These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 662 The mastermind behind the scenes is shocked: What the hell is this?

The next morning.

Bone Demon King City, the Imperial Palace.

Today we were supposed to formally announce the establishment of the [Four Seas Alliance Dynasty], which would be formed by four major dynasties, with the Phoenix Dynasty as the leader of the four alliances.

However, this perfect plan of four-sea alliance was disrupted by an accident.

"This is roughly what happened!" Elder Ju Ke was very smart. He knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he told the whole story and conversation.

After he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

Because the truth contained in these words is too terrifying.

Especially the White Tiger and Black Tortoise clans, they were extremely shocked:

What this means is that if our ancestral graves are connected together, they will summon the ancient ancestors White Tiger and Black Tortoise?

Even the two great divine beasts of our Kyushu are just humble gravekeepers?
Our existence and our reproduction are just carriers of the ashes in "His" tomb for resurrection?
Thinking of this, the two leaders, Xuanwu and Baihu, couldn't help but look towards the Phoenix clan.

If we analyze it this way, among the four divine beasts, I guess only the Phoenix clan is not a gravekeeper, right?
Because of the special racial characteristics of the Phoenix, their ancestor the Phoenix formed an alternative type of immortal earth-bound spirit.

The Ancestral Phoenix is right before your eyes!

It's just that generation after generation has been reborn from the ashes and gradually lost their ancient memories.

Ning Zheng, as the Bone Demon Emperor, showed a sad look, "The meaning of our lives has completely collapsed at this moment! The continuation of our Bone Demon clan is actually just to fuse the ashes and revive the Bone Demon ancestor?"

Yan Shuangying, the palace chief steward, analyzed:
"According to this speculation, the battle was so brutal that only 3,000 demon gods were left. In order to survive, they parasitized their descendants. Therefore, most of the tens of thousands of races in Kyushu do not have ancestors waiting to be resurrected."

"There are not many of them alive today, so don't worry."

These words made some beings breathe a sigh of relief.

Moreover, perhaps some of the descendants of the three thousand demon gods have been exterminated with the changes of history.

It also means that their ancestral tombs have collapsed over the years and can no longer be resurrected in this era.

“But we can’t confirm which race is parasitizing the ashes of the ancestor!” Xuanwu Loli was completely awakened from sleep.

"Yes, the ancient beings have revived and are preparing to usher in the Big Bang Era of the Second Sacrifice Era. They want to rule the world again. We must be careful."

Then, this group of highly intelligent bosses began to frantically analyze the details.

And discovered a wonderful feature.

Embers, with different personalities.

All living things are part of the ashes, so the ashes tombstones (descendants) that were split from the original ashes also inherited the original ashes' personality during his lifetime.

Proud dragon clan.

Sleepy Xuanwu.

Warlike white tiger.

Peaceful Phoenix.

Is the character of their race like this because of the remnants of their ancestors?
Are they just flowers that resemble their ancestors?

The holy places of various sea tribe forces and powerful races present began to argue.

"Could it be that our personalities are all controlled?"

"Could it be that these are the remnants of the First Ancestor's split, subtly influencing us?"

"Damn it, I know myself as me, but who am I? Am I just a part of the ancestor?"

"We are just a bunch of trash who inherited our ancestors' personalities and were deeply influenced by them?"

Their crazy analysis stunned Ning Zheng who was listening nearby: It seems to make sense, they found hard evidence, they almost believed it!

Not only were they into the role, even Ning Zheng was almost into it.

But after a brief moment of confusion, the reckless Saint of the White Tiger Clan sneered:
"Humph, who am I? Is my personality influenced by subtle influences? I don't care. I want to take advantage of this great opportunity to evolve, evolve! Become my own ancestor! I want to be reborn once and become the original ancestor."

The words of the White Tiger Saint shook the hearts of the representatives of all races, "Why do we need to revive the ancestor of our race? I will become the ancestor of a new great race of divine beasts!"

"I don't care about their plots or whether they are resurrected or not. I will reach the peak step by step and become as strong as possible in this era. Any calculations can be broken with one punch!"

The White Tiger Saint Son indeed inherited the bravery of this clan.

At the same time, it also gives all ethnic groups strong confidence.

Indeed, the great era is coming, and they will also transform into a Kun in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, devour and evolve, and become their own ancestors.

"Everyone."

At this time, Yin Yuyao suddenly said: "According to our latest research, we have discovered a terrifying thing. After absorbing the blood and flesh of the sacrificed demon kings, their life structures will tend to stabilize and they will become new lives!"

what?
When these words were spoken, everyone was surprised.

Ning Zheng also showed an understanding look. He knew that it was impossible to hide it for too long.

Various forces have been studying the donated flesh and blood, and it is only natural to use it to study the latest Demon King.

It seems.

The amount of donated blood and flesh is starting to skyrocket!

Bai Xingling next door has probably stockpiled a large amount of goods during these few days and made a huge profit.

"Now, we have roughly figured out the logic of the entire evolutionary period."

Yin Yuyao said:
"After being infected by the Eternal Embers virus, the Embers enter an endless evolution, which is called the [Evolutionary State]. It merges, splices, and devours. The entire form is endlessly wriggling and deforming. It is indescribable."

"And to end this [Evolutionary State], you have to devour the flesh and blood offered to you. Then you can enter the [Fixed State], finalize your life form, and gradually turn it into a stable new life."

Donated flesh and blood?
Fix the evolutionary form.

Neither of them is a fool.

The donated flesh and blood may be able to calm this unstable form of super-devouring, solidify your current state of evolution, and enter a stable state.

