klisemfg Chapter 230 Note
Chapter 230 Note
"Haha, of course we can make it in time." Ming changed the subject, "It's just a matter of how many people will die."
Ming clasped his hands together, and his suspended body slowly fell down to the center of the Black Flame Tower. Looking down, he could see the body of the sage coming out of the tower. The sage's naked body was completely wrapped in lava, but his hair was not affected at all, as if swaying in the wind.
The restless Black Flame Tower has calmed down. The only variable at this moment is the moment when the sage's body is born. The wounds on the Demon Lord's body have all healed. His breath has stabilized at this moment, and he looks as if he is in a dream. A golden spherical net spreads around him, covering himself and cutting off his connection with the outside world.
Ming was a little dazed. The Demon Lord's cultivation method was very strange. To improve their cultivation, practitioners relied on absorbing and refining the laws of heaven from heaven and earth. The same principle applied to soul power, heavenly power, and law power. The Demon Lord isolated himself from the outside world at this time, so where did the power to improve his cultivation come from? Even Ming didn't know.
Ming sighed lightly and shook his head, "I'm old after all." Thinking of Nie Li and the Demon Lord, who were outliers in cultivation, Ming could only sigh that his old-fashioned cultivation method was no match for these geniuses today.
A strange thought suddenly arose in Ming's mind, wondering whether he should ask the two of them about the cultivation method of the new generation. At this moment, a short and sharp pain pierced through Ming's head, and Ming widened his eyes in surprise.
"Stick to your own path!"
"What is this?" Ming broke out in a cold sweat, "Nie Li..." He quickly took out a brocade bag from the space ring, unzipped the retractable rope, and took out a note that didn't seem to match the size of the brocade bag.
The ink above says: Stick to your own path.
Ming was sure that this sentence had just popped into his mind out of nowhere. Could it be that this sentence was written just for this moment? But how could Nie Li know that he would encounter such a problem?
Ming felt a little guilty. He had always thought that he was an outsider in planning and deducing the future, but now he realized that even he had never jumped out of the game.
While thinking, the note in Ming's hand had been soaked with sweat, and the ink began to spread on Ming's hand. Only then did Ming realize that there was another sentence on the back of the note, which was: survive.
Nie Li's calm face suddenly appeared in Ming's eyes, as if he was saying the words on the note in front of him.
"Stick to your own path and live on."
Ming might understand the first half of the sentence, but he was not in danger of his life at all at the moment. He was the master of the sage's body, and he certainly could not and would not die before the holy war!
Ming's head ached and he couldn't figure it out.
"Do I have to go to you to ask for the answer?"
Ming stared at the note in a daze, turning it over and over again, comparing the two sentences, then he realized something was wrong, the two sentences did not seem to be written by the same person!
"How is it possible?" Ming recalled the scenes where he had taken out the note only twice. The first time was the day when Nie Li handed the brocade bag to him. After Nie Li left, he took a look at it. Inside was the complete manuscript of Ten Thousand Dao Roaring Dragon Art and this note. At that time, he thought that Nie Li mainly wanted to give him only Ten Thousand Dao Roaring Dragon Art, but now it seems that it is not as simple as he imagined.
"Were there any words on the back of the note?" Ming asked himself while pressing his head with one hand. Unfortunately, he did not have such detailed memory of that time. After all, he had other things to do at that time, so such an inconspicuous note naturally had no memorable points.
"The second time I opened it was just now..." Ming looked around. Everything was the same as before, even the Black Flame Tower was no longer agitated. Besides himself, there was only that person inside.
Demon Lord!
The Demon Lord had already entered a state of seclusion, closing his six senses. The half-smile on his face inevitably aroused Ming's suspicion.
"Are all the guys who hang out with Dao Zang so unpredictable?"
Ming thought with self-mockery and had to put away the brocade bag first. If what the brocade bag said was true, then he really had to pay more attention. If he did not participate in the holy war, this time, the entire Longxu Realm would be completely refined, and the many small worlds that depended on the Longxu Realm would be destroyed!
Ming will not let such a thing happen unless he dies!
Ming opened his arms and fell slowly backwards. The lava on the platform of the Black Flame Tower began to flow towards Ming, gradually covering his entire body. Ming lost the protection of the power of heaven around him, and the moment his clothes came into contact with the lava, they caught fire and made a crackling sound. At this moment, the sage's body burst into light and gradually floated upward from the center of the Black Flame Tower.
The power of the Heavenly Dao around Ming was completely transformed into the Law of Ming. The power of the Law was faintly connected to the huge energy contained in the lava, and the two seemed to be connected as one.
Ming lay steadily in the lava of the Black Flame Tower, with his hands placed quietly in front of his abdomen and his eyes closed.
His body temperature continued to rise, and the power of the laws in his body continued to expand, but his body had become as smooth as jade. The lava was constantly tempering Ming's body. At this time, a black shadow flashed past Ming, but Ming didn't care at all.
The iron chains danced around Ming's body, as if they had life. However, the chains were no longer as terrifying as before when they absorbed the life essence of the people in Ming City. Instead, they were like Ming's guards, protecting him and preventing any accidents from happening.
The runes on the chain flickered and disappeared, and it was obvious that they could not hold on for much longer.
Ming was lying there, but his mind was active. He knew that the Black Flame Tower had existed for too many years. Once the body of a sage was nurtured, the mission of the Black Flame Tower would be completed. By then, the seal of the Black Flame Tower would be lifted, and the collapsed Black Flame Tower would cause the Holy Emperor Demon Bones suppressed by the Ancestral Land of the Gods to become restless, and the Holy War would be on the verge of breaking out!
——What was the intention of the two people who left the Black Flame Tower?
Over the years, the Black Flame Tower has been like an hourglass commanding the countdown to the holy war. Once the last grain of "sand" falls, the bell will ring, and death will follow.
This is more like the death countdown of Shengyuan Continent...
Ming stopped thinking. The scorching magma had begun to affect Ming's mind. Now he only acted subconsciously, constantly moving closer to and merging with the body of the sage.