In the huge empty underground palace, all the debris has been cleared, and the ground is covered with dense and mysterious hieroglyphs.

One cold soldier after another stood motionless on both sides of the underground palace like a sculpture. Princess Agu was in the center of the underground palace, constantly singing this mantra passed down from ancient times.

As the silver bell-like chanting sounded, Zeng Jian felt as if he had arrived at the legendary fairyland on earth in a trance, and a dazzling back that was impossible to look directly appeared in front of Zeng Jian.

Although Zeng Jian knew nothing about the myths and legends of the Great Mongolian Kingdom, there was a voice in the dark that seemed to tell Zeng Jian that the back that he could not look directly was the god who created the world in the Great Mongolian Kingdom legend - Changshengtian!

That is a real god! Even if it is just a blurry back, it still exudes endless pressure. The divine power is like a sea. If it were the other people in the Reincarnation Squad, they would be driven crazy by the endless pressure the moment they saw that great back. However, Zeng Jian was different. He once relied on his perseverance to break through the boundaries of mental power. He had previously experienced the spiritual artistic conception of the Great Mongol General Shura Hell, so he barely blocked the first wave of pressure. Despite this, Zeng Jian's mental power, which was far beyond ordinary people, was still as fragile as a rotten wooden board under the boundless pressure, and could be crushed at any time.

Princess Agu's chanting continued, and the radiant back that could not be seen directly seemed to have heard it, slowly turning around.

As Wei'an's back turned, the inexplicable pressure became heavier and heavier. Perhaps it was oppressed to a limit, Zeng Jian seemed to hear a "click".

This "crack" sound was like Mars encountered a straw. The mental power he had been struggling to support began to burn spontaneously, blocking the vast pressure with all his strength. What was even more surprising was that the mental power that Zeng Jian burned really blocked the unfathomable pressure as if it were the ocean. Of course, Zeng Jian's crisis did not completely pass. This situation was just a drinking poison to quench thirst for him. According to this trend, when the figure turned completely, Zeng Jian's mental power would have been burned out.

As time passed by minute by minute, the mysterious spell began to become more and more rapid, just as the figure was about to turn around.

The silver bell-like chanting that had never stopped suddenly stopped. With this sound, the radiant back paused for a moment. Instead of turning around, it began to become a little erratic and finally disappeared slowly.

Live... survive!

The automatic burning of mental power made Zeng Jian completely unaware that his thinking was just in a state of extreme chaos. It was not until all this was over and the mental power stopped burning that he regained his awakening. Of course, he did not realize that after burning and tempering, his mental power seemed to have risen to the next level.

The ceremony of communicating with the heaven of Changsheng was interrupted, and Princess Aogu, who was responsible for presiding the ceremony, was also backfired. Her pale cheeks and the rosy rays on the corner of her mouth had a kind of beauty that she said. At this moment, she was half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, but her face showed the smile of the hunter finally catching the cunning prey, and her red lips opened, "You can't hold it back at all!"

"Did you find it? Or, you have already begun to doubt me? Doubt that God is given to you?" The person who spoke was still Princess Agu, but the sound from her mouth was no longer the warm and gentle sound of the silver bell, but replaced by an indescribable strangeness and twisting feeling.

On both sides of the body, Princess Agu, who is like a saint, is still living in the body of a twisted demon crawling out of purgatory.

What made Zeng Jian even more strange was that the twisted and weird voice was exactly the same as Ying Caihong's voice!

A smile appeared on the corner of Princess Agu's mouth. The charm of that moment even Zeng Jian felt that the whole world was overshadowed. "Yes, you gave me a new life, but you also destroyed the entire Great Meng. It was you who deceived me, disasters, diseases, deaths, and the decline of Great Meng. Everything is because of you!"

The strange and twisted voice sounded again, "Everything is your request, right? You said you want the dead to return to the present world, even at all costs; you said you want the Great Mongolia to become the leader of all nations and worship from all directions, and you are even willing to sacrifice your soul for this. The 'Red Borealis' I gave you perfectly helped you achieve all your wishes. You only need a living sacrifice, and the dead can reappear in this world, without hunger, no disease, no injury, and no death. Such a perfect soldier swept away the surrounding countries, so it is time for my turn to ask for rewards. Your body and your soul, all belong to me."

