Chapter 149 Rebellion Under the Sky

Guanshan's breathing became much heavier. He asked excitedly, "Old Bai, besides avoiding fighting, is there any other way for a ninth-level venerable to resist the temptation of [Demigod]?"

The old man was like a patient teacher. No matter what questions the students asked, he would answer them responsibly.

"The Demon Slayer Division has summarized for many years and gained some experience."

"There are two common methods."

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"The first one is the simplest, entering the 'sky' and sleeping, and it can be solved."

"The second one is to forget your identity. Live like an ordinary person and stop using supernatural powers. After a long time, you will be immune to the call of the [demigod]."

Liang Yuxin frowned unhappily, "It's not Lao Bai, I worked hard to get to the ninth-level Venerable, but I didn't make a name for myself and found a small place to hide. How depressing!"

"It's really difficult. I obviously have the power to destroy the world, but I can't use it."

"It's obviously just a little bit away from becoming a god, but I can't do it."

"That's why the ninth level is called the [life and death barrier], kid."

"Only those who overcome their desires, or those who have no desires..."

"Can become a god!"

The white-headed old man's expression was a little yearning, and his tone was much more pious.

Everyone was shocked by these words and fell into deep thought.

It seemed that the high-ranking ninth-level venerable was one step above the gods.

But that last step...

Can anyone really cross it?

"So, what can we get after going to the 'Sky' with so much trouble?" Jiaming suddenly spoke, interrupting everyone's thinking.

He slowly approached the white-headed old man, but his eyes faintly penetrated him and looked at the endless gray fog behind him.

"I will tell everyone who enters the 'Sky' this information."

"Your real reward is here."

The white-headed old man was not angry because of Jiaming's tone. He turned around and gently stroked the stone tablet, still smiling.

"Every Venerable who enters the 'Sky' has preserved his lifelong cultivation experience here for the younger generation to learn."

"Wait, I will open the seal of the 'Sky' and let those memories descend on this stone tablet."

"You can choose the one that suits you best to learn."

"Before that, I have a few notes to tell you in advance."

"First, it is not that the stronger the Venerable, the more suitable the experience left behind is for you. Instead, the more suitable it is for you, the more suitable it is."

"Second, after the 'Sky' is unsealed, it will only last for 1 hour. You must make good use of it and choose well."

"Third, you can only choose the inheritance of one Venerable to learn. The life stories of all Venerables can be seen in the stone tablet. Once selected, it cannot be changed."

"You can discuss when to open the seal."

"Wait until it is confirmed, tell me, that's it."

After the old man finished speaking, he quietly returned to the side of the stone tablet and stopped talking.

All the members of Class 197 turned their eyes to Guanshan. The meaning was already very clear. Guanshan was the boss and he had the final say.

Yue Baisheng and Zhong Mou stood together naturally. Even if Wu Ling and Tian Gong were at odds, as long as the people from the military academy were there, they were natural allies.

Zhou Ce had been silent since he entered the sky, as if he was an outsider.

Jia Ming said impatiently, "Let's start quickly, what are you waiting for?"

Although Guan Shan and others were unhappy with Jia Ming's attitude, they felt that there was no point in waiting, so they agreed to start the ceremony.

Seeing that no one objected, Bai Tou Weng slowly raised his hands, put on a charlatan look, and danced a meaningless dance.

His steps were sometimes as light as a swallow, with his toes lightly touching the ground. Sometimes he was heavy and clumsy, with his body swinging greatly.

The movements in the dance were hard to figure out for a long time, such as suddenly looking up to the sky, closing his eyes in contemplation, or looking down at the ground.

Sometimes he frowned, showing deep worry; sometimes he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a weird smile.

The strange dance lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped.

Everyone looked around nervously, but found that the environment had not changed at all.

At this moment, the white-headed old man took out a device similar to a walkie-talkie from his arms and said breathlessly, "Chief, the new students are ready, request to open the seal now."

"Authorization passed." A cold mechanical voice came from the walkie-talkie, and the surrounding environment finally began to change.

