Ascension failed, the system took me away

Xiao Hao felt that he now had extraordinary power, boundless energy and blood, and endless strength.

The body of the divine fetus was crystal clear and glowing with divine light. The light became increasingly intense, as if the blood was burning.

As he swung his arms, his fists pierced through the polluted spiritual energy that filled the sky and earth, tearing open the demonic field composed of bones.

Countless spiritual energy descended from the sky like a river, pouring back into the body, like a downpour of rain from the sky, being absorbed by the dry and cracked earth.

The aura on his body seemed to add fuel to a fire, rising up, shining brightly, and his aura continued to rise.

Every time he raised his hands and feet, his blows collided violently with the armored demon cultivator, and the bone armor that was famous for its defensive properties was clanging.

The armored demon cultivator felt like he was facing a humanoid beast. The continuous punches made his armor vibrate continuously.

I was shocked and even more curious about this physique.

"With such a horrible physique, I don't know what will happen if I devour it!"

He discovered that after Xiao Hao launched such a powerful attack, his own strength showed no signs of weakening or decreasing.

Instead, it continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger, as if there was an endless spiritual vein in the body.

During the constant parrying, cracks had appeared in the bone armor covering his arms, and they were spreading continuously and were about to break completely.

Xiao Hao felt extremely refreshed. Fighting the enemy with a sword was never as satisfying as fighting face to face with real punches.

There was a bright light in his eyes, and he vaguely sensed some kind of information imprint from the flow of spiritual energy that was flowing back.

The divine fetus has two souls in one body, one fighting outside, the other comprehending inside, exploring the information that seems to be there and not there.

With the help of ultra-fast thinking, some tracks were captured.

That's the nine-style boxing technique!

It comes from the unique skills of the Lord of the Divine Court more than 20,000 years ago, which made him invincible in the world.

Unfortunately, with the fall of the Divine Palace, it has not reappeared for many years and has become a legend.

At this moment, the two of them comprehended the Nine Styles of the Imperial Fist from the inspiration contained in the spiritual energy.

The violent attack suddenly stopped, and Xiao Hao stood in the air, as if he had realized something.

The armored demon cultivator keenly sensed a subtle change in his aura.

The two red rays representing eyes on the visor flashed, and he knew he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise he didn't know how powerful he would become.

"Crash!"

Countless bone chains sprang out from him, spreading in all directions and piercing into the void.

Then it quickly shrank, the bone chain broke straight, and a crack appeared in the space at the end.

Huge mountains made of bones smashed through the space and were pulled out.

Suddenly, an atmosphere of corpses and blood enveloped the world.

The huge mountain of bones was like a living thing. The bones piled up in it kept swaying. The fire of the soul flickered inside the gray skulls, and the jaws opened and closed as if it was roaring something.

"Boom boom boom..."

The huge mountains of bones collided with each other, stirring up bone fragments all over the sky. Countless soul fires dissipated in the horrific collision, turning into sparks that were submerged in the mountain of bones.

Amidst the earth-shaking sound, a huge mountain of bones rose from the ground, with a long staircase leading directly to the top of the mountain.

At the very top sits a hideous-looking bone throne, and a strong aura of desolation permeates the air.

After the Bone Throne appeared, the world completely turned into a hell of bones. The spiritual energy was drained, there was no life, and everything was dead silent.

This place has been isolated from the Zhuiyang Realm and is like an independent world.

The armored demon cultivator stepped onto the long steps, and each step he took crossed over endless white bones. The soul fires of countless skulls roared under his feet.

The resentment was overwhelming and shocking, but unfortunately it was all suppressed in the Mountain of Bones and nothing could be done.

Hundreds of miles of corpses and millions of souls,

A trace of obsession abandons innocence.

Thousands of years of red dust, thousands of layers of refinement,

Just ask who is the master of the devil.

The whispers echoed in this deadly hell of bones.

The armored demon cultivator took four steps forward, and the end of the world seemed within reach. He crossed the long steps, reached the top, and sat on the bone throne.

It was as if the devil had returned, and the world became eerie and terrifying.

The huge mountain of bones began to move, pressing down towards Xiao Hao.

A force of destructiveness descends, trying to corrode all living things, leaving souls to silence and flesh to decay.

Only by accepting this power and becoming a member of the throne of bones can you have a chance of survival and live a life worse than death.

This is one of the unique skills of the White Bone Dao, the White Bone Hell.

Over the countless years, countless people have died here, including mortals, cultivators, and demons.

It is said that the mountains of bones are so numerous that even immortals cannot cross them!

The more people die in this hell of bones, the more powerful this world will become.

This unique environment isolates the spiritual energy and is filled with only demonic power. Ordinary cultivators who fall into this place will have a chance of death.

……

At this time, Xiao Hao and Wen Su, with the blessing of the awakening of the divine fetus, their super-fast thinking was brought to the peak.

It's already overclocked, and it has dual cores and dual standby.

The Nine-style Imperial Fist was disassembled, and one could understand the principles and theories contained therein, and sense the state of mind of the Lord of the Divine Court when he threw the punch.

Unity, harmony, gathering of people, self-reliance, indomitable spirit, struggle, wisdom, pioneer.

They could sense that this legendary Lord of the Divine Court seemed to be a traveler from the Xia Kingdom on Blue Star.

Because this idea was simply not something that could be fostered by the social conditions in the Zhuiyang Realm at that time.

It’s just that these ideas are somewhat specious, and they were probably changes made to adapt to the environment at the time.

Because it is the ninth form of the eight royal fists.

The name is - I am the only one!

Compared with the previous eight styles, it seems a bit out of place.

……

"Boom!"

The Bone Throne came with the huge mountain to suppress.

The world was separated, the spiritual energy that was like a river flowing back from the sky had disappeared, and only the power of the devil remained.

The divine fetus radiates endless brilliance, repelling other forces, like the scorching sun, immune to all attacks.

His gaze was as sharp as torches, and his left and right eyes showed slightly different intentions, and they once again entered a state of resonance in which they were in perfect harmony.

But there was no sign of new consciousness like last time.

He swung his fists, his movements were not fast, but there was a force that could shake the heavens and crack the earth when he raised his hands.

Every punch seemed to shatter the world. The space could not bear the weight and countless cracks appeared.

The huge mountain of bones shook violently, the bones piled up inside made crackling sounds, and the inside kept breaking into pieces.

"Just ask who is the master of the demon path?"

"Does your clan leader know that you are so arrogant?"

The divine fetus soared into the sky, facing the huge mountain of bones, and swung out with both arms, its fists were blazing and powerful.

Three punches are thrown, unyielding, struggle, and gathering of people.

It collided with the huge mountain of bones in an instant, but there was no earth-shattering noise.

Wherever the fist passes, the emperor's will is enveloping.

"O oppressed dead, I hear your unyielding echoes. Gather together, and I will give you the final struggle."

The soul fire that was suppressed under the bone throne seemed to sense something, and countless tiny flames ignited, emitting brilliant light.

The bone throne suddenly rumbled and shook continuously, becoming unstable and showing a tendency to self-collapse.