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Chapter 419 Recovery

After killing Taro Murakami with one sword, Chen Hai focused his attention on dealing with the invasion of those strange black energies.

As the most ferocious sword in ancient times, with the help of Hongming's power, he could easily kill Taro Murakami.

It's a pity that with the help of this knife, he wanted to kill the strange black energy that was like living creatures, but he was still unable to do anything.

"After eating so many pigs, Hong Ming, haven't you always said how powerful and awesome you are?"

"What? With your little ability, you can't even destroy some power projected by an unknown existence?"

After slashing several times but still unable to cause any damage to the black energy, Chen Hai was speechless. He was very dissatisfied and asked Hong Ming.

"Boy, you know nothing. Let me tell you, this is the power of a great demon. Do you think you swallowed those inferior things before?"

"A three-year-old child, even if he is given a good weapon, cannot be a match for an adult."

"You are not strong enough and cannot exert the supreme power of Hong Ming, so how can you blame me?"

"If it were my previous master, not to mention the little power thrown by the big demon, even if the real big demon is in front of him, he can kill it with one sword..."

Being looked down upon by Chen Hai, Hong Ming was also unhappy, and he responded immediately.

"Am I weak in strength?"

"The previous leader of the Snow Mountain Sect, when he saw me using the power of fire, he spoke like a real person and almost fell down in fear."

"Except for some unknown entities in the real world, I have never seen anyone stronger than me in the real world!"

Chen Hai quickly spoke and retorted.

His own strength has always been something he is proud of.

Hong Ming laughed at him and said that he was as weak as a three-year-old child. Such words were obviously difficult for him to accept.

"Real person? Stop being ridiculous. In my era, if you don't become an immortal, who dares to call you a real person?"

"With your current strength, you are still just a mortal."

"It is said that thousands of methods lead to the same goal through different paths. Although I am not very familiar with this set of things you practice, any true method will definitely transcend the world and become an immortal or a god in the end."

"You haven't even taken that step yet. Not to mention the big demon, any real demon that comes out can slap you to death."

"Isn't it strange that you can't solve the problem with the little efforts others put in?"



His words were full of disdain, Hong Ming said via voice transmission.

After hearing what he said, Chen Hai stopped talking!

According to his guess, witches, demons, immortals, gods, etc. should all exist at the same level.

And he should have truly transcended into a saint before his strength could rival the likes of true demons and true immortals.

If the unknown being behind the bloody gate is really a great demon whose strength far exceeds that of a real demon, it should be excusable that he cannot solve it on his own with the power he puts into it.

"Hong Ming, the era you are living in has already been extremely long ago."

"At that time, what was the world you were living in like?"

"When you say that there are as many strong men as clouds, do you mean that there are as many immortals and gods as dogs and that demons and monsters are everywhere?"

After being silent for a long time, Chen Hai opened his mouth and asked tentatively.

Of course, when he was communicating with Hong Ming, the shield transformed by his flame power was still burning, blocking the black energy from his body.

"In the era I live in, the sky is round and the earth is round, and all sentient beings call it the great earth."

"Anywhere above famous mountains and rivers, there will definitely be immortals and gods occupying them."

"That little Xuanyuan is said to be the Human Emperor, but in fact, the land he rules is only a drop in the bucket compared to the entire prehistoric period."

"As for now, why is this world like this?"

"According to my guess, there should be a great change in the world. The entire ancient land was broken into countless pieces due to unknown reasons."

"The blue star you are on may be just a small piece among countless fragments."

"Perhaps the true world you are talking about is another ancient fragment hidden in other time and space."

"Because the two belong to one body, although they do not exist in the same space and time, at certain times, or when certain conditions are met, there will be some intersections between the two..."

After pondering for a moment, Hongming slowly opened his mouth and explained.

Although what it said is only its inference, if you think about it carefully, his inference is still reasonable to a certain extent!

In this case, it can barely be explained that it, which was originally in the ancient land, woke up from silence and appeared in the underground tomb over the Black Rock Reservoir!

After listening to Hong Ming's explanation, Chen Hai fell silent again.

According to Hong Ming, the so-called true world is not just a region.

The Gaotianyuan on the Japanese side is a fragment of the ancient world, and the rumored heaven and underworld in the Yanhuang Kingdom are, perhaps, another fragment of the ancient world...

Is this inference the actual situation? No one knows, and there is no way to prove it.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, Chen Hai felt that there didn't seem to be much problem with Hong Ming's idea in terms of logic, and it seemed that it really made sense!

"Hahaha..." At this moment, a wild laugh resounded throughout the cave.

Taro Murakami, whose head was chopped off by Chen Hai, did not know when his head and body grew back and he revived.

"As long as the Inugami takes care of me, I, Taro Murakami, will never die!"

"Chen Hai, even you want to kill me..."

After touching his neck and not feeling any wounds, Murakami Taro's eyes full of murderous intent turned towards Chen Hai again.

However, his words were only halfway through when he stopped abruptly.

"Noisy..." Chen Hai snorted coldly and slashed out with a knife.

The immortal Taro Murakami's head is flying again.

Even though he had his head chopped off, he was still able to revive and recover again. Such a strange thing attracted most of Chen Hai's attention.

This time, he noticed that the black energy surrounding him was always looking for opportunities to corrode him. At the moment when Taro Murakami's body fell to the ground, there were four or five black energy that flew past and submerged into his body.

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The environment in the cave is originally scarlet, and the light is slightly dim.

Previously, after Chen Hai chopped off Taro Murakami's head with a knife, he didn't pay much attention to that side.

At that time, would the black energy also fly away from him and submerge into Taro Murakami's body to revive him?

Since he had some doubts about this in his heart, this time, in addition to leaving part of his mind to deal with the black energy around him, nearly half of his attention was always focused on Taro Murakami's body.

After those few streaks of black energy submerged into Murakami Taro's body, it only took a few breaths.

His dog head actually flew to his neck, and then, the flesh sprouts squirmed, flawlessly re-gluing the two into a whole.

Then, a few more minutes passed, and Taro Murakami, who was obviously dead, came to life again and jumped up from the ground.

It's a pity that he, who is immortal, didn't even have time to say a few words. There were a few flashes of blood, and he fell to the ground again.

This time, when Chen Hai swung his sword, it was more than just a chop.

With several horizontal and vertical cuts, Taro Murakami's body was chopped into at least a dozen pieces.

This time, the same black energy left Chen Hai and disappeared into Taro Murakami's body.

The number of black energy is no longer just four or five, but nearly ten.

After several consecutive experiments, Chen Hai was finally completely sure that the more fragmented Murakami Taro's body was, the more black energy would be integrated into his body, allowing him to finally revive.

"So what about the power of the big demon? Who said I can't solve it?" After hearing this result, Chen Hai was overjoyed and said to himself.


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