Chapter 1,414: Refining the Supreme Corpse!

This extremely terrifying divine consciousness is comparable to the vicissitudes of the old man that Meng Hao once felt in the Demon Realm (Harmony 2333) Continent. Although he is still the Nine Source, he is the peak of the Nine Source!

Such a peak can impact the Dao Source Realm, but there are not many people with such courage. After all, for many years, it is extremely rare to be able to become the peak of the Nine Source. Even in a sect like the Cangmang Sect, there are only four.

These four people, if they take another step, will be the Dao Source.

Unfortunately, from ancient times to the present, those who can take this step are rare. In the countless years of the entire Cangmang, perhaps only three or two people have done it and succeeded... to take that step!

The rest will die in body and soul.

And if you don't choose to take that step, the life span of the Nine Source Peak is endless. Not to mention the same life span as the heaven and earth, it is not much different. The depth of the foundation is even more terrifying, and the longer you practice, the stronger you will be, but there will be a Cangmang Tribulation, which will appear once every ten thousand years, and each time is more terrifying than the last, until the person who crosses the tribulation is killed.

It can be said that in the realm of the Nine Source Peak, unless it is some special origin, otherwise, the strength of each other is often seen from the years of cultivation in this realm.

At this moment, this powerful divine sense enveloped Meng Hao, as if it wanted to merge into his body and check every inch of it. The other seven people around him all looked solemn.

Time passed, until half an incense stick of time had passed, and the powerful divine sense slowly withdrew, and a vicissitudes of life voice echoed around.

"He inherited the Daoism and was forcibly promoted to the Nine Sources Realm before his death, but he left too many hidden dangers. Even if he didn't die, it would be difficult for him to make any progress in this life. It's like defying the will of heaven."

"He experienced extreme grief and a catastrophe before his death. The world he was in was destroyed and everyone died. Only he escaped, but he survived a narrow escape and only his soul remained."

"He has a lot of resentment and obsession. He is very comprehensible, his physical strength is even stronger, and he has mastered some origins that I can't see through. It's interesting."

"These are not the points. The point is that the aura of this person is different from that of immortals, demons, and the vastness. It is a kind of fluctuation that has never appeared before."

"I have said so much, maybe you have guessed who he is!" The vicissitudes of life slowly spoke, and when it echoed around, the seven people, including the purple gold old man, were thoughtful. Soon, one of the white-haired middle-aged cultivators suddenly flashed his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Thousands of years ago, in the Mountain and Sea Realm, Meng Hao!"

As soon as he spoke, the eyes of several people around him flashed immediately. The old man in the purple-gold robe looked at Meng Hao's body again.

"It should be him. Thousands of years ago, the Immortal God Continent and the Demon Realm Continent went out to destroy the Mountain and Sea Realm that was once the Supreme Immortal Realm. It is said that a world butterfly flew out and entered the green coffin vortex, and Meng Hao, who was said to have become the Nine Source, was teleported away when he was seriously injured and about to die."

"Since it is this person, and now there are people searching in the Immortal God Continent and the Demon Realm, we..."

"It doesn't matter. What we want is this person's body, not to help him wake up!"

When everyone spoke to each other, the powerful consciousness dispersed again, and the vicissitudes of life voice came out slowly with coldness.

"Leave him here.

The ancestral treasure just vibrated inexplicably. I am suppressing it and it is difficult to split myself. After the ancestral treasure stabilizes, I will personally take action to wipe out the remaining soul of this person, and then use the resources of my Cangmang Sect to refine his body again, repair all injuries, and make his body more stable. Then, as... the flesh boat of the Ninth Supreme, I will guide the Ninth Supreme to come."

"As for the Immortal God Continent and the Demon Realm Continent, let alone they can't find this place, even if they know about this, are they willing to go to war with my Cangmang Sect?" The old man's voice was domineering, and it gradually dissipated as it echoed in all directions. The other seven people looked at each other, laughed, clasped their fists, and turned back to their retreat.

As for Meng Hao's body, they didn't worry about any accidents because the headmaster took action personally.

Until the seven people dispersed, Meng Hao's body floated in the air, motionless.

His soul was now hidden in the wick of the bronze lamp in his body. He released some of it to attract attention. He was betting that he would not be discovered in the Cangmang Sect, and that he could recover his cultivation here, or even use it as a hiding place.

He needed to continue practicing and strive to enter the Daoyuan realm as soon as possible.

And all these hopes were in the Cangmang Sect.

He needed to use the resources of the Cangmang Sect to heal his wounds. If possible, he even hoped to provoke the Cangmang Sect to go to war with the immortals and the demon world. Even if he couldn't do it, he needed a place with rich resources where he could practice wholeheartedly.

In fact, when Meng Hao just woke up, he didn't have much gratitude for the Cangmang Sect. All this was done on the shuttle before, when he was close to the Cangmang Star, the bronze lamp in his body suddenly trembled, emitting waves of mutual fluctuations with the Cangmang Star, and Meng Hao made up his mind.

