Damn, I turned into a monster

Chapter 84 083 Emperor Xin, Daji 46K Please subscribe

The human sacrifices that were "arranged" in the form of dishes, and the houses behind them, just like the avenue where Wang Wu and the others were, all emitted a faint fluorescence.

Even though the sky is still pitch black, the visibility in this dark mountain is much better than in the Bone Forest outside, or even brighter than when you walk on the plains outside the Bone Forest at night.

Wang Wu even turned off the night vision mode of the camera, which still allowed him to see clearly.

The nights here were quiet and peaceful. If it weren't for the corpses of the Yin people arranged in the form of dishes, and if it weren't for the strange singing in the distant white holy city, Wang Wu might even like this place a little.

The Dead Soul Mountain is very beautiful, and the scenery is extremely magnificent. Even at night like this, you can still feel its charm. It is worthy of being one of the holy places of the Yin people in the Shang Dynasty.

"These people have become sacrifices..."

Wang Wu operated the spherical fortress and continued to move forward on the road. On the way, he saw the Shang Dynasty's sacrificial animals that looked like dishes and sighed.

"It's a bit scary..." In the cab, Mouse Lady shrank her neck in fear. She was just a monster that had been transformed for less than ten years, and she had indeed seen very little. But it wasn't just her, the expressions on Second Lady and Third Lady's faces were not very good either.

On the contrary, Wang Wushi seemed the calmest among the four monsters at the moment, but he was also not feeling very comfortable in his heart.

But the most urgent task now is to find Yuan. Although Yuan said that he would hide in the tomb and not come out, Wang Wu felt that such a large-scale demonic disaster would definitely have an impact on Ziyuan.

If it were before, Wang Wu would definitely be powerless, but now that he has a fortress that can protect himself, he will definitely come to the Dead Soul Mountain to check on Ziyuan's situation.

The sooner the better.

But now, after driving the spherical fortress around in the mountains for more than an hour, Wang Wu suddenly found himself facing an extremely serious problem, which was:

He didn't know where Ziyuan lived.

He only knew that Ziyuan was a member of the royal family of the Shang Dynasty, that Ziyuan had an extremely large and luxurious tomb, and that Zhao Xingyue and her group were going to the Dead Soul Mountain to steal Ziyuan's tomb.

He also knew...

Well, he knew quite a lot, but he didn't know the exact location of Ziyuan's destination.

His mind began to recall the things Ziyuan had told him, as well as the death replay and some memory scenes that he had shown him, but none of these scenes seemed to be able to locate the location of Ziyuan's tomb...

and many more.

The image that was being transmitted in Wang Wu's mind was frozen in an instant, then replayed and fast-forwarded, fast-forwarded and slowed down, and then slowed down and replayed again.

Then he operated the camera and turned on the filter. Turning on the filter certainly doesn't count as cheating... Well, in short, an extremely clear picture appeared in front of him.

The camera flew very high, until it could take in the entire mountain range below. After a while, Wang Wu found the place in Zi Yuan's memory that she saw the first time she woke up and floated out of the mausoleum.

All these operations can be performed with the mind, and in fact, the various joysticks and buttons in the cab are not needed. But it is a sense of ritual, and when the mind control fails, it can be switched to manual.

That place is quite far from here, and the operation panel shows that it will take forty minutes to arrive.

"found it."

Wang Wu said: "We found the location of Yuan'er's tomb. It's over there."

After marking the location of Ziyuan's tomb for the three banshees, Wang Wu pulled the joystick, and the spherical fortress immediately accelerated and rushed towards the location of Ziyuan's tomb.

"Goro, what do you think this is?"

The spherical fortress was moving at a full speed of 80 kilometers per hour. About ten minutes later, Wu Er Niang suddenly sent a picture to Wang Wu.

When Wang Wu saw the scene on the screen, he was stunned.

There were people there, and Wang Wu was very sure that they were people because they were wearing Zhou Dynasty style clothes, the kind of 'monk's clothes'.

There are no symbols or marks on it, and it looks very simple, but you can feel at a glance that the clothes they wear are extraordinary.

There were three people in total, a middle-aged man with a long beard and gray hair, an old man with dark eyes, and the last one was a young man with a frighteningly pale face.

"There's something wrong with the tomb of Zi Yuan, the daughter of the Shang Dynasty king." The middle-aged man was looking towards the destination of Wang Wu and his group of monsters, which was Zi Yuan's tomb.

"The tomb has been sealed and the formation has been activated." He said, then retracted his gaze to look at his companions around him.

"Could it be that the Luo family did it?" After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the pale-faced young man guessed, "Without the royal bloodline of the Zi family, there is absolutely no way that the formation can be activated."

