Mythological origins

Bai Mo's voice echoed directly in their hearts, making them all confused.

They said the mission was completed, but what about the historical text?

Their mission was to find the historical text and bring it back to the empire!

Before he could figure out anything, Du Nai noticed something unusual.

"Captain, have you noticed that the world in the picture seems to have suddenly started to move away from us..."

"It's just the opposite of what we were sucked in just now. Can we really leave this weird world?"

Their team didn't know whether it was unlucky or lucky. They found the target as soon as they were sent here, but found that everything was out of their control.

They were uncontrollably sucked into the world in the memory picture, and then uncontrollably expelled.

Everything seemed like a dream, and the world became bizarre.

When they reacted again, there were no people in white, and no picture world.

Several people appeared in the cave just as they had just landed.

…

“Is this… the battlefield of the natives?”

“It seems we are unlucky.”

“The highest combat power in this world is the God of Transformation, which is about equal to the extraordinary people of the late fourth to early fifth stage of the Empire. As long as we don’t meet them head-on, we are still relatively safe…”

“…Woo woo woo…”

“Du Nai, please stop talking. Everyone in the group knows that you have the most poisonous mouth and you say whatever you want.”

“Captain, do you know what the historical text we are looking for is?”

“…”

…

The core of the Demon God Temple.

“Bai Mo, what did you do just now?!!!” Isis, who turned into a girl again, looked at a wall of the Demon God Temple with a little horror.

There is a painting on the wall, and Bai Mo’s figure is in the painting.

“Why did time go back half a quarter of an hour?”

At this time, in the entire Yuanyang Realm, except for Bai Mo, she might be the only one who noticed something wrong.

“The power of the true yang is really interesting.” Bai Mo in the painting said.

"Zhen Yang? You succeeded?!"

In one of the memory lines in Isis's mind that was completely different from the current history of Daochen Realm, she remembered a certain fragment.

...

Hundreds of years ago, Daochen Immortal Realm.

In a world made entirely of flesh and blood, a white figure that was out of tune with the environment walked out of a door made entirely of countless tentacles intertwined with each other.

"Why did you come so early?"

Isis, who had dark green hair and looked like an ordinary girl in the upper body, "grew" on a wall of flesh and blood, looking at Bai Mo who arrived early with a little surprise.

"Logically, you should arrive at least ten days later."

She invited Bai Mo from the asteroid Earth to participate in the Zerg's pioneering war in Daochen Realm, but she didn't expect that the other party would arrive a full ten days earlier than she expected.

The speed of moving across worlds is basically proportional to the strength. The more powerful the life, the shorter the time it needs to delay in the space layer.

"No, you are also a middle-level fairy!!!"    "How can a living being jump from a low level to a middle level in less than two hundred years?!"

The Isis tribe has the concepts of lower-level fairies, middle-level fairies, and high-level fairies, which roughly correspond to the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of humans respectively.

When she first met Bai Mo and invited him as an incarnation, he had just stepped into the seventh level not long ago.

In the Daochen Realm, the seventh level is roughly between the level of True Immortal and Golden Immortal. For Isis, a middle-level fairy equivalent to Dao Zun, it is a powerful but controllable high-level fighter.

If she knew that Bai Mo was a strong man at the same level as herself, she would not easily invite him to help. That would be adding players, not adding chess pieces.

Bai Mo did not explain, but just turned his head coldly.

"..."

"Even if you are a congenital creature, you can't skip the huge accumulation after becoming a fairy life."

The seventh-level true immortal who has just ascended to the fairy level can at most be regarded as invincible on the surface of the earth. He can clear most of the non-immortal life on the surface of a planet in the time of a cup of tea.

And the eighth-level Taoist master who has the power of a star, his mere existence is equivalent to the planet itself, which is several orders of magnitude more than the simple surface invincibility.

The destructive power of the seventh-level true immortal is similar to a mobile nuclear bomb scrubber, and the nuclear bomb will explode wherever it goes.

But even if the nuclear bomb washes the ground ten times, for the planetary-level size of the Taoist master, it is equivalent to wiping off a thin layer of skin on the surface, which is insignificant.

……

"You didn't force the Taoist poison out of your body, but you tried your best to absorb and utilize it?"

Isis's mind diverged for several seconds, searching a lot of information in her memory, and then she said such an answer with a little doubt and uncertainty.

She really didn't expect that there would be a madman who dared to do this, absorbing the Taoist poison without scruples, really not afraid of death?

"Dao Poison? Do you mean the power of Dao transformation?" Bai Mo clenched his right hand into a fist, then opened his five fingers again, and a strange light appeared in his palm.

"You won't live long."

After seeing this light, Isis completely confirmed his thoughts. The other party did absorb the Dao Poison, which is the power of Dao transformation in his mouth, and exchanged it for power in a nearly suicidal way.

"Five hundred years left." Bai Mo did not hide the time he had left.

Dao poison, or the power of Daohua, is a problem that has troubled countless powerful people in Daochen Immortal Realm.

Becoming an immortal seems to be something against the will of heaven. As long as the power of a living being reaches the level of a true immortal, it will be cursed by Daohua for no reason.

This curse power called the power of Daohua will constantly erode all the desires of the target life form, making people completely desireless, and finally even the self will disappear, turning into an unconscious meteorite in the universe.

Or, a meteorite.

Because of this, as long as the life above the level of a true immortal still wants to live, it will try every means to fight against the power of Daohua, at least to delay the erosion of the power of Daohua on itself.

No one has ever let go of his mind and actively absorbed the power of Daohua like Bai Mo did.

Why?

Isis wanted to ask this question, but when the words came to her lips, she still didn't ask it, because she remembered that Bai Mo was the first person to become an immortal in his world. Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to fight against Daohua, but... it's too late when he found out.

…

"How about we make a deal?"

The half-length girl with green long hair gently flapped her transparent wings behind her, as if she was thinking about something.

The two parties were already in an equal position, so the original employment conditions could no longer be used.

"Deal?"

"I will tell you how to fight against the Dao poison, and in exchange, you have to help me contain a Dao Zun from the Daochen Realm."