The bronze lamp was mysterious and unpredictable. Meng Hao didn't know its origin, but he felt vaguely that there seemed to be some connection between the bronze lamp and the Cangmang Star.

His soul was hidden in the wick, and the old man in purple gold could not detect it at all. Only just now, the spiritual consciousness of the head of the Cangmang Sect made Meng Hao feel threatened.

The other party's consciousness searched all areas of his body, especially the place where the bronze lamp was, and searched many times. Fortunately, although the bronze lamp was in Meng Hao's body, neither the purple gold old man nor the terrifying headmaster noticed it. Meng Hao finally let go of the last bit of concern in his heart.

A few days later, the terrifying consciousness from the old man burst out from the earth and enveloped Meng Hao's whole body. This time it lasted for half an hour, inside and out, and all the residual souls outside Meng Hao's bronze lamp were completely dispelled.

This matter was equivalent to murder. If Meng Hao did not have the bronze lamp, then at this moment, his original possibility of waking up would be completely wiped out.

Half an hour later, the consciousness slowly dissipated, and Meng Hao's body floated down, swept by a strong force, and went straight to a platform in the distance, where there was a huge tripod!

This is a medicine cauldron, a thousand feet high, like a mountain. There is a colorful fire burning under the cauldron, and there is a sea of ​​medicine inside the cauldron. Meng Hao was directly rolled in and thrown into the cauldron.

At the same time, seven people, including the purple gold old man, flew out, and threw all the precious herbs into the cauldron with a big sleeve on the mouth of the cauldron, making the potion in the cauldron boil.

"Let's start. The soul of this body has completely dissipated. There is only a body. Repair its injuries. After the body is perfect, it can be used as a guide." A vicissitudes of life came from the earth. The seven supremes outside the cauldron all looked serious. At the same time, they started to cultivate, and their aura spread out. With the blessing of cultivation, all the hairs on Meng Hao's body in the medicine cauldron were opened at this moment. Countless medicinal essences rushed into his body and merged into it.

Amid the roar, Meng Hao's soul was in the bronze lamp. He could not feel the heat outside his body, but he could feel the injuries in his body, which were healing rapidly at this moment!

He was refreshed, but became more cautious.

Time passed, and nineteen days passed quickly. The potion in the cauldron became less and less, and in the end it was almost dry. Meng Hao was like a black hole vortex, swallowing the essence of the herbs infinitely. Now, his body has only recovered 30%.

"It's really extraordinary. These herbs can't make him recover?"

"It doesn't matter. The foundation of my Cangmang Sect is deep and almost infinite. He can absorb as much as he can. The more he absorbs, the greater the potential of this corpse!" Everyone laughed and didn't care. They flew up and took out their own herbs and threw them into the cauldron again.

Amid the roar, the potion rose again and submerged Meng Hao. Meng Hao's body shook and absorbed again. His injuries healed quickly, and his body became stronger. All the inheritance of Shui Dongliu in his body and the hidden dangers caused by waking up early were being made up little by little.

Meng Hao's soul, hidden in the wick, licked his lips at this moment, unconsciously, and became shy again, as if he felt embarrassed.

Another month passed...

"Haven't recovered yet? It's okay, it's okay, let him continue to suck!"

"This is the Tianhua grass that I have cultivated for more than 30,000 years. I gave it to him, and it's a bargain for the Ninth Supreme who will descend later!"

"I fought a life-and-death battle with someone here, and snatched the cloud dragon bone... That's all, the arrival of the Ninth Supreme is very important to our Cangmang Sect!"

The seven Supremes, including the purple gold old man, looked a little ugly at this moment, but they still gritted their teeth and sent out their own natural treasures, threw them into the big cauldron, and continued to refine them.

Meng Hao's body has recovered almost all at this moment, and those hidden dangers have now been mostly made up, but there is still a bronze lamp in his body that outsiders cannot see. This bronze lamp is the source of the black hole!

Almost half of the liquid medicine made from the natural treasures was absorbed by it. As it absorbed, its flame became brighter and brighter, allowing Meng Hao to slowly and clearly feel that the bronze lamp seemed to be waking up!

Gradually, the suction force became stronger and stronger. In the end, as the cauldron roared, the power of heaven and earth around it gradually rolled over and merged into the cauldron.

"It's almost done. It has begun to absorb the power of heaven and earth. This is a sign that it is about to end."

"Although it cost a lot, it can be exchanged for a powerful supreme corpse. With the arrival of the ninth supreme, everything is worth it."

The seven supremes laughed and relaxed. During this period of time, they have been infusing their cultivation all the time, which has consumed a lot of themselves. At this moment, they are relieved and just waiting for the end.

But time passed, one month, a month, three months... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)