Strongest Villain System

2At this moment, the unknown creature with the blood eye acted as if it was facing a great enemy. It withdrew from the ancient path in an instant. Even the mist around it had dissipated significantly. A vague figure could be seen on the path ahead.    

    

Taking advantage of this gap, Gu Huang continued to explore the broken path. With every step he took, he could clearly feel the tremendous pressure from the path ahead. It was as if he had never stepped into this realm before.    

    

The burning flame of the paper money only brought him an instant. The surrounding fog and the unknown creature with the blood eye once again flew up. Gu Huang seemed to have understood the scope of the attack. The alms bowl above his head and the tattered kasaya on his body flashed with a faint light. The paper money was ignited once again. It forced back the fog and the creature with the blood eye once again.    

    

After three consecutive trips, Gu Huang advanced around twenty zhang, but just this distance of twenty zhang... It brought him endless danger. Moreover, he could instinctively feel that the power of the alms bowl and kasaya had been consumed quite a bit. It was virtually impossible to continue exploring the end of the road with the power of paper money.    

    

But there was no turning back now, and in the end, he burned another three paper money. He successfully arrived in front of a faintly discernible figure. It was Old Monk, who had passed away in meditation. His body had completely dried up, and his soul had completely dissipated. It was obvious that this kasaya, alms bowl, and paper money were left behind by Old Monk.    

    

Gu Huang walked up to Old Monk and gave him a Buddhist salute. No matter what kind of kasaya or alms bowl it was, they were all valuable items that Old Monk had left behind. It was only because of Old Monk's care that he was able to reach his current level.    

    

No one knew how long it had been, and no one knew where it had come from. Perhaps Old Monk was the last senior to step onto the ancient path before the ancient era.    

    

The fog ahead was thick and dense. Countless blood-red eyes appeared once again, causing Gu Huang to feel a shiver that came from the depths of his soul. If he stepped on the path before him, he would most likely die.    

    

However, if he didn't step onto the path ahead, he would never know the truth.    

    

For a moment, he was caught in a dilemma. However, Gu Huang glanced at Old Monk, who had passed away, and finally took this step without hesitation.    

    

In a single step, the distance between them was so great that it stretched as far as the eye could see.    

    

The alms bowl above his head emitted a faint light. Cracks appeared one after another on the surface of the alms bowl. The kasaya on his body seemed to be weathered by the wind. It started to erode bit by bit, and the paper money in his hand started to burn with a faint flame.    

    

The endless mist and the densely packed illusionary figures of the blood eyes seemed to have no end in sight. It was as if there were various whispers and unknown murmurs that bewitched one's mind, causing one to go crazy.    

    

Seeing the paper money in his hand becoming dimmer and dimmer, Gu Huang was determined to fight with his life on the line. The force that came from the side of his heart swept out like a storm, and the materialized golden ripples of his soul spread out in all directions. Countless mysterious seals appeared, filled with a terrifying pressure.    

    

Like a deep water bomb, it also seemed to have a chain reaction. The spiritual force tore apart indiscriminately, completely tearing apart the surrounding blood eye creatures and the fog that shrouded them.    

    

Like a blazing sun meeting the snow, countless illusionary creatures with the blood eye emitted crazy cries, which were extremely unpleasant to the ears in the ancient path.    

    

One thousand five hundred zhang.    

    

The light of the soul had torn open the path one thousand five hundred zhang ahead. However, the impact of the light of the soul had consumed most of Gu Huang's energy.    

    

Taking advantage of this gap, Gu Huang took a step forward. He saw many dead figures on the path of one thousand five hundred meters. There were mighty warriors from the Human Clan, experts from different races, and even different civilizations.    

    

Gu Huang inspected the dead bodies one by one. However, it had been too long. There was nothing that could be used or even identified, not even the items recorded in the text.    

    

Just like that, Gu Huang relied on the alms bowl, kasaya, and paper money. And the power of the soul has pushed another hundred thousand feet. And the pressure he faced was also becoming greater and greater. From the beginning until now, the illusionary figure of the blood eye... He saw a group of creatures with green eyes that had almost formed their souls. The impact of the Psychic Light could only force them to retreat. It could not be torn apart.    

    

However, the moment he pushed back the creatures with green eyes, Gu Huang saw another dried corpse that had passed away in meditation. There was a line of blurry words beside the dried corpse.    

    

Gu Huang didn't care about the burning of the paper money. In the end, he forced the green-eyed creature to retreat a few hundred meters. He had successfully arrived beside the creature in front of him. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. He was almost shocked by what he saw. This dried corpse still had some traces of life left in it. At least, there was still a wisp of Genuine Spirit that hadn't been destroyed.    

    

"The road is over... Trap... Retreat..."    

    

There were still some words left on the ground beside the dried corpse, but they had already been corroded. They could still be seen clearly. This discovery made Gu Huang even more certain that the dried corpse was definitely not dead, at least it was still alive...    

    

Gu Huang really regretted not bringing the Life Spirit Liquid with him. Otherwise, he would at least be able to revive the dried corpse. However, when he thought of the divinity of the Broken Path Little Tree, he cupped his fist towards Mummified Cadaver.    

    

Subsequently, his spiritual force formed a chain and dragged Mummified Cadaver all the way back. His soul body immediately activated its extreme speed, ignoring the pursuit of the green-eyed creature behind him and disregarding the mental exhaustion.    

    

Just like that, he dragged Mummified Cadaver all the way until the divine soul was exhausted. He returned to the short tree at the end of the short road. One could imagine how sad it was. The small tree was just like before. The golden leaves sprinkled down with divine radiance. It helped Gu Huang recover, and only then did it drag Mummified Cadaver back all the way to the bottom of the tree.    

    

"Brother Shu, this senior isn't dead yet. Please take care of him for a few days."    

    

"I'll make a trip back and help Brother Shu recover his life force."    

    

"Next time, I will definitely continue to explore."    

    

Gu Huang bowed towards the short tree. This time, it was all thanks to the divinity of the small tree. Otherwise, it was very likely that he would die here. There was definitely a big secret hidden here. In any case, Ancestor Jun was in charge of Hong Meng Heaven and Earth. He would bring enough Life Spirit Liquid the next time he came. He would definitely sweep through everything.    

    

The short tree seemed to understand Gu Huang's words. It trembled a few times, and a golden leaf fell into the depths of his divine soul, forming a golden shield of light that protected Gu Huang's body.    

    

At this moment, Gu Huang's mind jumped off the broken path. He had passed through the endless boundary of darkness, and the connection between him and the spiritual domain was getting clearer and clearer. It felt like a long time had passed, but he had returned very quickly.    

    

Be careful that his soul had returned to his body in the Spiritual Domain. The moment he opened his eyes, Gu Huang stood up straight and broke off a branch of the Tree of Life with a wave of his hand. It was about one meter long and there were fourteen green leaves on it. He took another hundred thousand drops of Life Spirit Liquid and over a hundred Life Spirit Crystals.    

    

He took out the kasaya and alms bowl from the divine soul. Through the restoration of the life spiritual liquid, the kasaya and alms bowl directly returned to their peak grade.    

    

Great Dao Immortal Artifact.    

    

It was enough to show that Old Monk was a peerless expert of the Dao Lord realm when he was alive. Now that Old Monk had passed away, the two Immortal Weapons had become ownerless items. Gu Huang naturally refined them...    

    

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