"The number is astonishing?" Su Bai frowned and glanced around.
"The number of these spirits doesn't look amazing, does it?"
Su Hanyue said: "His memories are all about the sea of sacrifice to the gods a long time ago. Maybe some kind of change has occurred?"
Su Bai nodded lightly, and then no longer cared about the existence of these spirits. The group continued to explore the fourth realm, looking for possible poison gardens, and also trying to find a certain opportunity.
However, just when Su Bai was not going to pay attention to these spirits, the curse mark with the word "death" between his and Su Hanyue's eyebrows suddenly flashed a faint light.
Immediately afterwards, the wandering spirits within hundreds of millions of miles around seemed to sense something and rushed towards Su Bai and Su Hanyue!
"What's going on? Why are these spirits suddenly flying towards us?" Poison Curse asked in confusion.
Su Bai immediately communicated with Su Hanyue: "It's coming for the two of us, and it has something to do with the curse seal between our eyebrows!"
Su Hanyue nodded and responded via voice transmission, "I also noticed it."
But the two of them did not say these words openly in front of the curse.
In an instant, hundreds of spirits flew in front of them, but they did not last for more than an instant before they were all wiped out by Alchemy.
A group of supreme and saint-level spiritual bodies are like ants in front of alchemy, without any resistance.
However, more and more such spirits are swarming in, and the number is getting more and more astonishing!
Thousands...tens of thousands, and they keep coming...seemingly endless!
Although spirits of this strength are not worth mentioning, their large numbers are enough to cause qualitative changes!
At this moment, Su Bai realized that what Poison Curse said was not false. The number of spirit bodies in this fourth level was really astonishing!
I didn't think it was much before, just because they weren't concentrated.
Fortunately, the strength of several people is also quite good.
Su Bai, Su Hanyue, Poison Curse, Alchemy and the Dragon Man Ancient Corpse, combined together are equivalent to the combat power of five extraordinary gods!
No matter how many of these spirit bodies there are, they are not enough. As many as they come, they will be chopped off. And these spirit bodies that are chopped off are all absorbed by alchemy and turned into their own energy. Alchemy is a joy!
The strength of the spirit body is indeed not strong, but it is better to have enough power!!
If he can absorb tens of thousands of spiritual bodies, his cultivation level can also increase.
"Damn it, can't we kill him all?" Poisonous Curse said impatiently.
Even though they can kill a large number of these spirit bodies with any attack, there are still more spirit bodies coming together, as if there is no end at all!
This is also annoying.
Both Su Bai and Su Hanyue were extremely sure that these spirits were coming towards them because of the curse mark with the word "death" between their eyebrows.
"Is there any contract between Ancestor Fengtian and these spirits?" Su Bai secretly wondered, if there wasn't some special contract, why would these spirits attack them like moths to a flame?
With such a raging offensive and such an astonishing number, ordinary supernatural powers can't resist it!
The qualitative changes caused by quantitative changes are also astonishing enough, just like ants, although they are weak, but if the number reaches a certain level, even giant elephants are no match for them.
The earth shook, and cracks appeared in the void at this moment.
There was a cold voice, coming from the void, incomparably cold.
"But after struggling for billions of years, he still hasn't been able to walk out of this sea of sacrifices to the gods alive? Forget it, I will return his last favor to him today."
A sword light split open the void, followed by a figure sitting on the Frozen Throne, appearing in the void tens of millions of miles away from Su Bai and the others.
This figure was wearing a pale golden dragon robe and looked like a divine monarch. His face was handsome and cold as frost, his skin was so white that he looked sickly, and he was playing with a dagger in his hand.
His whole body was entangled in the aura of darkness, and his eyes were burning with black flames.
Su Bai suddenly sensed the existence of this person, and even more aware of the astonishing dark origin energy contained in his body!
With such a rich source of darkness, even if this person is not from the Chaos Prison Clan, he definitely has some huge connection with the Chaos Prison Clan!
And this person's aura is as deep as the ocean!
Su Hanyue and Poison Curse followed closely and looked at this person. They couldn't understand this person's state.
"This person is different from the Chaos Prison Clan I have seen before. He doesn't seem to be a pure Chaos Prison Clan!" Su Hanyue said.
Su Hanyue's words reminded Su Bai.
The state of the person in front of me is more like that of a Heavenly Clan.
After cultivating the source of darkness, he introduced the source of darkness into his body, thereby controlling the power of darkness!
On the throne, this figure looked at Su Bai and his party with an indifferent and overlooking look.
"One second realm, three first realms, and one... slightly weird. With such a lineup, it's no wonder that his ancestor Fengtian died."
Su Hanyue stood up, without any fear at all. She pointed at the person in front of her and shouted: "Who are you?"
Hearing this, the man chuckled and said, "Why, no one knows my name in this era? I am called the Throne Martial Emperor!"
Hearing this name, Su Hanyue seemed to have thought of something.
Su Bai looked at Poisonous Curse and said through the message: "In the sea of consciousness of the person you are seizing the body, can't you find the memory of this throne of the Martial Emperor?"
Poison Curse shook his head, "It should be the group of memories that are forbidden and protected."
Su Hanyue was stunned for a while, and finally remembered the name of Emperor Wu of the Throne.
"Six billion years ago, the God Emperor of the Diguan Bihai Divine Dynasty, the one who held the throne?" Su Hanyue asked doubtfully.
Hearing this, Emperor Wu smiled and said, "Some people still remember me, but it's not that sad anymore!"
Su Hanyue quickly explained to Su Bai the origin of the Throne Martial Emperor.
"This guy was the monarch of the Bihai Divine Dynasty, one of the three great dynasties of the Imperial Pass five billion years ago. He was expelled from the Imperial Pass because he was involved with the Chaos Prison Clan and practiced the Dark Source Qi throughout his reign."
"Later, when this person left the Imperial Pass, he refined all the creatures in the three great worlds of the Imperial Pass. He completely angered a certain big shot in the Imperial Pass and was hunted down to the Sea of Sacrifice to the Gods. Later, there was no further explanation..."
"And this person's original cultivation was at the seventh level of extraordinary spiritual communication!"
When he heard this last sentence, Su Bai suddenly felt dizzy.
Extraordinary spiritual communication, the seventh realm?
Isn’t that the pinnacle of extraordinary spirituality!?
What can you use to fight such an opponent?
The five of them put together are probably not enough to fill each other's teeth!
Hearing this, the Throne Martial Emperor smiled and said calmly: "Those are all things of the past and are not worth mentioning! I was chased by that Lord all the way, and I lost my source and fell into the realm along the way. I have long since lost my original realm.