roccoschili Chapter 909 Opportunity?
Chapter 909 Opportunity?
"What did I get in exchange for my life?"
Wang Mingyang frowned slightly as he looked at the disk under his feet that was gradually turning into sand.
The words of this Mist-Hidden Beast God were somewhat confusing, as if he wanted to reveal something but did not explain it directly.
As the master of space, Wang Mingyang secretly planted a beacon before leaving that space.
He can teleport in anytime he wants.
It's just that this Mist-Hidden Beast God was obviously unwilling to speak his mind.
"Maybe, it's impossible?"
Wang Mingyang's starry eyes turned, and he looked at the thread of fate wrapped around his fingertips and muttered to himself.
During the conversation just now, he quietly activated the [Qiankun] ability and spied on the fate of the Mist Hidden Beast God.
Everything was normal at the beginning.
But when the Mist Hidden Beast God said, "The final outcome will be decided by you Chinese," the thread of its fate suddenly trembled.
And the last sentence made the thread of its fate tremble violently like a plucked string.
It is precisely because of this that in Wang Mingyang's perception, the Mist Hidden Beast God fell into a deep sleep again.
There seemed to be some mysterious force preventing it from saying those words.
Even with the Mist Hidden Beast God's current strength, which is close to the peak of the eighth level, it is still impossible to tell.
Perhaps, it had some concerns and had to choose not to finish its words.
In the end, Wang Mingyang was left with a huge mystery.
In Wang Mingyang's opinion, the Chinese ancestors sacrificed themselves to cast the Heaven-Sealing Restriction, but only delayed the arrival of the Ancient Angel Legion.
This has allowed humans in the Sixth Era to survive to this day.
In fact, the biggest benefit is that it makes the physical condition of human beings before the end of the world like dry land.
When the energy of heaven and earth revives, it can absorb energy with higher efficiency and strengthen itself.
It also allows humans and other creatures in the end times to increase their strength at an unprecedented rate.
In just a few years, we have achieved a level that previously took dozens or even hundreds of years to reach.
Wang Mingyang had already reached a conclusion on this point when he was communicating with the survivors of various eras.
If we were to ask what the Chinese ancestors gained by sacrificing their lives.
Wang Mingyang felt that this might be the rare opportunity!
After all, the Chinese ancestors millions of years ago were powerful.
But the number of people is always a drawback.
Faced with a legion of ancient angels numbering one hundred thousand, the number of powerful Chinese ancestors simply could not reach this level.
Even with the help of the survivors from various eras, it is still far from enough.
In the end, after trying their best, they only destroyed half of the ancient angel army, causing the Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness to be seriously injured, and the Lord of Wisdom to fall.
But now, facing the upcoming army of ancient angels.
There are at least 100 million Chinese survivors.
As long as they are given a certain amount of time to develop, the number of people who can reach the ninth level or above can at least increase several times compared to the number of powerful Chinese ancestors.
If the survivors from across the blue planet could be united, this number could double.
Moreover, Wang Mingyang also obtained Xi's inheritance. The transformation of Yinglong, the ancestor of dragons, can be regarded as inheriting Xi's will.
It can be said that this opportunity was truly gained by the Chinese ancestors at the cost of their lives.
Thinking about these things in his mind, Wang Mingyang walked back to the location of the sinkhole step by step.
Now the portal has disappeared and there is no more grey mist.
The mist-like beasts that existed before were either killed by the people in Yunding or lost their source of power and disappeared.
When Wang Mingyang returned to the vicinity of the tiankeng, he was shocked to find that the passage ahead had collapsed and the route was completely blocked.
"Damn, when did Lai Gebao's execution ability become so strong?"
Wang Mingyang held his forehead speechlessly.
'Destroy the tiankeng and block the passage.' He himself asked Su Yu to convey this order.
He also selected the executors himself.
I didn't expect that I would end up stuck here.
Fortunately, there is no gray fog suppressing it at this moment, and Wang Mingyang's mental detection range has returned to its original level.
After a quick scan with his mental power, he did not find any trace of Su Yu and the others outside.
But now it was completely dark.
Thinking of the instructions he had given to Su Yu before, Wang Mingyang casually opened a portal and stepped into it.
……
Outside the Black Bamboo Ridge, everyone at Yunding gathered together with some concern.
"Don't worry, it's only been an hour. Your boss is so strong, he'll be fine."
Captain Gong put his arm around the fat man's shoulder and consoled him with a smile.
The fat man glanced at him speechlessly, and shook off Gong Zhan's arm with a shrug of his shoulders. "Stop talking nonsense. It's a pity that the boss is so good to you, and you are not worried at all."
Gong Zhan touched his nose. This was indeed a difficult thing to say.
As far as Gong Zhan knows, he is the only person so far who does not belong to Yunding but is endowed with a second superpower.
Not only that, there are also spiritual objects like the Red Blood Essence and top-grade equipment like the Meteorite Gold Set.
Wang Mingyang gave it to him without hesitation.
Of course, this is because Gong Zhan has not had much contact with the Sword Emperor Mei Que.
Moreover, Wang Mingyang’s plan to cooperate with major shelters on the power ball has not yet begun.
But, to be fair, Gong Zhan felt that Wang Mingyang was really good to him.
That's too much to give...
But even so, Gong Zhan still couldn't worry about Wang Mingyang.
In his opinion, there is nothing that the pervert Wang Mingyang cannot do.
Instead of worrying about him, you might as well worry about what to eat for dinner.
"Fatty, do you want to have barbecue for dinner?"
Thinking of this, Gong Zhan couldn't help but licking his lips and asked in a low voice.
"Damn, Gong Zhan, you really do understand me so well!"
The fat man looked at Gong Zhan with disdain, but suddenly changed the subject and slapped Gong Zhan on the shoulder with a smile.
The two hit it off immediately, and discussed together what kind of exotic beasts to get for a feast.
Zhu Bai and Mo Bei on the side looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Move away quickly, away from these two idiots.
Not far away, a teleportation light gate quickly opened, and Wang Mingyang, who everyone was anxiously waiting for, walked out.
"Boss, you're back!"
"Mingyang, are you okay?"
"Brother Mingyang..."
A group of people quickly gathered around and asked at once.
An hour ago, the number of misted beasts had obviously decreased a lot, and finally they disappeared completely.
Everyone knows that this change must be related to Wang Mingyang.
However, Su Yu did not reveal the specific details, but just asked everyone to leave Heizhuling together.
Li Yuchan, who was in charge of the rearguard, received Su Yu's instructions to blow up the entire tiankeng by the self-detonation of Jiutian Leizu and Purple Thunder Qilin.
Heizhuling, which has been shrouded in fog all year round, has finally lost its original mystery.
In the restricted airspace, all the grey fog disappeared.
Those strange beasts that had already turned into mist all died on the spot after the mist dissipated.
The psychics who entered Black Bamboo Ridge got an easy advantage.
Even without the crystal core, the remaining flesh is real.
The value of the remains of a high-level exotic beast is no less than that of a fourth or fifth-level crystal core.