Chapter 40: The Extinct Race and the Immortal Power

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  Three days later!

  When the barbarian king opened his eyes, what was imprinted in his eyes was the back of Lei Yun. He had his hands behind his back and was gazing into the distance, lost in thought!

  "Your sky is not just Xiao Gu Zong!" Before Wuyi could even open his mouth, Lei Yun's words suddenly rang out.

  Man Tian slightly stunned, he stood up and walked forward, the two standing shoulder to shoulder. Man Tian gazed into the distance, his eyes lingering as he said: "A senior once told me that in all things, one must have their feet firmly on the ground!"

  Lei Yun's eyes flashed and he glanced at Man Tian, saying: "I hope we have the chance to meet again in the future!" After finishing speaking, he strode away with large steps.

  The barbarian sky did not ask, looking at the gradually distant figure of Leiyun, fell into deep thought, while the disciples behind him were all confused, where did Brother Leiyun go? Has his time for facing the wall arrived?

  After the thundercloud disappeared, all the disciples looked at each other in dismay, unable to utter a word!

  Man Tian turned his head and sat down under the giant wall. This battle had brought him great benefits, and what surprised Man Tian was that when he used the war technique "Tong Bi", he felt a certain something in his blood vessels! It seemed that there was some kind of inheritance in his blood vessels, or to say that this Tong Bi originally belonged to Man Tian, and could also be said to belong to the Zu Yuan tribe.

  "Perhaps the power in our bloodline also comes from the tribal god! The totem was created by the tribal god! That's why I have this feeling!" Mo Tian murmured.

  What surprised Mo Tian the most was that amidst the bursting bronze light, there was also a hint of silver white, which left him thrilled and more confident in his battle against the Red Dragon!

  In the following days, he was immersed in the bitter sea of cultivation, trying to excavate more white silver blood vessels! The source of the blood vessels in the bitter sea was circulating, and the thick blood vessel power filled the meridians throughout his body, muscles, and bones, which were nourished by the yuan force and became stronger day by day.

  During this period, new disciples who broke the rules came to face the wall, and many disciples who had reached the end of their time facing the wall left this place! The battles between disciples never stopped, but Mo Tian spent the last month not fighting, instead focusing all his energy on increasing his strength and studying the Blood Pattern.

  "Tempering doesn't necessarily mean tempering, Luo Lao used to sweep the floor in front of Tianxuan Hall, which was also a form of tempering! The vessel is tempered, but the heart is forged! Whether it's cultivation or tempering, both require a firm heart! I suppose, Blood Pattern is no exception!" Ba Tian opened his eyes and muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the majestic giant wall in front of him.

  Compared with this massive wall, the barbarians sitting at the bottom are as small as grains of sand.

  "But is the blood pattern really that simple? Is it useless except for being attached to a vessel? Perhaps, there are other secrets hidden within the blood pattern, only unknown to people." Mo Tian said slowly.

  Suddenly, in the instant his gaze was withdrawn from the giant wall, he shook violently. His eyes were again fixed on the giant wall, but there was nothing unusual about it. This made Mo Tian's heart feel puzzled: "Why did I see the bloody mark of the word 'Zen' on this giant wall?"

  "Maybe I'm seeing things!" Mān Tiān muttered to himself, this giant wall was sliced open by the strongest person with just one slash, how could a "Zen" blood mark be left behind? Although he thought so, Mān Tiān still couldn't help but stare at the giant wall again, trying to figure out whether it was an illusion or if there really were blood marks on the wall.

  "How is this possible!!" The barbarian Tian's body hair stood on end as he stared at the giant wall, shocked to see that there were indeed traces of the "Zen" character's blood pattern on it, formed by the cracks in the mountain!

  "Is it a coincidence?" Half a day passed before Mo Tian's mind returned to normal, and he muttered in shock.

  "It must be a coincidence, how could there be a 'Zen' blood pattern on the giant wall that was split open? But if it's really a coincidence, it's too unbelievable!!" Man Tian didn't hesitate and sank into it again, trying to capture the complete "Zen" blood pattern from the giant wall.