"You dream!" Princess Aogu ignored the sophistry of the twisted voice, and the clear voice sounded again, but this time, even Zeng Jian could clearly hear that the volume of her voice had dropped by a certain level. It was obvious that Aogu was at a disadvantage in the war with the strange voice to control the body.

"Don't resist, your immortality has weakened, and he cannot protect you anymore. Accept the arrangement of this fate and integrate with me!" A strange voice rang out full of temptation.

As the strange sound fell, Princess Agu's pretty face began to twist uncontrollably, and a black air visible to the naked eye floated out of the "Red River Flower" in Princess Agu's hand surrounded her. Blue veins were like poisonous insects that were loomingly climbing everywhere on her face.

"You won't succeed! It's now, the ceremony is started!" Princess Aogu, who endured the severe pain, had a clear tremor in her voice.

With Princess Agu's order, the guards with cold eyes like robots pulled out the long swords from their waists and wiped them towards their necks without any hesitation.

The long sword stained with blood fell to the ground, and the body that had lost its head fell down weakly.

However, the blood that kept oozing out of the wound seemed to be under some control, gathered towards the same place and condensed into a mysterious hieroglyph.

Just as the hieroglyphs made with the blood of loyalty appeared, the black air shrouded in Princess Agu quickly dissipated like melted ice and snow.

"Do you think you can get rid of me just like this? Stupid! My slave, why don't you do it now!"

A strange voice sounded, and the old general who had been silent on the side suddenly moved. His eyes were full of hesitation at first, but soon the hesitation was left behind by him. He walked step by step towards the pictograms that shone with light, and every step he took, his aura was raised.

Princess Agu couldn't believe her eyes at all, and she exclaimed: "No! General, what are you doing? Stop!"

However, Princess Agu's words did not stop the old general's actions. When she was about two meters away from the hieroglyph, the old general whose momentum had accumulated to the limit took action. A long sword in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea, slashing straight towards the hieroglyph.

When the long sword touches the hieroglyphs, it seems to hit a solid stone. The long sword that has been tempered for thousands of years has turned into two pieces, and the shining hieroglyphs also fall apart.

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At the same time when the hieroglyphics were broken, outside the underground palace, the ground that had already been filled with soil by soldiers and buried countless living people suddenly began to arch upward rhythmically to form a small earth slope. The frequency was getting faster and faster, and the earth slope was getting higher and higher, and it seemed that something was about to break out of the ground.

Finally, the earth slope reached a limit. With a loud bang, the earth slope turned into a huge hole. An extremely huge fireball rose strangely from the hole. The fireball was clearly composed of countless small insects emitting strange fire lights!

As if he had been summoned in some way, this extremely huge fire ball flew straight towards the entrance of the underground palace, and behind the fire ball, countless earth slopes were brewing.

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Without the help of the mysterious hieroglyphs, the black mist that was already almost disappeared seemed to have been knocked on medicine and again enveloped Princess Agu.

Princess Agu's beautiful eyes seemed to have lost their soul, revealing endless helplessness and despair, and she muttered blankly: "Why? Why?"

It seemed to be to completely crush Princess Agu's will to resist completely, and a strange voice sounded a little sarcastic sound in Princess Agu's ears, "Do you know why your most loyal general did this? The strong prey on the weak, the law of survival of the fittest is because the strong have no feelings! I promised what he wanted most - eternal life! Unlike the principle of your unwillingness to give up on yourself, he readily accepted my proposal and chose to become my slave."

The silent old general nodded and spoke slowly: "I am already sixty-one. Although I am unwilling to admit it, I can feel that my time is too long. Watching my hair turn white one by one, my body ages bit by bit, and my feeling of waiting for death, you won't know that there is a tiger in my heart and a rotten wood. I am unwilling to... "

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Chapter completed!