"The Luo family was able to open the tomb and drive away the spaceship because they brought the descendants of Emperor Xin with them. Before leaving, they sealed the tomb and reopened the formation to prevent later people from entering." He added.

"No, not just descendants." The elder among the three also spoke up at this time: "Descendants alone are not enough to open the tomb, let alone drive away the spaceship. The man from the Luo family either has the national jade pendant or the blood of King Yin."

"Impossible." The other two refuted in unison.

"The inheritance of the Shang court has long been cut off, and Emperor Xin and his children are all dead. How can there be any blood of the Yin king?" The young man said, "And Chaoge has also turned into a demonic realm. Even if they want to establish a new king, how can they hold another coronation ceremony?"

When the young man said this, the middle-aged man who had previously refuted the old man with him looked thoughtful.

"Da Ji." After the young man finished speaking, he opened his mouth and said a name.

The young man was stunned.

"Oh, there really is a Daji?"

Wang Wu was listening to the conversation next to the three people. He was listening all right at first, but when he heard the name "Emperor Xin", he was stunned.

Although he didn't know much about ancient history, he had heard of the name Di Xin, King Zhou of Shang. Of course, he wasn't sure at the time, he just remembered that he seemed to have heard of the name.

Now that Daji came along, he immediately understood why he felt familiar with the name Di Xin.

Damn, it really feels like the Shang Dynasty.

But why is your Zhou Dynasty still using the county system? But think about it, people can fly in the sky, so there is nothing wrong with the centralization of power in this alternate world.

"But Daji is a fox demon, how could she have given birth to offspring with Emperor Xin?" The young man asked in confusion, but he was stunned as soon as he said this, and then he looked at the two people:

"You two mean that Daji is not dead?"

"What, what do you mean?"

In the cab, Wang Wu was confused by what they said.

What do you mean Daji is not dead? Wasn't Daji the wife of King Zhou? How did she get the bloodline of King Yin?

Or is it that Daji and Emperor Xin in this world are actually related by blood, but there are no restrictions on close relatives here, so Daji became Emperor Xin's wife?
But this doesn't seem to be surprising, Wang Wu nodded when he thought of this. After all, in the history of his hometown, many rulers chose inbreeding in order to maintain the purity of their rule.

For example, the famous Habsburg family.

By the way, can people here live for more than a thousand years? After thinking about the complicated relationship between Daji and King Zhou of Shang in the other world for a while, Wang Wu stopped thinking about it and turned to another question.

He didn't ask Zhao Xingyue how long the humans around him could generally live, but it shouldn't be more than a thousand years, even for the extraordinary ones.

Monsters can live for a very long time, eight hundred years is easy, a thousand years is casual, but the upper limit is generally around fifteen hundred.

After that, it's not that they can't survive, but they are obviously no longer considered "monsters". Most monsters will become a little unclear after they are over a thousand years old, or they will be confused occasionally, which is basically just a momentary confusion and loss of consciousness.

But as you get older, the duration of unconsciousness and confusion will become longer, and the negative effects will become more severe.

After fifteen hundred years, they will rapidly decay, perhaps having a few hours of wakefulness a day at first, but this will become shorter and shorter as time goes by.

During this period, the so-called "half-demons" have already completely laid in their coffins, but the lid has not yet been closed. When there are changes in their spirit, there will also be earth-shaking changes in their bodies.

By the age of 1,600, almost no monsters can remain conscious. They will be completely transformed into demons and will never be reborn.

From this perspective, being a monster is actually pretty miserable. But on second thought, there are still 1,500 years left, and when I really feel like I can't control myself anymore, I can consider committing suicide in human society.

But there is a very interesting thing about the Forest of Dead Bones. When the monsters feel that their end is near, they will all run into the Forest of Dead Bones.

This is what Wu Erniang told him. She said that there has been a saying circulating among the monster community: a way to control evil nature and reverse demonization can be found in Dead Soul Mountain.

This is not a rumor, but the correct answer. Because there is indeed a way to "reverse demonization" in Dead Soul Mountain, and that method is very simple, which is "demon cultivation".

However, the Shang Dynasty has already perished. And whether the human magic cultivation method can be applied to monsters, judging from the fact that monsters are completely unable to practice the human true way, it is probably not applicable.

After the three people flying in the sky mentioned Daji, they seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding in an instant. They stopped talking and just looked quietly at Ziyuan's tomb in the distance.

They were obviously very interested in Ziyuan's tomb, but because the tomb was now closed and the formation was restarted, they were helpless against it.

"Let's go."

The middle-aged man flew forward for a distance, stopped there and stared at Ziyuan's tomb for a while. Then he turned around and said to the other two.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly found that the two people were staring at him blankly.

