1047: Chapter 511: Foreign Evil Spirit_3 1047: Chapter 511: Foreign Evil Spirit_3 “I just happened to have so small tricks to deal with these ancient deities, but I can only protect myself; I really don’t have the ability to confront that Mountain God and rescue all our people.”
He continued, “Although the cultivators of my clan who entered this place have committed the sins of greed and obsession, their cris are not worthy of death.
And I suspect that this thing is not the Norton Mountain God at all, and its impersonation must be hiding malicious intent!”
“If we don’t deal with this fellow, it won’t let us go.”
Santa finally nodded, “What you said makes so sense.
Let’s go and et it to see what kind of demons and ghosts dare to steal the position of the Mountain God!”
Owen Bertram imdiately said, “Predecessor is wise!”
As for the people of the Righteous Alliance, Winston and Oliver Archibald have now lost their “ambition” and don’t care about them anymore.
As soon as they solve the so-called “Mountain God,” the divine restraints on their bodies will naturally be broken.
Whether they imdiately escape or stay in the Ancient Annihilation Domain to continue hunting for cultivation resources is up to them to choose.
Master Owen guessed that most of these people would choose the latter.
The four of them flew together.
Santa was truly awe-inspiring, dragging a long tail of flaming light behind him, moving at an incredible speed and with an easy deanor.
As they approached the Mountain God Temple, even Oliver Archibald, who had the lowest cultivation, gradually felt the unrest around the temple!
“It’s afraid of Predecessor!” Owen Bertram’s flattery ca at the right ti.
Although Santa snorted disdainfully, he still enjoyed the praise.
Boom——
The Mountain God Temple flipped again, and this ti its transformation was even greater: the walls, roof, and ground were covered with densely-packed divine texts that writhed and twisted – these divine texts didn’t give off a magnificent aura but appeared extrely bizarre and gloomy, resembling twisted, fat worms!
It was broad daylight, but there were three blood-red lanterns hanging inside the Mountain God Temple!
Any normal person standing here would surely think they had mistakenly entered so evil Ghost Zone, where there might be a beautiful and passionate ghost lady or fox spirit coveting the handso face of the Scholar.
Only the Mountain God Temple itself knew that it had been forced to use all its power – even more than when its Light Flower Mark had been inexplicably erased!
After all, during that incident, the opponent seed even more powerful but had an overly arrogant attitude; anwhile, this ti’s opponent was clearly targeting it.
The Mountain God Temple was fully prepared, with not a single noise in the surrounding void, creating an incredibly oppressive atmosphere.
Suddenly, in the temple’s perception, a huge flaming teor approached rapidly, and the powerful Spirit Fire Power instantly tore apart the temple’s control over everything around it.
Boom!
The massive flaming teor crashed outside the Mountain God Temple, and terrifying flas surged up in nine consecutive waves, resembling clouds and sea waves.
Subsequently, the layers of flas fell and condensed into a huge flaming lotus platform from which Santa stood up.
Innate Spirits made an appearance, both magnificent and high-level!
Master Owen watched, nodding his head continuously.
This entrance alone demonstrated the forr prosperity of the cultivation era and the current gap.
Master Lane, think about it, is your grand entrance as a Seventh Level practitioner even comparable to the Innate Spirits’?
As for Master Owen himself…
low-key, let’s just continue being low-key.
Santa swept his fiery eyes across the area and snorted coldly, “As expected, a sinister and strange fellow.
When you see , why don’t you just surrender and submit?!”
Countless divine texts with whispers like private conversations crawled up from the ground, intending to turn into a tide and extinguish Santa’s flas!
The Mountain God Temple didn’t reply, but its actions showed its attitude.
Santa was furious, “What a wicked thing!
What audacity!”
He slamd his Fire Staff on the ground, and a fan-shaped wave of fire rushed towards those divine texts.
The two sides collided, instantly forming a clear “fire line,” like hot oil eting ice water, sizzling and continuously bursting open.
Each side’s power represented a different “Rule.”
Santa exclaid in doubt, his fiery eyes opening wide as he carefully examined the Mountain God Temple: he believed he wouldn’t make a mistake, as this temple had a relatively low level of existence and should be beneath him.
But why was it able to equal his power?
“Hmph!” He snorted coldly again, “You hiding creature, let tear off your disguise completely!” Before his words even finished, liquefied golden-red flas began flowing amidst his flaming hair, causing the scorching power of the void to surge rapidly.
Those liquid-like flas spread over the divine texts, subrging and burning them, stripping away so kind of “illusion” on their surface – the so-called divine texts revealed their true form.
The ground was crawling with various strange “creatures” that looked like crabs, earthworms, and even cockroaches…
They were bizarre creatures that combined countless dark, mysterious, and evil elents!
Each one was different, only the size of a fist, and there were so many of them that they made one’s scalp tingle!
After these things had torn off their so-called “divine text” disguise, they exhibited their true power.
They all let out a strange, whispery noise and counterattacked Santa.
The liquid-like golden-red flas couldn’t lt them imdiately.
“What the hell are these things?” Seeing these creatures, both Winston and Oliver Archibald felt a sense of “fear” in their hearts.
A tingling sensation spread over their scalps, making their entire bodies extrely uncomfortable.
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