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In this extremely empty wilderness with only the roar of the wind, the master walked to the slightly shabby altar, looked at the talismans and wine bottles displayed on it, and took a deep breath.

Although he was very calm on the surface, he was also very nervous inside.After all, no matter what, that was the Old One who only existed in legend.Beings such as the great race of Yis, which he considered to be extremely powerful and incredible, would even be driven to near annihilation by the servant-like creatures of the past.

Although this does not show the power of the old level, a small glimpse of the big one can also explain how incomprehensible a great existence it is.

Capturing the Old One... even if it's just one of the thousands of clones of the Old One, the benefits will definitely be countless.Naturally, the danger is also higher than imagined.Even if one person is not careful, the entire Douluo Planet may face the crisis of destruction.

But in this era, Douluo Star itself is not far away from the crisis of destruction.

At the beginning, looking at the thriving young soul masters on the mainland and the rapidly breaking soul power records, the master felt that this world was not without opportunities.But he was wrong. The more he understood that time, the more he understood how wrong he was.

Even if the number of soul masters increases a thousand times and their strength increases a thousand times, they will still be ants in the face of that kind of existence.The throne that countless soul masters now look up to and fight for is nothing more than a bigger ant.

Since the experience a few years ago, the master has understood that there is absolutely no way to get out of the crisis of destruction by following the rules.No matter in that world or this world, knowledge is sometimes the supreme power.

What is available on Douluo Continent is far from enough. He needs a higher level and a higher level of knowledge.And what a clone of the Old One possesses is exactly what he desires most.

No matter what the future holds, no matter whether he succeeds or not, even if he fails, he will never regret it.

He's been here, done that, and that's enough.

Everything in the past flashed before the master's eyes like a phantom, and this revolving door scene seemed to set the tone of failure.But his movements were still as clean and neat, and his expression didn't change at all.

He solemnly lit the incense of unknown material and inserted it into the incense burner.The bronze stove with the evil face seemed to feel something, and the ferocious face looked vaguely peaceful.

The six talismans were held in the master's hand and suddenly began to spontaneously ignite, turning into gray powder and flying into the sky with the smoke.The master just watched the smoke disappear from his sight, then opened the sealed clay pot and slowly poured out the viscous wine inside.

Under the illumination of the setting sun, the viscous wine glowed with a golden color.As the breeze blew by, a bit of fragrant aroma spread out and spread into Tang San's nasal cavity, making him shiver subconsciously and feeling his spiritual essence tremble a few times.

"Um?!"

With wide eyes, Tang San looked at the master's movements in the distance, and his nose couldn't help but twitch again.Although he has never drank alcohol, as a master of poison science, he can also appreciate the preciousness of the wine.But no matter how he recalled it, and even read all the information about jelly grass in the classics in his mind, he could not find any plant with similar ingredients to the wine.

Not only the classics from his previous life, but even in this world with many magics, he has never found anything similar to it.

Just when Tang San was frowning and thinking, that emotionless voice sounded in his mind again.

"Golden mead can stabilize the soul and strengthen the body. It is a necessary strategic material for weak creatures like humans to travel in the stars... It is really interesting. This world does not even have the materials to make golden mead, so it can only be made in dreams. Searching in that dangerous territory.”

Maybe it was because of the master's instructions, or maybe he was happy to show off his knowledge to a "weak human being" like Tang San.In short, although the member of the great race didn't have the slightest emotion in his voice, he still told him all the answers Tang San wanted to know.

And Tang San was also willing to understand the knowledge that he lacked. Although it made him a little distressed that the other party spoke directly in his spirit, he was also happy with the unknown knowledge.

"Golden Mead...Dreamland..."

Chewing on these two new terms, Tang San watched the master reciting obscure incantations and pouring wine into the void as if he were worshiping his ancestors in his previous life.In his mind, a new world that he had never known before was gradually taking shape.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched slightly, and his purple gem-like eyes turned uncontrollably, looking straight into the void above the master's head.

After the master finished reciting the incantation and spilled the last glass of golden mead, a chaotic vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and a strange creature flew out of it with a harsh and unpleasant cry.

Just like what Tang San had encountered countless times before, the creature that appeared in front of them was the so-called [Baiyaki].Under the sunset, which was not completely dark, the shape of this strange creature was completely exposed to Tang San's eyes.

This Bayaki has slightly tattered, bat-like fleshy wings, but the joints of the body are like insects covered with exoskeletons, and the claws are more like the claws of birds.

Generally speaking, if this Bayaki stands upright, it looks somewhat similar to a human body.At this moment, it roared the moment it appeared, vibrated the wind-expelling wings on its back, and flew towards the sky.

"Baiyaki... looks like a failure."

The raised fingers slowly relaxed, looking at Byakki who was preparing to escape, unspeakable emotions rippled through Tang San's heart, whether it was fear or regret.

After all, old knowledge is crucial to their world, but if it goes wrong, it can be a real disaster.

But at this moment, he didn't have to make a choice. Things had already happened, and [Demo-Keeping Ghost Ruin] could only summon Bayaki. In the future, he would have some confidence to fight against the mental pollution monster, so it was not without gain.

Just as he was thinking, on the altar, the master looked at the burning talisman in his hand, his pupils slightly dilated.He suddenly raised his head and looked at the "Baiyaki" who was flying around in circles, lowering his head and baring his fangs towards him. The master was shocked all over, with a little blood flowing out of his seven orifices, and his mind suddenly became chaotic.

At the same time, in Tang San's mind, the voice of the great race of Yis sounded again, but it was no longer as calm as before.

It roared hysterically: "Something went wrong! That's not Bayaki! Take action quickly, don't let him escape from here!"

"Better...kill Him!"