"How……"

The middle-aged man was about to ask, but he reacted instantly, his figure disappeared instantly, and then appeared hundreds of meters away.

After appearing in the distance, he immediately looked towards his original position, but there was nothing there, only pitch black.

Wang Wu was different. As a bystander outside the three people, he saw things very clearly:
When the middle-aged man flew forward for a distance, the moment he turned around and looked at his companions, a huge human figure appeared behind him.

It was over 30 meters tall, and just appeared, floating quietly in the air. It had disheveled hair and an extremely deformed, distorted human face.

That face reminded Wang Wu of a twisted towel.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at the middle-aged man below, his mouth opened wide, revealing two hundred white teeth.

But the middle-aged man reacted quickly. When he took a bite, the other party had already disappeared on the spot.

The middle-aged man who appeared in the new place had countless beads of sweat on his face, dripping like a waterfall.

"Fuck, how, how is it possible..."

He muttered to himself, then looked at his two companions, but this time he found that the two had disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck, how is this possible!! How is this possible!!!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out of his eye sockets. He opened his mouth and said loudly:
"How is it possible, how is it possible to see, how is it possible to see me!???"

As he spoke, the man disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye he was now nearly a kilometer away.

Wang Wu hurriedly operated the camera and flew over, but he disappeared again, and this time he appeared directly on Wang Wu's camera.

Looking at the huge human face on the screen, Wang Wu suddenly discovered that his face had become extremely haggard, like a person who had been hungry for many days and was on the verge of death.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes were trembling, and he seemed to have been crushed by some tremendous pressure.

He floated in the air, twisting his head constantly, looking this way and then the other way. The look on his face became more and more crazy, and beads of sweat kept appearing on his body.

"Where the fuck are you, where are you!!!"

The middle-aged man was running around frantically, roaring, and the sound he made was like summer thunder.

Then he waved his sleeves, and several cold lights flew out from his sleeves, turning into a steel storm that wrapped him up completely.

"Haha, hahahaha!!!"

In this steel storm, the middle-aged man laughed crazily: "Come on!! You beast, you evil spirit!!! Come and kill me!! Come on!!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The man screamed louder and louder. He no longer used the teleportation technique, but rushed forward, reaching a speed of 3,000 kilometers per hour in just a few seconds.

Even for Wang Wu today, his maximum speed in the state of Heavenly Demon Body is only 1,400 kilometers per hour, while this middle-aged man's speed is more than twice as fast as his own.

This is obviously not a speed that can be achieved by ordinary cultivators in the Realm of Realm. This is definitely a speed above the Realm of Realm, or even a higher realm.

“Haha, kill!! Kill!! Kill all of you Yin people!!! Hahahaha! Kill all of you evil spirits!!! Hahaha, hahahaha!!!”

The storm that was entangled with the middle-aged man engulfed him, turning him into a stream of light in the air and rushing towards the ground. There were bursts of roars and mist in the air, which were the debris produced when the barrier of sound was broken.

The man laughed wildly, leaving a trail of insane sounds in the air. He rushed towards the forest below, towards the houses where human sacrifices were placed, and towards the jade avenue below.

He rushed forward like this, and anything in his path would be chopped into pieces by the high-speed rotating blade. The man plowed the ground in a circle until the entire ground became a mess, and then he returned to the sky.

At this moment, he was no longer surrounded by the fast-spinning blade. His eyes were closed tightly, and he was suspended high in the sky in an extremely strange, yet majestic and solemn manner. He was making a hand seal in his hand, and that hand seal was full of divinity, making him look like a noble god at this moment.

The cold light that had previously swirled around the middle-aged man now revealed its true appearance. It was six long swords shining with cold light, three long and three short, floating behind the man and transforming into a Dharma wheel.

'All dharmas are for the pursuit of truth, all dharmas are for the destruction of delusion, all dharmas are for the elimination of emptiness'

'Truth is everything, truth changes everything, truth is the way of heaven'

The middle-aged man murmured and suddenly opened his eyes.

Even though his appearance was haggard and like a mummy, at this moment he looked like a god who had descended to the earth.

Sacred and noble.

He opened his mouth and was about to utter the next note. But at this moment, the distorted figure appeared again, staring at the man below with blood-red eyes and his mouth wide open.

The majesty, solemnity and nobility on the man's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and were replaced by endless fear and despair.

The huge mouth opened wide and swallowed the middle-aged man. He only had time to scream before he was swallowed.

After a moment, bursts of cold light pierced the skin of the distorted face, and desperate screams came from the wounds of the other party. But soon, only the chewing sounds of metal being broken and flesh and bones being bitten were left.

(End of this chapter)