Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Over the vast grassland, a hurricane condensed by black mist was heading southeast. Suddenly, a figure flashed past and stopped in front of the hurricane.

The person who suddenly appeared was naturally Tang Ning. He followed Yuan Mo all the way out of the castle and walked for a while until he appeared in this remote and desolate place.

The ghost general was shocked when he saw a foreign creature suddenly appeared in front of him. He hid in the hurricane formed by the black mist and watched the intruder vigilantly.

Just when it was confused, a voice came: "I am the messenger of the supreme god of death. Now I give you two choices, either cooperate or accept punishment."

Yuan Mo looked at the skeleton beside him in shock. The words came from it. Before it could react, Tangning gave it an ultimatum: "It has surrendered to the great god of death. Now it's your turn. Answer me." If so, are you willing to serve the supreme god of death?”

"Who are you? What is your purpose?" The ghost general's eyes flashed red, and a gloomy voice sounded in his mind. It was obvious that he did not believe what he had just said about the messenger of the gods.

Tang Ning said no more and appeared beside it in a flash. The dark substance in her hand enveloped it.

The ghost general's body immediately surged with cyan light, condensing into cyan ice crystals to cover his body, and a ghost palm attacked him.

As soon as the ghost palm, glowing with cyan light, came into contact with the black mist, it was like duckweed falling into the molten lava. The flesh and blood were absorbed in an instant, and turned into white withered bones visible to the naked eye. In the next moment, even the withered bones melted into the black mist.

The ghost general had no power to resist and was melted directly by the black mist that enveloped him. Not even the scum was left. Compared to the human monks, his strength was only at the level of the mid-stage god transformation, so he was naturally no match for him.

Tang Ning took back the dark matter. He originally had the idea of ​​subduing Yuan Mo, hoping that he would be aware of the current situation and take the initiative to surrender. This was not because he was soft-hearted. A living person is always more useful than a dead person.

Even if he could resurrect Yuan Mo by summoning the undead, he would only be controlling a puppet, and the effect would definitely not be as good as its active effect. Many things would be difficult to accomplish just by controlling a puppet.

It's a pity that this ghost general is so ignorant of current affairs. From his words, we can conclude that it is impossible for him to surrender to him wholeheartedly.

Tang Ning used her finger as a pen to depict a magic circle. As the light surged, the ghost formed by the black mist transformed the figure into reality and resurrected before her eyes.

Controlling the main body of Jiaozhi Fort was only the first step of the plan. More difficult problems were still waiting behind.

The first thing to deal with was how to reply to the original owner of Qinglin. He did not know the specific purpose of Chen Gu, the original owner of Qing Lin, in sending two men to Jiao Zhi Fort. He only knew that the two puppets were acting on Chen Gu's orders. As for inviting Jiao Zhi Fort The words of the Lord were improvised by him as a pretext to trick him out of the fortress.

The two skeletons may have brought an oral message to the Lord of Jiaozhi Castle, or they may have other tasks. Although the specific details cannot be determined, one thing is certain. If they delay returning to Qinglinyuan to return to Chengu, It will definitely arouse its suspicion.

At this point, he can only take one step at a time. Of the two subordinates sent by Chengu, he has only resurrected one, and the other has been completely reported to this world. In addition, he does not know the specific mission, and he cannot control the resurrection. The skeleton returned to Qinglin and returned to life.

After thinking for a while, Tang Ning made a thought and controlled the two undead creatures to fly away.

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In the leafy dense forest, a pitch-black skeleton stood sluggishly on the spot, as if it had been cast a restraining spell. A hurricane quickly descended from the sky and landed next to the skeleton, revealing Yuan Mo and Feng. Strange figure.

Not far away, Tangning's figure slowly emerged from under the empty treetops. The sluggish skeleton in front of him was the undead that left him at Jiaozhi Fort. The instructions he gave it at that time were to keep Heading east, I didn't expect it to stop here.

This place is about four to five hundred miles away from Jiaozhi Fort. From this point of view, once the summoned undead creature moves away from him for a certain distance, it will stagnate.

Fortunately, no one discovered this place, otherwise seeing the abnormality of this undead would definitely alert others.

Dark material poured out from Tangning's palm, completely devouring the undead spirit and the other skeleton, leaving only the summoned creature, Lord Jiaozhi.

These two skeletons have completed their functions, so there is no need to keep them to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After getting rid of his worries, he did not choose to return to Jiaozhi Fort, but controlled Yuan Mo to head north.

………

In the ice and snow, a figure sat peacefully under the glacier.

At this time, dark clouds covered the sun, and red snow flakes as big as goose feathers floated from the sky. After a while, the snow flakes turned into blue hail and fell overwhelmingly. The figure under the glacier was covered by hail, and the ice on the body condensed and spread, but melted again in the blink of an eye.