"No, we have to use the walkie-talkie anyway, what did you mean by jumping the god before, Lao Bai? "Everyone asked in unison.

"Isn't it that I want to give you a sense of ritual..." The white-headed old man touched his beard a little embarrassedly and said.

Is that what you call a sense of ritual?

Isn't that just scaring people?

It's not that the jump is ugly, but it's so creepy!

This Lao Bai, is a little sick! !

The endless gray and white mist quickly dissipated, and also blew away the complaints in everyone's hearts.

Everyone was deeply attracted by this magical picture.

This is the real...

Change the world!

Above everyone's heads, a continent floating in the sky gradually became clearer.

The towering white towers emerged one after another in the mist.

A dazzling light flashed above each tower.

Some are hot, some are cold, some are colorful, and some are dark.

Even if the sky is open, it is impossible to see all the towers.

As the fog recedes, streams of light continue to fly out of the tower and shoot into the stone tablet.

After each stream of light, a name will light up on the stone tablet. Guan Shan and others only need to look at it for a while to find out the life of this senior and the types of supernatural powers he is good at.

The streams of color in the sky are getting faster and denser.

The entire sky is dyed into a colorful curtain.

Guan Shan looked at this shocking picture and felt very proud.

These are the foundations of the human race.

As long as the sky is still there, the human race...

will never perish!

One day, the human race will definitely be able to wipe out all the monsters and build a brand new world.

The names of many seniors, like sparks, ignited, and the name ranked highest among them attracted Guan Shan's attention.

Xiao Yongchuan

It was like a fate destined by fate. Guan Shan couldn't take his eyes off him after just one glance.

Xiao Yongchuan, the third chief of the Demon Slayer Division, an ice elementalist. When he took over as the chief of the Demon Slayer Division, it was a matter of life and death for the human race.

In order to give the human race a chance to survive, he forcibly broke through the ninth level and guarded Fengdu City for more than ten years with his own strength. The demons dared not advance an inch.

He fought more than a hundred battles in his life and never lost.

In the final battle, facing the oncoming demon tide, Chief Xiao broke through the critical point again, using his life as a guide to exchange for the power of the gods.

He led the human race to defeat the million-strong demon army.

After the war, Chief Xiao turned into debris on the spot and drifted under Fengdu City. The ice spikes left by his battle were as high as a hundred meters and did not melt for several years.

With a mortal body, he was on par with gods!

Guan Shan knew that he had found the inheritance he wanted.

With almost no hesitation, he slowly stretched out his right hand.

On the stone tablet, a cold light slowly seeped out from Xiao Yongchuan's name, like a firefly, spinning and flying into Guanshan's palm, and slowly merged into his hand.

A strange memory quickly flooded into Guanshan's mind, like a revolving lantern, one scene after another.

"Once the memory is selected, there is no need to rush to understand it all at once, you can digest it slowly, otherwise it will put too much burden on the brain." Lao Bai kindly reminded on the side.

"Hey, you two, why don't you choose?"

Seeing that everyone has chosen the appropriate inheritance, Lao Bai looked at Jiaming and Zhou Ce and asked strangely.

Puff——

A red light flashed, and warm blood spilled all over the ground.

The head of the white-headed old man flew out horizontally, "gurgle" and "gurgle" and turned several times before it stopped rolling.

...

"We are all going to die, what's the use of inheritance..."

Jiaming shook the blood on his fingers and said coldly.

The sudden change scared everyone.

Class 197 hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but their bodies had already subconsciously formed a battle formation and quickly scanned the surroundings.

Finally, their sights were fixed on Jiaming and Zhou Ce.

"You go up to the sky first, I have something else to deal with."

Jiaming said coldly to Zhou Ce.

He stared at Guan Shan in the crowd.

"Bug..."

"How about we fight again?"

The piercing murderous intent was almost tangible.

The terrifying vertical pupils were emitting a red light.

Getting brighter.

Getting brighter...