor's cultivation and tens of thousands of years of preparation, there is no way it will fail."
"Yes, what Nandai said is possible. What if... it fails?"
"If it fails, then the person who appears in front of us will not be the ancestor, but the previous apostle!" Many of the 13 people flashed their eyes at the same time and sent spiritual thoughts to each other.
Only Yurou was far away, quiet and didn't hear anything.
During this long wait, amidst the slowly growing hesitation and speculation, another three days passed.
It had been 20 days since Su Ming stepped into the secret room. On this day, at dusk outside the underground palace, a gentle breeze was caressing the trees, and when the trees were swaying, there was a sudden roaring sound that echoed dullly in the underground palace.
The appearance of this voice immediately caused the thirteen old men to quickly raise their heads one by one, looking intently at the door of the secret room. Their bodies even stood up from their cross-legged postures and knelt down.
The roaring sound came from the door of the secret room. It was the sound of the door being slowly opened from the inside. As the roaring sound became more intense, gradually, a gap opened in the middle of the door.
The gap was getting bigger and bigger, and when the stone door was about to be completely opened in a moment, the thirteen old men immediately spoke respectfully regardless of their inner guesses.
"I'll wait, meet the ancestor!"
With a bang, the stone door opened completely, and it was pitch black inside. The green candlelight in the underground palace seemed to penetrate deep into the darkness inside the stone door, but was actually blocked outside the door, as if there was an invisible force inside. Stop all light from coming.
In this darkness, the sound of footsteps gradually came and echoed throughout the underground palace. The footsteps were neither fast nor slow. After a few breaths, Su Ming's figure appeared in the stone door and was revealed in front of everyone. His footsteps After a pause, he did not continue to walk out.
He stood in the darkness, and a dim green light a step away shrouded his surroundings, allowing Su Ming to see clearly. However, when people outside looked at Su Ming, they could only see blurry things.
Facing the words of the thirteen old men, Su Ming did not respond at all. He stood in the darkness, his eyes sweeping over the thirteen people. At this moment, there was deathly silence all around.
It seemed that even the sound of breathing had disappeared, causing a depressing feeling to gradually emerge while the place was dead silent. The thirteen old men felt this feeling extremely strongly. They knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads, but they You can feel the contraction of the sweat pores on your body, which is an instinct before encountering danger.
Precisely because they did not raise their heads, the feeling was stronger. They felt an extremely evil aura emanating from the stone door, a perfect blend of domineering and feminine.
This aura is ever-changing and unpredictable. When it is domineering, it seems to be able to destroy all living beings. When it is feminine, it is like a vortex of mud. Once you step into it, you will never be able to climb out.This made these thirteen old men hesitate and unable to clarify their inner speculations.
Among the tension among these 13 people, Yurou remained calm on the side, but this was just an appearance. In fact, her body was trembling slightly, but it was not obvious.
It was not until ten breaths later that this aura gradually dissipated. At the moment when the thirteen old men secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Su Ming took the last step and walked from the darkness into the light.
His body was completely exposed, with long gray hair, white gown, and a handsome, almost enchanting face, carrying a trace of endless vicissitudes of life. This vicissitudes of life seemed not to belong to him, but for some reasons, short-lived. Remains remained on him.
This breath of vicissitudes of life cannot be deliberately created. Without sufficient precipitation over the years and seeing through all the illusions, it will definitely not exist in people who have not experienced this.
This vicissitudes of life instantly shook the hearts of the thirteen old men. The decay on their bodies seemed to be too weak in front of Su Ming's aura of vicissitudes of life, and they were not even worthy of being called old.
When the thirteen old men were shaken, Su Ming looked over. His eyes were as calm as a pool of water. However, if anyone looked carefully, they would immediately get lost in the depth of his eyes. It is deeply hidden and contains a feeling that makes people believe it involuntarily, as if... under the gaze of these eyes, everything the other party says can be believed.
This is... the power that exists as long as you believe. This is the insight Su Ming got from that sentence from the Three Heavens. After this insight was merged with Su Ming's fantasy of the sun, moon and stars, it became what Su Ming could almost do at this moment. It is said to be the most powerful and mysterious magical power.
Once this technique is used, the situation will change and the world will be darkened.
"Do you believe me?" Su Ming said calmly. He had just recovered from the strange scene in his mind. The vicissitudes of life remained on his body. The figure of the white-haired man also remained in his mind, even in his body. In his eyes, there was still the sadness that the white-haired man had when he looked towards the sky.
This vicissitudes of life, this figure, this sorrow, everything that remains in Su Ming's body now explodes invisibly with Su Ming's words, causing the void in the underground palace to distort, and the fluctuations to spread, spreading to the surroundings in an instant, covering it in an instant The entire underground palace.
His voice carried a strange power, and when it reverberated, it even caused the green candle here to shake violently.
Even at this moment, Su Ming's appearance seemed to have changed, giving people a vague feeling. It seemed that Su Ming at this moment had turned into a white-haired man, standing in the crumbling world with his hands behind his back. Looking down at the sky.
This is not Su Ming's power, this is the remnant of Su Ming's enlightenment. It can even be said that Su Ming borrowed the power of the white-haired man, who could condense the power of a man with terrifying supernatural powers by leaving only one sentence behind. .
This kind of borrowing can only be done by Su Ming at this moment. In addition, even if he realizes it again, he cannot do it again, because after the realization ended, the sentence disappeared into the Three Doors. Within a day, it dissipated in the heaven and earth, and returned to the years that belonged to it.
Unless Su Ming can truly realize it completely, at this moment, he will have the strongest magical power.
The thirteen cultivators were all old men in the late stages of the realm. At this moment, their hearts and minds erupted with a strong and indescribable roar. In this roar, their ears, their minds, and their souls were all stirred up. heard Su Ming's voice.
This voice carries an air of unquestionability, an arrogance that makes even the heaven and earth surrender, even the sky bows its head. In front of it, all sentient beings who dare not obey will be instantly destroyed regardless of their cultivation.
Under this roar, all the thirteen old men spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their seven orifices were bleeding. Their bodies were rolled up, and they retreated hundreds of feet in a row. Their faces were pale, and their expressions were horrified. Contains a flame.
It was... a purple flame, a flame even more fanatical than when he met the ancestor of the Yu family.
Even Yu Rou, at this moment, spurted out blood under the explosion of Su Ming's remaining aura, and her body continued to retreat. Her tranquility was no longer, her elegance disappeared, and everything in her mind... They were all torn apart at this moment and forcibly merged into one idea.
That's following Su Ming's wishes!
Purple flames also appeared in her eyes!
"Believe..." Yurou breathed rapidly, and as she murmured, the thirteen old men also let out fanatical roars at this moment.
"Believe!!"
"believe!!!"
The reverberation of the thirteen voices caused countless echoes in the underground palace. As they continued to spread, there was an illusion that the underground palace was shaking.
Following their words, Su Ming's eyes slowly closed, and the remaining breath on his body also disappeared, and his figure was no longer blurred.
"Your power is to make people believe from the bottom of their hearts... This power is in my hands, and what I choose is... to make people have to surrender!" Su Ming opened his eyes, with a strange look on his face, and the light in his eyes gave A feeling of endless depth.
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The bald crane looked at the starry sky sadly, grabbed its bare body, and tried to grab some hairs, but it didn't...
It could only squeeze its eyes towards the starry sky, wanting to shed tears by itself.
"Fellow Taoists, your favorite Grandpa He... ah no... Anyway, I haven't appeared for a long time. Let's discuss it and give you some monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. This is more important than the crystal stone, so I can use it to threaten you. Fatty...please please..."
(End of this chapter)