This person was none other than Tang Ning. Although he had only been in the Undead Realm for a short time, he was already used to the harsh climate of the Ice Age.

The hailstorm lasted for half an hour. The dark clouds dispersed and the sky became clear again.

In the distance, a looming light spot shot out quickly, and soon it was approaching. The person who came was none other than Aguda, the great elder of the Haiyue Clan who entered with him.

"Sir Messenger, who is this friend?" Aguda landed in front of him, but looked at Yuan Mo aside, thinking that it was Tang Ning's partner in the world of the dead.

"It is the leader of a nearby tribe. It is controlled by the secret technique taught by the great god. You don't need to worry about it. Aguda, what did you see in the north? Did you find the magic circle?"

Aguda respectfully replied: "Your Majesty the Envoy, to the north of this place is a desert area with no grass growing on it. Across the desert and further to the north is the sea. I don't know what is on the other side of the sea."

"I calculated the date. Because I wanted to come back to join you, I only walked in the sea for one day and then returned the same way. I didn't see the magic circle along the way. But when I passed through the desert area, I met a The undead creature looks similar to the one next to you, and its aura is stronger than it. If it is compared to its own species, it has reached the 'virtual state'."

The 'virtual state' mentioned by Aguda is a level in the classification of the strength of creatures in the spirit world, which is equivalent to the monk's virtual realm.

Tangning had previously learned from the Zhijiao Tribe's undead creatures that the Black Burial Desert was a barren area with no tribes stationed there. It was somewhat unusual for Aguda to encounter an undead creature that had refined its weak strength there.

The Void-level undead creatures are definitely considered powerful in the Northern Territory. How could they go to that inhospitable place in the Black Burial Desert?

Could it be related to the fact that Chen Gu, the original owner of Qinglin, sent two men to Jiaozhi Fort?

"Where is that undead creature now? What happened after you met it?"

"According to your instructions, I have been going north to check for news and clues. On the third day after entering the desert, while I was walking, I noticed something hidden underground. Only after I discovered and pulled it out did it reveal its true form. I wanted to get some clues from its mouth, so I asked in the language of the spirit world. I didn’t know whether it didn’t understand or was determined to die. I didn’t say a word from the beginning to the end. I originally wanted to search for some information from its body. So I killed it, but I didn't know that the secret method passed down by my family for generations didn't work on it, so I couldn't get any clues."

"Are you sure it didn't say anything?" Tang Ninghu asked.

"Indeed, he didn't say anything." Aguda was a little confused as to why he asked this, and looked at him with a puzzled look.

With a thought in Tang Ning's mind, she controlled Yuan Mo at the side to convey a message to it. His eyes flashed red. After several breaths, Aguda didn't respond at all.

Seeing that it was still looking at her blankly, Tang Ning felt like a flash of lightning flashed through her heart, and thoughts surged in her mind.

Aguda's performance clearly means that he did not receive the information transmitted by Yuan Mo. In this way, not all beings can receive information from the undead creatures, but he can receive information from the undead creatures. There is something worth inferring from this. .

Why can I receive information? What is the difference between it and Aguda.

There are two possibilities.

First, it is caused by the body structure of the human monks and the Haiyue Clan. If this is the case, it means that all races can receive information from undead creatures, and the creatures in the spirit world, more accurately, are caused by the Haiyue Clan. Physical differences are not acceptable.

Second, it is not a matter of surprise in the overall structure of the group, but because of its own particularity. This particularity comes from two doubts. The first is the existence of Xiao Zhan, and the second is the cause of the dark matter in the body.

"Aguda, did you hear anything just now?" After many questions flashed through her mind, Tangning asked again.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for being ignorant and not understanding what you mean." Aguda looked puzzled.

"I understand. It seems that you are indeed unable to communicate with the undead creatures. I have just controlled this undead creature to convey a message to you, but you have received nothing."

After hearing this, Aguda suddenly realized: "I remembered that the undead creature I met in the desert was indeed the same as it. When I asked questions, the light in its eyes flashed a few times."

Tang Ning said: "According to the information I have, the place we are in is called the Ice Age, and to the north is the Black Burial Desert. These two places are desolate areas, and there are no groups from the undead realm stationed there."

"If my prediction is correct, the magic circle depicted in the murals of your ancestor's underground palace was established in this place. However, it took too long and the sea changed, and the original plains turned into glaciers and snowy areas. In such a harsh environment, Even if there is no man-made destruction, the magic circle will definitely be destroyed."

"Lord Messenger, what should we do next?"

"When your ancestors ruled the world of the dead, they built a magnificent Death Temple here. There may be clues about the great god's avatar there. I plan to start from here and go to the Death Temple to take a look. I don't know what the main hall is. Does it still exist..."

After some discussion, the two left here and headed south. (End of chapter)