Chapter 84 Prehistoric Shinto
It’s still that ancient battlefield.

"It's so scary!" Wu Songwen gently stroked the black coffin in front of him.

After joining forces with Le Sheng to seal the ancient corpse, Le Sheng's dream clone has disappeared, but this is not important. The deal has been reached and now all we have to do is wait.

As an expert in studying corpses, it would be natural that this ancient corpse would eventually fall into the hands of his Mingshen Sect.

If there weren't any unknown weirdness in the Tianduan Canyon, there wouldn't be so much trouble. I'm afraid his second body wouldn't be able to leave for the time being.

Wu Songwen sat on the black coffin, absorbing the breath of the ancient battlefield to sharpen the martial arts of this second body. At the same time, he was also thinking about another problem.

"If I can use this ancient corpse as my main body..." Isn't this more direct than studying the secrets of the ancient corpse's body!

The secret method of his second body was just an attempt and was not perfect. It was essentially an imitation of the way the souls of the monks in the Hell Soul Realm were transferred.

But unfortunately, the difference between warriors and soul cultivators in the Hell Soul Realm is too great. Everything for warriors is based on the physical body. Without this foundation, everything will collapse.

He refined his second body by dividing his martial will, and this was due to the special nature of the [Dead Zone] martial will. The will in the martial will was equivalent to part of his soul.

His original idea was to refine the martial arts of his second body to the level of his original body, and then combine the two into one in the hope of breaking through the current bottleneck.

However, the ancient corpse's body was too strong. Using this secret method, his martial arts would be crushed by the strength of the ancient corpse's body before his martial arts could merge with it.

At this moment, a long spear pierced through the void, and a general in golden armor squeezed in from the gap in space.

Taiyuan Dynasty!

Wu Songwen looked at the other person as if he were a corpse. The golden-armored general also stared at him and the black coffin under him. The two men started fighting without any communication.

In the entire Chongming Realm, apart from the battlefields between the two realms, the most intense one was the border battlefield between Yuzhou and Huangjizhou. The Earth Emperor had never given up the idea of ​​expansion, and Lingzhou was too sensitive, so going north to Yuzhou became his only choice.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the Zunwang Mountain Alliance, and if no one wanted to see a warrior who practiced the Emperor's Way put pressure on them, the war between the two states would have been out of control long ago.

The murderous intent emanating from the golden-armored general stirred the entire ancient battlefield. Funnel-shaped black clouds connected to the sky, and the gathering of wind and thunder seemed like the end of the world.

With a thrust of the spear, all the power was compressed into the spear as the war spirit pulled it, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at Wu Songwen's forehead.

The black coffin under Wu Songwen stood up directly. The spear pointed at the black coffin, and the surrounding ground cracked. The surface of the black coffin burst out with brilliant divine light, and killing distorted his will.

Although his second body had only just entered the Soul Melting Realm, his martial spirit was separated from his original body, and its strength could not be judged by common sense.

As the [Death Zone] unfolds, death, filth, and curses permeate the air, silently corroding the golden-armored general.

With the help of the power of the black coffin, Wu Songwen was not at a disadvantage even in close combat.

The ground cracked and all kinds of auras intertwined together. Gradually, Wu Songwen gained the advantage, but for some reason, the spear always gave him a very bad feeling.

The condition of the golden-armored general was getting worse and worse. His killing intent could not shake the opponent's will, but he himself was being eroded all the time, his blood and qi were declining, and his will was covered in dust. It was clearly the [Death Domain] martial intent, but why was the main body not death, but filth?

Wu Songwen never holds back when it comes to people from the Taiyuan Dynasty, and this corpse at the peak of the Melting God level will become the first collection of his second body.

The golden-armored general swung the black coffin open with a spear, and without saying a word, he pierced his own heart with the spear. From beginning to end, he did not say a single extra word.

Wu Songwen, who already had a bad feeling about the spear, immediately had a guess when he saw this scene.

Not a drop of blood flowed out of the heart pierced by the spear. Instead, a domineering will extended from the spear and merged into the heart of the golden-armored general. His aura rose rapidly, and the murderous intent dissipated, replaced by a will of supremacy.

"Emperor of the Earth!" As soon as the golden-armored general's body changed, Wu Songwen already had a definite answer. He was immediately startled and without saying a word, he ran away carrying the black coffin.

The Emperor of Earth, who was excluded by all forces, was able to firmly control the most vast Huangji Province, simply because he was strong!

Just like he would not show mercy to the people of Taiyuan Dynasty, Dihuang would not show mercy to him either. His second body was not like Le Sheng's dream clone, which he could throw away at will.

An extremely domineering imperial martial spirit rose up on the ancient battlefield, as if to suppress all things into submission. The foul power that was corroding his body was directly annihilated by this overwhelming power, but cracks appeared on his body, as if it could explode at any time.

"Hmph, you rat from the Dark God Sect!" The Emperor of Earth had no intention of letting the other party go, so he chased after him with a gun in hand.

Unlike Wu Songwen's carefully planned second body, his was a disposable item. His body at the peak of the Molten God level could not contain his power and would collapse after a short while.

"Emperor Di, don't go too far!" Wu Songwen was going crazy. If he could bully the golden-armored generals of the Taiyuan Dynasty with his martial arts and experience before, now he was crushed from all sides.

Run, you can't escape! Fight, you can't win!
"I have always been like this, don't you all know that?" Di Huang punched Wu Songwen who was desperately fleeing in the distance.

Wu Songwen wanted to use the same trick again and block the attack with the black coffin, but Di Huang changed his fist into a claw and wanted to snatch the black coffin directly. The two of them had already moved away from the ancient battlefield while fighting.

The space of this prehistoric relic is very large. It is different from the broken space formed by meteor impacts. The reason why everyone enters from the ancient battlefield is because the space wall broken by the meteor has not yet fully recovered, and it is easiest to enter from there.

After suffering a series of severe blows, Wu Songwen finally failed to hold on to the black coffin. His broken body flew backwards and smashed through the barren earth, the dome, and finally into the half-broken statue underground.

This is a buried temple. In the center stands a weathered statue with only the lower half of its body remaining. Not far from the statue is an overturned black ancient tripod, its surface covered with black rust.

Wu Songwen climbed up from the half-broken statue. His head was sunken and one of his eyes was missing, which made him look even more terrifying. The speed of recovery of the damage to his body became extremely slow, which showed how badly he was injured, and the Emperor of Earth would soon catch up with him.

"This is..." The mysterious force blocked his perception, but the darkness did not hinder his sight.

There are some incomplete murals on the dome and walls of the temple, depicting humans offering sacrifices to gods, gods performing miracles, and heroes defeating demons with the help of gods.

This made Wu Songwen think of some fragments in ancient history: worship, sacrifice, incense, and faith. This is Shinto!

(End of this chapter)