Chapter 853 The Second Tortoise Shell

The spiritual energy gushing out from the black hole was huge enough to violently hit the barrier. But that barrier seems to be extremely tough, no matter what, it is difficult to break through.

In the end, Han Yu's vitality returned to calm, and his strength increased greatly, but there was still a layer of film between him and King Wu.

Han Yu secretly sighed, the more difficult it is to cultivate, especially the breakthrough of the big realm, if there is no opportunity for breakthrough, it is difficult to cross that hurdle, even if the swallowing demon body is not enough.

Although Han Yu expressed some regret, he was not in a hurry. His cultivation speed is already very fast, so there is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"Kill God!"

Suddenly, a loud roar sounded, shaking Han Yu's mind into chaos and buzzing instantly.

"Who?" Han Yu was taken aback, stood up suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

"Kill God!" The angry voice sounded again.

Han Yu was in a daze, the voice actually sounded in his mind, as if someone was shouting in his mind.

"Kill God!"

The voice was booming, full of anger, and earth-shattering.

"The energy of the obsessed creature is swallowed by the black hole, but the black hole cannot swallow its thoughts." Han Yu immediately knew where the voice came from.

His obsession turned out to be killing gods!

Does God really exist?

There was a storm in Han Yu's heart. God is an illusory and supreme existence. He dared to call out to kill God. How courageous is it?

Han Yu's blood began to boil, and for a while, he also had the desire and urge to rush to the Nine Heavens Killing God.

"No, killing God is his obsession, not mine!" Han Yu suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, calming his mind and mind, and quietly running the Dragon Ba Bible.

Thoughts are not harmful to people, but if they are infected by this thought, they will give birth to the same thought and be controlled by this thought. Han Yu is Han Yu, he has his own thoughts and ideas, and he will never be influenced by other thoughts.

No matter how sad, exciting, or even blood-boiling the voice in Han Yu's mind is, Han Yu always sticks to his heart.

This is a game of thought, a battle of spiritual realm.

In the end, Han Yu succeeded and drove the thought out of his body, and the voice also disappeared.

"Huh!" Han Yu let out a long breath. Although this was an invisible confrontation, even if he lost, it would be harmless to his body, but it was far more exhausting than any other battle.

A person's thoughts dominate the trajectory of a person's life, and Han Yu will never let his thoughts deviate. Fortunately, he kept his heart in the end.

Han Yu adjusted his breath secretly for a while, and stood up until he was in the best condition, looking at the coffin in the center.

A faint chill emanated from the coffin, which made people resist subconsciously.

"What kind of person is he who persists in obsession after death and wants to kill God?" Han Yu was full of curiosity about the person lying in the coffin.

The power of his soul penetrated into the coffin first, but to his surprise, there was no corpse in the coffin.

"How could this be?" Han Yu ran over and looked around, but the coffin was empty.

This is illogical, even if the corpse in the coffin is destroyed over the long years, at least there will be traces left, but there is no trace in this coffin, it seems that when it is buried, it is an empty coffin. Since it is an empty coffin, how could it be possible to form an obsessed creature?

Obsessed with the fact that living beings are iron-clad, there must have been a corpse in the coffin, but now that the corpse is gone, there are two possibilities, one is that the corpse was stolen, and the other is that Han Yu dare not think about it.

Suddenly, something in the corner of the coffin caught Han Yu's attention. There is nothing in this coffin.

It was a palm-sized, black thing that looked like a piece of tortoise shell.

Han Yu reached out and took it out. His hand was cold, and it was indeed a piece of tortoise shell. Han Yu turned the tortoise shell over, saw the front of the tortoise shell, and couldn't help being taken aback.

On the front of the tortoise shell, four ancient scriptures are engraved.

Han Yu quickly took out the tortoise shell from the Qiankun bag. Putting the two tortoise shells together, they looked exactly the same, even the characters engraved on the tortoise shells were exactly the same.

"This?" Han Yu's eyes widened.

He had guessed before that the tortoise shell he got before the gate of hell contained a big secret, but he didn't expect to encounter a second tortoise shell here.

Although the tortoise shell was engraved in ancient and complicated script, Han Yu still recognized it. They were the four characters "Zhi, Z, Bu, Xing". Han Yu read it through several orders, and found that the pronunciation of "repression is not prosperous" is the most fluent.

On top of the other tortoise shell is "the beginning of the nine realms".

Putting two tortoise shells together, Han Yu couldn't figure out what it meant. But now he was almost certain that there might be more than two tortoise shells in this world. However, "From the beginning of the Nine Realms" and "Suppression is not prosperous" should not be read in this way. Only when all the tortoise shells are gathered together can we know what the words engraved on the tortoise shells really mean.

These two tortoise shells should belong to the same piece, but they were smashed and scattered all over the place.

Han Yu put away the two tortoise shells. These two tortoise shells are inextricably linked to the underworld world and the Great Demon Cemetery, and even involve the God of Death, which aroused his strong interest.

Han Yu felt that he should gather the tortoise shells, must gather all the tortoise shells, to solve the puzzle above, otherwise it would become a great regret in his heart.

Han Yu glanced inside the coffin, and then closed the coffin lid.

The lid of this coffin is very heavy and can weigh ten thousand catties.

With a dull bang sound, the coffin lid was restored, as if it had not been moved. Han Yu glanced at the spells on the surrounding stone walls. He couldn't understand what these spells meant. But he knew that these spells were used to suppress the contents of this coffin.

This further proves that the coffin is not an empty coffin.

Han Yu glanced at the wall and engraved these spells in his mind. Although he couldn't understand them, it wouldn't be a bad thing to memorize them first.

Han Yu left the tomb, went outside, and sealed the entrance with a big stone. Han Yu tried to melt the stones with his vitality and restore the tomb, but he failed.

These stones were so hard that he couldn't do anything about them.

Han Yu retreated to an open place, looked around, and became very interested in the people buried in these large tombs. If it weren't for the lack of strength now, Han Yu really wanted to pry open another tomb to have a look.

The eternal lamp burns silently, illuminating this weird world, thousands of graves rest in peace, and I don't know how many secrets are buried there.