  One day later, Man Tian's face revealed disappointment. He had already grabbed several "Zen" character blood patterns from the giant wall, but apart from that, he couldn't see any other patterns derived from the "Zen" character!

  However, since the word "Zen" can be seen from the giant wall with blood veins, this giant wall must not be simple. Perhaps the subtlety is that it has not been opened by itself, and the sky has not been exhausted yet. Continue to watch.

  The sounds of battle from the disciples in the rear continued unabated, but did not affect Mo Tian. At this time, Mo Tian's mind was fully focused on the giant wall, and gradually, his body began to feel a chill run down his spine. He discovered something that stirred up a stormy wave in his heart!

  "How...how can this be?" The shock in Meng Tian's heart was unspeakable, his body violently trembling, his eyes flickering as if he dared not believe the reality before him.

  He found that several "Zen" blood patterns actually formed a large "Zen" blood pattern, and these large "Zen" blood patterns formed an even larger one, covering the entire giant wall!! It seemed as if these dense "Zen" blood patterns had formed a huge cage!

  Such a bizarre scene made the barbaric sky fall into an illusion, and even thought it was an illusion, it was a dream! Only dreams can have such bizarre things!

  In a daze, the entire earth suddenly heaved and pitched like a turbulent sea!

  "Clang!" A stone suddenly fell from the giant wall, and all the disciples who were fighting or meditating opened their eyes! Meanwhile, Man Tian stood up, quickly retreated, and stared at this scene in shock.

  "Haha!! The extinct race! The undying power!" The old man who had been sitting under the giant wall for countless years suddenly burst into a mad laugh, he stood up, standing under the giant wall where countless rocks fell, looking up at the wall with an extremely excited expression, his grey hair fluttering without wind, a powerful aura spreading from his body.

  "This lingering power! It will ultimately be used by me!! Open for me!!" The old man suddenly roared like a madman, his right hand stretched out and pressed against the giant wall.

  In an instant, the boulder fell from the giant wall, and the sky and earth seemed to fall into a thunder pool. After countless stones fell, the entire giant wall was abnormally smooth, and countless dense lines actually formed a huge "Zen" character!!

  In the distance, the barbarian stared intently at the radiant giant wall in front of him. His gaze suddenly condensed into a needle-like shape, his entire body trembling violently. His eyes were fixed on the giant wall as if he wanted to imprint every pattern on it into his brain and soul!!

  The patterns on the giant wall flickered and fluctuated, a powerful aura burst forth from within, the entire sky churned with clouds and winds, forming a massive whirlpool. The surging momentum was so overwhelming that all the disciples' blood boiled, fresh blood oozing out of their mouths!!

  The savage's blood couldn't stop overflowing, his gaze slowly moved across the giant wall! He vaguely felt that this was an opportunity, a rare opportunity that came once in ten thousand years!

  "Condense!!" The old man roared, his entire body's energy and blood surging to the heavens, forming a majestic aura that took shape as an ancient mountain range, pressing down on the massive wall.

  The huge "Zen" character formed by the dense and intricate blood vessels seemed reluctant to be taken away by the old man. Faintly, a figure emerged from within this giant "Zen" character. The person's appearance could not be discerned, but it was clear that there was a radiant "Zen" mark on their forehead.

  Everything seems eerie and mysterious, many disciples have fainted, a few disciples burst out with momentum to resist desperately, that blood-robed strong man is also standing there with difficulty, his whole body trembling, his bones buzzing.

  The barbarian was the same, his whole body had turned crimson, fresh blood gushing out uncontrollably, and after his body stopped trembling, his gaze remained fixed on the huge "Zen"!

  "It's no wonder you're a powerful race! But can the 'Zen' mark left by your one blow really withstand me?" The old man growled, his aura swelling again. The massive mountain that burst out of the air and flashed with energy suddenly transformed into a giant, punching towards the figure emerging from the huge "Zen" character!