One pound of meat equals one attribute point.

Chapter 357: Ancient Oath, Return of the Kings

"It seems that you have gained a lot from your retreat this time, which is cause for celebration." King Qingyang restrained his emotions, with a smile on his face. He extended his hand and clasped his fists, and took the initiative to greet Su Heng.

"The King's injuries have recovered well." Su Heng smiled and nodded.

As soon as he spoke.

I felt that my voice was like a loud thunder.

The moonlight twisted and rippled in the air. The surrounding rolling hills were swaying back and forth, and large clouds of smoke rose up.

As for what King Qingyang seemed to say next, no one heard it at all.

With this body type, he's pretty good at fighting.

But daily communication is really too troublesome.

Su Heng thought for a moment and called upon the technique he had just created. A large black mist suddenly rose from his body, quickly shrinking and finally turning into a daily state of nearly four meters. He took out a set of black robes from the flesh and blood furnace, put them on simply, and tidied them up.

"I just had a breakthrough and was unable to control my strength. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Su Heng apologized.

"Well, it doesn't matter."

King Qingyang asked curiously, "I wonder if your cultivation skills are going well?"

If it weren't for the enlightenment tea given by King Qingyang, it wouldn't be as smooth as it is now. In addition, Su Heng never paid much attention to the cultivation method he practiced, so he didn't think much and answered truthfully, "I have gained a lot."

"Now the general framework has been built, but the specific effect still needs to be verified by myself after practicing to a certain level."

"That's good!" King Qingyang clapped his hands and was also happy for Su Heng. "There is no need to fear the changes in the heavens, and there is no need to follow the example of our ancestors. Our current path of cultivation was also taken step by step by past practitioners, and it is not necessarily a rule that cannot be violated."

"If you can find a new path, it will be of great benefit to all future practitioners."

"Yeah!" Su Heng nodded.

King Qingyang asked again, "What's the situation at Skull Plain?"

Su Heng replied, "At the moment, everything seems to be fine, there is nothing too bad going on."

"If you need help, you can always call me." Although he and Su Heng had not been together for a long time, their cooperation was quite pleasant. At this time, King Qingyang made a promise, and the promise of an old king was naturally very important.

Su Heng also nodded seriously and said, "Sure!"

……

The main reason why Su Heng stayed in Beiyuezhou this time was to protect King Qingyang, so as to avoid any accidents during the healing process. As for the many demons in Hunxi Mountain, the enlightenment tea, King Qingyang's practice experience, etc., they could only be said to be unexpected gains.

King Qingyang's injuries were completely healed.

Moreover, the energy in his body was ready to go, and it seemed that he was not far away from breaking through to the Qi Tian realm.

Su Heng planned to say goodbye and return to his home in Jiang-E. The myth battlefield, the underworld man's breakthrough, and the practitioners who came from all corners of the world as Su Heng became famous.

Although the Jiang-E seven states are peaceful on the surface, they are already surging with undercurrents, the collision of new and old forces, the threat from Changshengtian, etc. It's like a barrel of high-energy explosives that may explode at any time.

Under such circumstances, it is indeed not suitable for Su Heng to leave for too long.

After seeing off King Qingyang, Su Heng headed towards Baihua County in Jiangzhou.

On the way, he opened his attribute panel, looked at the lines of words on it, and calculated the gains in Longyuan and the next major breakthrough direction.

After fusing the dragon skeleton and devouring the many demons captured in Hunxi Mountain, Su Heng's current body size is close to 40 meters, and his weight has reached an astonishing 22,000 tons. A total of tens of millions of attribute points, part of which poured into the development of the "Blood and Flesh Furnace" talent. As for the rest, most of them were all used in the self-created skills.

The martial arts technique created by Su Heng was named "Eight-Nine Profound Art".

This technique is a pure horizontal training method, with a total of 72 levels. Every time you break through nine levels, you can complete an evolution in your life level. You will gain an extra talent from the outside world, integrate it into the current framework, and strengthen it.

Within Su Heng’s budget.

If this technique is practiced to the highest level, one should achieve immortality, comparable to the level of a star.

But in fact, due to the insufficiency of the current realm, even if Su Heng had plenty of attribute points, he could not deduce this path. In the initial budget, this technique should have nine levels. But in the end, it was not perfect.

Therefore, we can only take a step back and find a compromise.

But even so, if one could really practice the seventy-two levels of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts" to perfection, it would be very terrifying.

