Chapter 3405

He couldn't help but descend into madness, his temper becoming increasingly irritable, as if even his sanity were about to vanish.

Lin Moyu waited patiently. Half an hour later, amidst Ye Yangyan's flames,

three Chaos Realm Perfection experts were finally slain; they had been soul-controlled.

They never escaped until their deaths. As the Perfection-level Experts died, their Domains shattered.

Countless living beings suffered a great catastrophe. The immense karma was split into three, with the largest portion falling onto the three-headed python.

After all, these three Perfection-level Experts were controlled by it, so it was naturally the primary culprit. The remaining portion was borne by Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu also possessed a Domain, and using the Power of Belief from the countless living beings within his Domain, he blocked almost all the karma.

This was the benefit of having a Domain; the Power of Belief had many uses and the more, the better. Lin Moyu possessed multiple Domains.

His Power of Belief was absurdly abundant. After Ye Yangyan finished off the three Perfection-level Experts, he turned and charged toward the three-headed python.

The three-headed python's soul-control ability was ineffective against Ye Yangyan, and its Power of Time and Space could only fight Ye Yangyan to a stalemate. After Ye Yangyan made his move, Lin Moyu also charged out of the due boat.

He transformed into a giant, utilizing the fist techniques of the Strength Heavenly Venerable, striking out with punch after punch.

The three-headed python looked over with a flash of brilliance in its eyes. The yellow light above Lin Moyu's soul flickered repeatedly, blocking the three-headed python's soul-control technique for him.

The scepter of calamity had never disappointed Lin Moyu, and it did not fail this time either. Sublimation!

Lin Moyu's cultivation realm rose to Chaos Realm Great Success, his physical strength grew stronger, and his fists were now imbued with soul power.

The space-time cage trembled continuously under Lin Moyu's fists, as if it would shatter at any moment. Lin Moyu's punch force had already reached the peak of the Chaos Realm Perfection.

It was enough to cause damage to the three-headed python. Working together with Ye Yangyan, the three-headed python was tightly suppressed.

The scales on its body were constantly shattering. At this rate, it wouldn't take long.

The three-headed python would be defeated. It roared incessantly, its tail sweeping out like a whip.

Time and again, it swept Lin Moyu and Ye Yangyan away, yet it couldn't shake them off. After all, it was not a Quasi-Great Venerable.

It hadn't fully transcended the Chaos Realm!

Lin Moyu felt a hint of disdain and struck even harder.

This feeling of fists connecting with flesh was incredibly satisfying. With every punch, scales shattered and flesh flew, and he collected every drop of flesh directly.

These were good things; they shouldn't be wasted. An illusory image appeared behind the three-headed python once more.

The phantom solidified. At this moment, it was as if the three-headed python from the ancient era had been resurrected, and the Power of Time and Space instantly grew several times stronger.

Ye Yangyan was blasted back by the Power of Time and Space, sustaining numerous wounds on his body, while the giant Lin Moyu had transformed into was shredded on the spot.

Lin Moyu was sent flying a thousand miles away with a muffled grunt. Little Tree's voice rang out simultaneously, "Master, be careful."

"He has awakened his ancient bloodline and is prepared to risk everything," Lin Moyu snorted coldly.

"He won't get the chance!"

With a tap of his finger, the corpses of the three Perfection-level Experts that had just been killed by Ye Yangyan simultaneously turned into dust.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three violent explosions blasted the three-headed python back to its original form.

"What ancient bloodline? Get lost!"

Chapter 4472: Fate's Arrangement

"Regardless of what ancient bloodline you have."

"Just blow it up. As long as the power is sufficient, there is no existence that cannot be blown up…"

If he could use the corpse of the Dao as material, Lin Moyu felt he could blow up the entire Chaos. The sound of the explosion was mixed with screams.

The three-headed python's reincarnated body was blown into near pieces. The summoning of the ancient bloodline was interrupted, and a tattered, broken snake lay dying.

Corpse Explosion didn't just blow up the physical body; it also destroyed the soul. Ye Yangyan continued his attack after the explosion.

