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Chapter 1937: The Art of Forgetting

Leaving the fallen leaf world, Ye Dong felt a kind of clarity, a kind of relief, and at the same time, there was also a trace of fear.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he had actually been affected by a change from the moment he stepped into the Fallen Leaf World. However, this change was so subtle that he didn't notice it at all.

The fundamental purpose of this change is to make any living being forget all memories silently.

However, what Ye Dong still can't figure out is that sense of familiarity!

It is a kind of familiarity derived from instinct, and it is definitely not something that can be affected by some external force, not even the terrifying existence living in the Fallen Leaf Realm can do it.

This familiarity is like the familiarity derived from blood inheritance when I first arrived in the blood world.

Taking a deep look at the Fallen Leaf World for the last time, Ye Dong knew that he would definitely come here again, and by that time, he would definitely understand all the mysteries here.

Just when Ye Dong was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, the old voice that condensed the years sounded in his mind again: "I will give you something!"

Before Ye Dong could come back to his senses, something like a memory suddenly poured into his mind.

If Ye Dong was not in the realm of Taoism at this moment, then he would have discovered that these things were actually some kind of Tao pattern, a type of Tao pattern that he had never seen before.

Just from the simple textures, you can feel a kind of desolation that has accumulated over time. It is not difficult to imagine that they have existed for a long time.

These Dao patterns kept moving and combining in Ye Dong's mind, until they finally condensed into a formula similar to combat skills.

Unconsciously, Ye Dong's entire mind was immersed in this mantra.

Because the spell recorded in this mantra far exceeds all the combat skills and spells he knows so far!

Whether it is the Nine Arrows Shooting into the Sky by the Human King Dayi, the Nine Heavenly Fighting Styles by the Great Holy War Nine Heavens, or the power of acupuncture points created by Ye Dong himself, there is no comparison with this kind of magic.

In short, in Ye Dong's feeling, this kind of magic has transcended the shackles of the realm and is above all magic. I am afraid, it is just like the magic cast by those gods.

"The art of oblivion!"

This is a combat skill that can make people forget!

However, it is not possible to erase the memory of life unconsciously like that terrifying existence did.

Ye Dong had a vague feeling that that kind of forgetfulness could not be achieved by any magic and combat skills.

However, the art of forgetting can use aura and hand skills to temporarily cause a certain life to forget. The specific forgotten memory and the length of forgetting time are determined according to the cultivation level of the caster.

It's a pity that Ye Dong doesn't have time now, so he just memorized all the formulas in his heart, and then resolutely left the Fallen Leaf Realm and headed towards the Four Symbol Realm.

The entire Four Symbol Realm has been completely shrouded in black mist, with screams overwhelming, and in the black mist, it is like a hell on earth.

I don't know how many lives have been swallowed alive by those transformed monsters with sheep heads and human bodies. After experiencing incomparable misery, they merged with the monsters and became part of this black mist.

The only ones who were not attacked by monsters were the Ye family, but they had been separated by the black mist. Even those who were tightly hugging each other had to be forcibly pulled away by a strange force. separate.

Every member of the Ye family is completely isolated now!

They couldn't see each other, couldn't hear each other, couldn't feel each other, and the feeling of loneliness as if they were the only one left in the world completely surrounded them.

This feeling of loneliness is even more terrifying than death!

In loneliness, people will gradually lose their mind, gradually start to go crazy, self-harm, or even kill themselves.

Gradually, those in the Ye family who have poor cultivation and weak concentration can no longer bear the loneliness that makes them feel desperate. Like Ye Hu, after letting out a painful roar, he used ten fingers on his hands without hesitation. Insert it hard into your chest, tear it open forcefully, and listen to the sound of blood flowing and the beating of your heart.

However, when he wanted to crush his heart and end this pain, the black mist that enveloped him emitted a magical power and forcibly stopped his behavior. The mist even brought With the power of healing, his injuries gradually recovered.

In other words, he can destroy himself unlimitedly, but he can never truly die!

Others are also using various methods to release this loneliness. Everyone is trapped in this endless pain of not being able to survive or die!

Only one person, the fourteen-year-old Ye Yu, actually sat cross-legged, forced himself to calm down, and really gradually entered a state of selflessness.

This was naturally done deliberately by Tang Xiao. He could imagine that the Demon God Ancestor absolutely hated Ye Dong's family, so the more miserable they were tortured, the happier the Ancestor would be.

Tang Xiao knew everything that happened in the black mist, and every time those sheep-headed monsters devoured a life, it was like replenishing a trace of spiritual energy for him, making the black mist he released more powerful. Richer and more pure.

This is the true power of the demon god, which can devour all things and turn them into his own use to improve his own cultivation.

As for the Seven Sons of Cangming, they became Tang Xiao's plaything to pass the time. Even the extremely powerful attack of the Seven Sons' Linked Hearts was under the influence of the incomparable black mist, and its power was weakened without limit, and it could not do any harm to him at all. s damage.

The seven Chifeng people have also discovered that all attacks by themselves and others are ineffective against Tang Xiao, and the tragedy experienced by the Ye family will be deliberately displayed in front of their eyes by Tang Xiao.

Although they don't care about the life and death of these mortals, the Ye family is different. They are Ye Dong's relatives, and they are the relatives that Ye Dong must protect even if he tries his best.

Therefore, Chi Feng nodded lightly to the other six disciples, and had already made a decision in his heart. He would self-destruct his soul and explode his power a hundred times a thousand times. Even if he could not kill Tang Xiao, he would still cause some damage to him.

Being loyal to the Lord is the only thing they can do.

Unfortunately, their thoughts could not escape Tang Xiao's gloomy gaze.

With that sarcastic smile on his face, Tang Xiao said contemptuously: "I really can't tell that you are more loyal to that Ye Dong than a dog. I am really curious about him now, what kind of person he is! "

"I will satisfy your curiosity!"

A calm voice that made the entire Four Elephants Realm tremble sounded from behind Tang Xiao.


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