Even if it cannot be compared to a star, the life at this level is definitely a planet-level combat power. This is far beyond the peak of the current Great Zhou Dynasty's military power and has reached an unimaginable level.

Even Su Heng himself, the creator of this technique, could not see the hope of reaching the peak of his practice. This was because the resources and attribute points required for each level of the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique" were enormous and were growing exponentially.

Su Heng felt that he might have reached a dead end.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, when the Mythology Battlefield is opened, the entire Blood Realm will be his hunting ground. Kill all the monsters in it, and then he should be able to practice the "Eight Nine Mysterious Skills" to the entry level. If it doesn't work, he can just make some changes. ...

……

……

Su Heng began to plan for the next mythical battlefield.

at the same time.

Simmons blew the horn of doom, transmitted the coordinates, led the demon kings to return, and began to set off a wave.

Everlasting Heaven.

On a desolate and dead planet.

It was in ruins, blood was everywhere, and the parched land was covered with poisonous vines that ate people. From time to time, primitive volcanoes erupted, thick smoke billowed, and destructive pillars of fire shot straight into the sky, opening a terrifying scarlet giant eye in the sky.

In such a cruel and harsh environment, a scarlet mountain rises from the vast plain.

Zoom in and take a closer look.

Only then did I realize with horror that this was not the so-called big mountain.

Instead, it was a pile of corpses made of the carcasses of countless powerful beasts. The extremely strong smell of blood turned into a rolling red cloud and rushed towards us. Any creature that saw such a scene would instinctively feel fear and their legs would become weak.

But on top of this extremely cruel mountain of corpses, there sat a young figure with a slender body.

The man's body was covered with scars, his hair and beard were messy, and he had a simple piece of dirty animal skin tied around his waist.

From a distance, they look no different from savages.

The only difference is that this person's eyes are extremely bright, and he is looking into the sky, as if he is thinking about something.

……

Deep in the Eternal Heaven.

A huge warship that is more than ten kilometers long and covered with heavy armor, like a giant fortress.

A middle-aged demon man with a solemn face and scars on his face, who looked like a commander, looked at the lines of data coming from the instrument in front of him, as well as the bright light representing the ancestral world. He clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the instrument panel in front of him.

boom!
The dashboard shook violently and cracks spread across it.

"It's been too long!" He exhaled heavily, and a ferocious smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. "We have been wandering outside for too long. Now I have forgotten what my hometown used to look like."

"It's time for the decisive battle!"

He roared and gave the order, "Full speed ahead, target, the ancestral world!"

……

Changshengtian, another ruined world covered with primeval forests.

Nero, the young demon from the Hound Tribe, tightened his collar and took two deep breaths. The damp and rotten smell in the rain forest calmed his nervous mood a little. He held the stone that the elder gave him tightly in his hand and looked up at the cave in front of him.

Then make up your mind and don't leave yourself any chance to be afraid.

Just lower your head and go in.

The darkness inside seemed to become substantial, and a strong smell of blood came towards me, mixed with a few faint screams.

He walked forward in the cave, one foot deep, one foot shallow, with bone fragments crunching under his feet. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a flickering flame appeared in front of him.

Rounding the corner, the flames formed a continuous piece.

A ceremonial corridor formed in front of Nero, scattered with bones, and at the end was a raised throne.

A terrifying figure was sitting cross-legged on the throne. His body was red, and his muscles were like the roots of an old tree. Dense scars overlapped and finally formed hideous tattoos. The man was naked from the waist up, and wore black leather pants from the waist down. On his thick arms, he wore brass armbands inlaid with spikes.

At this moment, a human practitioner with a look of despair on his face was being held in the hand of this burly figure.

To be able to travel deeply in Changshengtian, this person must be a strong person above the earthly immortal. But in the hands of the demon, he had no power to resist and was chewed up bite by bite.

Until finally, the burning blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground, with a hissing sound, and the head was torn off alive, still on the ground, and rolled at Nero's feet. A pair of eyes that were still open in death, with pupils full of fear on their faces, looked at Nero.

"What's the matter?" came a voice from the throne, mixed with bloodthirsty gasps.

Nero did not dare to be careless. He half-knelt on the ground and presented the stone that the elder had handed to him with both hands. He bowed his head and said, "My king, we have received a signal from the Illuminated Tribe. The end time has come. According to the ancient oath, all tribes must respond."

(End of this chapter)