“This…This…”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qimu and others were dumbfounded.

In the corner in front of me, a tall corpse was lying quietly there.

The corpse looks very tall. If it can get up, it may be four or five meters high. The breath is also heavy. Its body is covered with heavy scales, with subtle textures on it, and it is shining with a golden luster in place.

It can be seen that this corpse must have been an extremely powerful royal family during his lifetime. His bloodline was extremely powerful. Even if he died for countless years, he could still breathe, as if he was about to stop breathing.

Even compared with the previous corpse, this corpse is the most complete. Not only does the flesh and blood on the body have not disappeared, but there is even no sign of decay. It looks like a sleeping emperor, sleeping quietly there, waiting for the future awakening.

"A third-level bloodline descendant!"

Looking at the corpse, even Atir couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and felt a little surprised.

And beside him, Lu Xiu and others almost knelt down.

The majesty of this corpse is too strong. Even if it has died for countless years, most of its power has dissipated. Even the only thing left is still unprecedentedly terrifying for those of them who are less than level one.

Even if Atir hadn't been standing in front of them, they would have been trembling all over and their flesh and blood were stiff, and it would have been no strange that they would die here directly.

"This...this must be a supreme king..."

Standing behind Atir, Ruthus shook his mouth: "Only this kind of existence can still have such great majesty after death..."

While speaking, after standing firmly with all his might, he also looked at Adier in front of him with his light and looked at his reaction.

Unlike them, standing in front of the corpse, Atir looked unaffected. Not only did he not react at all, but his face did not change much. He seemed to have no feeling at all about the corpse in front of him.

This situation made him feel certain, and his heart, who was originally a little scared, instantly calmed down and had a backbone again.

"A third-level blood descendant shouldn't have fallen here, so why did he die here?"

Standing in front of the corpse and looking at the tall corpse in front of him, Adier was a little confused.

He had already known from the moment he entered the temple that there should be no power left in it.

After countless years of consumption, the power of the temple in front of me has been exhausted. Although the reflection of the origin of an ancient king has brought a trace of power from the ancient king, these forces can at most wipe out some second-level existences, and there should be no way to do anything about existences above level three.

So the question is, how did this third-level blood descendant in front of him fall here?

"The corpse has no external scars, nor any traces of external strength left behind..."

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Adier calculated silently, then stretched out his hand, and under the gaze of Qimu and others behind him, he directly reached out to the corpse in front of him.

The cold and soft feeling, like stroking a woman's soft skin, was instantly transmitted behind Adier.

When his arm touched the scales on the body, Atil was stunned for a moment, and felt some trace in the body.

In order to confirm his feelings, he took out a black ancient jade from his body and then unbuttoned the suppression on it.

Crazy...

The light purple light radiated from the ancient jade, as if I could feel something, the force above reacted with unprecedented intensity.

In Adier's sensing, the mental fluctuations on the ancient jade quickly became intense, and a vague consciousness appeared on it, and the instinctive shouting was as if calling for something.

At the same time, a muffled sound spread rapidly on the corpse in front of him, as if he had been hit countless times at the same time. Cracked on the tall corpse in front of him began to appear, as if ceramics were gradually cracking, and the flesh and bones inside began to expose it.

The scales began to fall off little by little. After cracking, the flesh and blood that originally used to support the body of the corpse began to wither quickly, leaving only huge white bones and a purple glow.

This glory is very beautiful. In the glory, you can vaguely see a Scorpio roaring towards the sky, and a figure with long purple hair, exuding a terrifying majesty here.

In just a moment, the surrounding environment began to change, and the originally wet and dark corridor in front of me quickly became dry. The soil on the ground instantly began to turn into pure black crystals, and the material structure was instantly changed by an inexplicable terrifying force.

This change is gradual, slowly spreading around the original corpse, gradually expanding to the surroundings, and constantly spreading to the distance without any stopping.

"This is···"

Looking at the purple crystals flashing in front of him, Adier's eyes were deep, but his heart was a little shocked: "Original!!"

The purple crystal in front of him is very similar to something deep in his soul. It belongs to the origin of the fourth level of existence, and is also the origin of the birth of blood.

"The origin is scattered, it seems that this ancient king has really fallen!"

Looking at the purple crystal in front of him and forcibly suppressing the vibration of the ancient jade in his hand, this thought flashed through Adier's mind.

Under normal circumstances, the origin of level 4 cannot be divided, and it is even more impossible to escape. The only thing that can cause this result in front of you is the only possibility that the body will fall.

This means that the ancient king in front of him really fell, and he fell completely.

Thinking of this, Atir raised his head, bound the ancient jade on his hand with one hand, and quickly grabbed the ancient jade in front of him with the other hand.

The origin of a level 4 existence is definitely the most precious thing in a level 4 existence, only worse than the level 1 of the world's origin.

Even if you ask the fourth level, the origin of the ancient king in front of you may have gained even greater for Adier.

As the arms contacted the purple crystal, they stopped in place instantly.

A cold and hot, extremely violent, but with a sense of tranquility came from my heart, and was accurately accepted by Atir.

Deep in the soul that ordinary people cannot see, in the dark, a silver origin flashed with light, and with the pull of the origin, it began to contact another purple origin and reflect each other.

As this process begins to occur, a faint sound begins to be transmitted, with a certain unique feeling, accompanied by a large number of memory fragments.

In just a moment, Atir closed his eyes and his consciousness was completely immersed in some of the memories and perceptions carried by this origin.
Chapter completed!