"Buying large quantities of donated flesh and blood!"

A message spread quickly.

Moreover, they immediately began to establish various defense mechanisms, alerting themselves to the revival of the ancient ancestors, who might be enemies!

The back of the nursery.

Two remnants of the old era, the old man fishing, and the beautiful woman holding a child in the forest of yesterday, both looked silent.

"What's going on with the Three Thousand Demon Gods?" the old man asked. "Why didn't they take us with them? Logically speaking, aren't we also one of the ancient ancestors? Do you know that?"

"I" The beautiful woman was silent. They are the real leaders behind the nursery.

The ancestral tribe in ancient times, although there were no earth veins to take root in that era, there were still special embers that survived.

Some special magical powers allow their embers to be preserved.

For example, Phoenix.

For example, their magical powers.

But as the ashes of an alternative earth-bound spirit, he was in a daze for millions of years. It was a powerful ghost king who reawakened two or three million years ago, lived for millions of years, and came to the world.

They can say that they are no longer themselves.

It is nothing more than a new consciousness born on the ashes of the body of later generations, belonging to modern life.

"Why haven't we heard of the three thousand demon gods?"

"Could it be that they are secretly carrying out the resurrection without playing with us?"

"I never thought they would have such a sophisticated method and such a conspiracy."

"The Giant Shell Ancestor turned out to be one of the resurrected Black Hands. Do you still remember it?"

"I don't remember either. Although the two of us are Eternal Earthbound Spirits, the Eternal Embers of our time were flawed. We have forgotten many memories, and even we ourselves do not admit that we are the Ancient Ones."

"The Phoenix also lost its memory in this way. It survived from ancient times just like us, but it can't remember things from the distant past."

Ancient times are not the present.

Now, if you stick any ember on the ground vein, it will instantly become a permanent ember.

As for the fact that they have lived for two or three million years now?
It’s just the normal lifespan of the realm of transformation.

They don't fight, they cultivate their character, and they are still in their prime.

Unlike the saints in the realm of transformation in those times, who fought and killed all day long, of course they died quickly. Look at the royal family of the Xin family, they killed their own people, so fierce.

The lifespan of the four internal organs is eight thousand years, the three origins are eighty thousand years, the two phases are eight hundred thousand years, the one mind is eight million years, and it transforms me into eighty million.

But theory is always theory.

Because every injury you suffer in battle will accelerate cell division and consume your immortality.

In other words, the immortality of this cultivation system is very strong?

Heads are cut off and reborn at any time, and severed limbs are revived in a few seconds?
All of them consume the number of times your cells divide.

In fact, a Three Yuan Realm combat monk in a local city rarely lives for more than two thousand years.

But the master craftsman Xinyi Baishan, the spiritual farmer Doukouhong, and other technical experts who are at the Sanyuan realm alone have lived for tens of thousands of years and are still in their prime.

Living a long life in a non-combat profession is no joke.

"However, no matter how long we live, the world has changed, and our ancient friends have reappeared. If we are not careful, we may die."

"I don't know, do they still remember us?"

"Let's find a way to contact the Giant Shell Ancestor. After all, we were familiar comrades back then."

The old man fishing and the beautiful woman showed a hint of doubt.

They are one of the masterminds behind the scenes, leaving behind many hidden tricks. Who would have thought that there are other masters? Or are they our ancient friends?

This time we have to meet.

This is a bit outrageous for them.

It’s such a good thing, they didn’t take us to play with them back then!

On the land of Kyushu.

Bai Xingling was in an ancient secret valley, counting the flesh and blood that had been offered in his hands.

"This time, I'm going to make a fortune."

"I wonder what Master thinks?"

Master always said that I am the protagonist of my destiny and am destined to promote the great revival of the times.

But in the past hundred years, I have always encountered inexplicable bad luck.

He had to come and see his master.

The Master’s origins were mysterious. He was the greatest and most mysterious ancient being he had ever seen, and he still remembered the shock he felt when he first saw that being.

The time goes back six thousand years.

He was still a weak boy, who suddenly fell into a secret place and saw a mysterious scholar in white.

He was a painter who was painting a history book. On the book were myths from distant history, and each painting showed traces of his interactions with heroes from past dynasties.

"Who are you?" Bai Xingling asked.

He still remembers the light voice at that time, which struck his mind like a huge bell.

"Who am I?"

It was as if a great and holy spirit whispered in his ear:

"The immortals are my confidants, the ancestors of all races are my old friends, the nursery was once the old garden of me and the gods, the history books of the years were drawn by me, the human gods are my first disciples, and the struggle of the human emperor is just a game."

"The Great Emperor Changsheng is just a pseudonym for me when I founded the dynasty. Xinhuo was originally a flower in my garden, and Jiusui also learned painting from me."

“I am the companion of heroes in the long river of time and my friend of epics.”

The painter came over gently, stroked his head, and put a bright flower crown on his head.

“And now, the future king, Bai Xingling, you will be my second disciple, and you will lead the glory of the next era like a human god.”

Bai Xingling was extremely shocked.

Doomed!

So from that moment on, he firmly believed that he would become a shining pearl in history, dazzling and destined to become another great sage like Jiusui, creating an era.

And today, he came back to give his reclusive master some good news.

——The ancestor of all races is my old friend.

Master, something big has happened. Your good ancestors and friends from the past are still alive and have been resurrected on the eve of the Big Bang. Come out quickly.

Bai Xingling was very happy because he knew that his master would be very happy to see his old friend appear.

(End of this chapter)