Seeing it off on its final journey, the three-headed python struggled to escape, but the space-time cage could no longer be maintained.

It rapidly shattered, returning to the present world. In the present world, the three-headed python's body began to change once again.

Its soul simultaneously descended into madness, and it let out a final roar. Lin Moyu took out the Soul-Severing Needle.

The Soul-Severing Needle flashed by and pierced into its soul. The power of the Soul-Severing Needle was limited.

It could only injure it; it was useless normally, but now it could serve as the final blow to finish it off.

World-Burning Fire flew out in succession, landing on its soul. Lin Moyu was afraid it wouldn't die.

He kept adding more, and at the same time, Undead Servants appeared in the void, surrounding it, while Little Tree's roots became intertwined.

They stirred up a space-time tsunami, completely cutting off its last possibility of escape. The wailing grew weaker and weaker.

Until it disappeared completely. This three-headed python, which had reincarnated from the ancient era via disintegration, finally died completely.

It failed to ascend to its former peak again; it failed to stand at the pinnacle of the world once more. In fact, Lin Moyu was very clear about this.

It was impossible for it to return to the peak. Once it returned to the peak, the first one to come looking for it would be the Dao.

It would die all the same. The top experts of the ancient era were almost all enemies of the Dao.

With a thought from Lin Moyu, the Undead Servants swarmed up and began to dismember it. The massive corpse was decomposed.

Before long, a core flickering with blue light was found. Little Tree exclaimed excitedly:

"There really is a core."

Chaos Child scoffed, "It definitely brought the core with it when it reincarnated. Otherwise, it would be impossible to recover to this extent."

Lin Moyu handed the core to Little Tree. "You absorb it." Little Tree said:

"I only want the space-time talent inside; the soul-control talent is a bit of a waste." Lin Moyu shook his head:

"It won't be a waste. I will turn it into a Revenant, and this core can still be used."

"Although it will no longer have the space-time talent, the soul-control talent is enough. As for the excess flesh,"

"you can eat it if you want. Just leave some for me." Chaos Child shouted excitedly.

It immediately began to devour the flesh, not forgetting to flatter Lin Moyu, "Master is the most generous."

"Master is so good." Little Tree also devoured a portion of the flesh, but not much.

For it, the core was more important. Ye Yangyan handed three storage rings to Lin Moyu; they were the assets left behind by the three Perfection-level Experts.

Lin Moyu took out all the materials inside and threw them into his storage space, handing them to the Silver Light Rabbit Clan to strengthen their Domain. There were many top-tier materials in the inheritance of the Perfection-level Experts.

It was just a pity that the quantity was not too large. Experts like these would put most of the less precious materials in their Domains.

And not in their storage rings. When the Domains disintegrated, these materials also disappeared without a trace.

Sometimes, the returns from killing them were not as good as killing some veteran Chaos Realm Great Success experts. The reincarnated body of the three-headed python was too large.

Chaos Child only ate half before saying it was enough; eating too much of the same thing was useless to it. It mainly used it to enrich and perfect its inner world.

What it needed was the Power of Dao within the flesh. Its method was different from Little Tree's, so there was no conflict between the two.

Little Tree also finished absorbing the space-time talent in the core, integrating it into its own talent, making its Power of Time and Space stronger.

According to Little Tree, the Power of Time and Space it was previously proficient in was piercing through space-time.

And the Power of Time and Space mastered by the three-headed python was to carve out an independent space of its own within space-time and use the Power of Time and Space to strangle opponents.

Now, it would also possess the ability of space-time strangulation, and its combat power had improved significantly.

Lin Moyu waved his hand, and the Undying Flame landed on the remaining flesh. The void trembled.

The flesh slowly reorganized, and the soul also began to regenerate. It did not have a Domain.

And it was not yet a Quasi-Great Venerable. Lin Moyu felt that he should be able to succeed. Ye Yangyan stood guard on the side.

Pure Water was also ready, prepared to solve any problems at any time. The Undying Flame burned incessantly.

Perhaps because the main body of the three-headed python was too strong, the reorganization speed was very slow, but Lin Moyu was not in a hurry.

Having had the experience of resurrecting Ye Yangyan before, he knew that it couldn't be rushed. Gradually,

the outline of the three-headed python appeared in the Undying Flame. Its physical body gradually recovered, and then the soul began to reconverge.

Up until now, no accidents had occurred. Lin Moyu sensed its soul.

It began to gather again bit by bit, from weak to strong, until it returned to the peak of Perfection.

At this moment, the soul stopped and did not continue to grow stronger.

The Undying Flame automatically extinguished and returned to Lin Moyu's hand, meaning the resurrection was over. The resurrected three-headed python prostrated itself before Lin Moyu.

Its massive body, over a million miles long, coiled in the void. Lin Moyu stood before it.

Like a speck of dust. Lin Moyu sensed its changes. After becoming a Revenant, the three-headed python

did not develop thoughts of rebellion like Ye Yangyan. Its cultivation realm was maintained at the peak of Perfection, and it was not like it was before it died,

exceeding the Chaos Realm and approaching the Quasi-Great Venerable; that was a non-existent realm.

It shouldn't have appeared. Lin Moyu asked:

"What is your name?"

"What happened to your soul realm before? Why did you attack me?" The three-headed python said in a low voice:

"My name is Space-Time Soul Python." Previously, it had explained its situation in detail.

Many years ago, it attempted to break through to the Quasi-Great Venerable, but it failed at the very last moment. It wasn't that it couldn't break through to the Quasi-Great Venerable.

It was just that at that time, a feeling suddenly told it that if it succeeded in the breakthrough, it would die!

The Space-Time Soul Python chose to trust its feelings and gave up at the final moment, but that left behind sequelae.

It could not return to the reality of space-time; once it returned, its soul would be affected.

It could not control its physical body, and the body would even explode. Only by entering the various layers of space-time

and relying on the Power of Time and Space to suppress the sequelae could it maintain the balance of its physical body. At the same time, its soul was affected,

becoming extremely irritable, almost devoid of sanity, and no longer able to think.

It would only use the simplest methods to solve problems. The three Perfection-level Experts were soul-controlled by it and became its slaves.

However, it could only control three. The soul-control ability was not as terrifying as others thought. This time,

Ancestor Tianlang successfully promoted to Quasi-Great Venerable, which was exactly sensed by it, and it saw Lin Moyu through space-time.

Its soul instinct told it that Lin Moyu could solve its sequelae, but because it could not think,

its habit over the years made it think that as long as it controlled Lin Moyu, it could make him do anything for it. Under these circumstances,

it ordered the three slaves to attack Lin Moyu. After hearing its account, Lin Moyu felt a sense of being unable to laugh or cry.

"How does it feel like fate's arrangement, delivering itself to my doorstep? However, after becoming a Revenant,"

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it did indeed solve the problem of the sequelae. Its soul instinct did not lie to it, and he had gained a pretty good thug.

At the very least, it could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with top Perfection-level Experts. For the new Revenant, the first order Lin Moyu issued

was for it to hand over all its wealth. As the reincarnated body of the three-headed python, it had actually lived for countless years.

From the initial ignorance to the later terrifying strength, in this process, it had been smooth sailing all the way.

It had obtained massive wealth, and now it had all become Lin Moyu's items. The Space-Time Soul Python could no longer be called the Space-Time Soul Python.

The original space-time talent within the core had been sucked dry by Little Tree. Becoming a Revenant could not make the core regenerate. According to Little Tree,

things like cores were very special and were not innate objects, so once consumed, they could not regenerate.

The three-headed python's core originally had three abilities: Space-Time, Soul Control, and Disintegration Reincarnation.

Later, it was killed by the Golden Winged Peng, and the Disintegration Reincarnation ability was activated, allowing it to save its life.

But from then on, that ability no longer existed within the core. Now, the space-time energy had also been sucked dry, leaving only Soul Control.

Its combat power had weakened significantly. In Lin Moyu's view, after the three-headed python reincarnated, only one head remained.

The core also only had one ability left. Perhaps this was fate's arrangement. He did not believe in fate.