Beastmaster

Chapter 558: The Core of Desolation

Jing Cangming sat next to Yan Zhen, and looking at his angry expression he sighed.

Similarly, he was helpless against the heinous things done by foreign kings and foreign countries.

"I had no choice. After King Alien broke through to become a higher god, he had a great battle with the leader of the Order Sect. However, the leader of the Order Sect had been suffering from a hidden injury for many years and was no match for King Alien. In the end, the Order Sect tried their best and my Ming Mansion was able to escape death," Jing Cangming said, and the light in his eyes dimmed again.

At this moment, the excitement and pleasure that condensed the core of desolation disappeared completely.

Yan Zhen clenched his fists tightly, but he was helpless and could not do anything.

Yes, Jing Cangming is at least an intermediate god, what about me? After being tortured by the desolation for so many years, I have never been able to practice, and can only constantly fight against the increasingly powerful power of the desolation.

Up to now, I am still at the level of a lower god and cannot participate in the so-called "for the sky" at all.

"Cangming, it seems that if we want to fight against the foreign king now, one of us must be promoted to a higher god," Yan Zhen looked at Jing Cangming and said as if he was looking at a future savior.

Jing Cangming sneered and said, "Ancestor Yan Zhen, you think too simply. The King of Alien Kingdom also took advantage of the loophole. If it weren't for the hidden injury in the body of the Order Sect's leader, the King of Alien Kingdom, as a newly promoted superior god, would not be a match for the Order Sect's leader. And now, even if someone is promoted to a superior, what can he do?"

But it is true that there is nothing wrong with what Jing Cangming said.

"Haha, forget it, let's not think about this for now. Whether the sky can be freed from the hands of the alien king is not up to you and me to decide. After all, to this world, we are nothing more than ants."

Looking at Yan Zhen who had lost his will to fight, Jing Cangming was not angry at all, but nodded and agreed with what he said.

To be honest, Jing Cangming used to think that he was the savior of Huangjiang Village, and that was enough.

Later on, he actually became the savior of the Western Continent, and finally the savior of the entire Beast Taming World.

Originally he thought that he would be the savior of Cangkong, but that battle really pushed Jing Cangming from the peak to the bottom.

He now has no confidence or faith. He used to believe that his fate is in his own hands, but now he feels that everything is decided by heaven.

For example, meeting Yan Zhen at this moment, sitting together and eating meat, what to do every minute and every second is arranged by God.

I don't want to fight for anything anymore. I just need to know that the world I am protecting is still peaceful.

"Ancestor Yan Zhen, let me consolidate the Core of Desolation first. I absorbed too much at a time, which caused my breath to be unstable now." Jing Cangming looked so weak at this time that it was really pitiful.

If someone he knows saw his appearance now, no one would believe that this was the Jing Cangming who was full of vigor and vitality and swept across the Wanjie Mountain back then!

Yan Zhen nodded and said, "You should consolidate it first. This wasteland is not so easy to conquer."

Yan Zhen was observing Jing Cangming's situation as he spoke, because he still couldn't quite believe that the desolation that he had struggled to absorb for so many years without being able to absorb even a bit was absorbed so easily by the young man in front of him?

Even at this moment, Yan Zhen felt that this must be a trap set by Huangwu, who had already developed spiritual intelligence.

He did not leave here, but stayed by Jing Cangming's side in case of emergency.

Jing Cangming didn't say anything else, because when he said he wanted to consolidate the core of desolation in his body, he had already felt the restlessness coming from the desolation.

At this moment, inside Jing Cangming's body, the core of desolation was floating like a sun on the boundless sea of ​​energy.

After Jing Cangming became a god, the attribute bar in his body began to liquidate. After years of evolution, when he was promoted to an intermediate god, the energy bar turned into an energy pool and eventually expanded into the shape of an energy sea.

The sea was calm and grey, with only occasional flashes of other colours flashing through it.

And now, the gray color on the surface of Jing Cangming's energy sea has faded away and turned into blue-black. The gray color is actually gathering towards the bottom of the sea, as if it was driven away by a more powerful energy.

Jing Cangming came into his own body from the outside world, and looking at the changes in the vast sea of ​​energy, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

To be honest, even though Jing Cangming knew that desolation was a higher attribute of chaos, he did not expect it to be suppressed to this extent.

If he didn't know, he would even think that his energy sea had been this color from the beginning.

The desolate core in the sky, which was as bright as tomorrow, gradually lost its blue-black light after Jing Cangming came in.

Perhaps because the light had dissipated, Jing Cangming felt that the sadness and despair in his heart had actually dissipated a little.

Jing Cangming snorted coldly. It seems that this color can really affect people's emotions.

At this moment, Jing Cangming and the Core of Desolation were on the same level, looking directly at it.

After the color of the Desolate Core faded, its condensed appearance was revealed. It really looked like a spirit crystal core, floating in the air like an ice cone.

Jing Cangming frowned, slowly raised his hand, and released a trace of desolate power towards the core of desolation.

This desolate power gradually gathered from Jing Cangming's hands and turned into small blue-black spots of light.

Looking closely, it was exactly the same as the one released by Yan Zhen when he attacked him before, except that it was much smaller than that one, like a grain of rice.

Jing Cangming looked at the desolate power condensed in his palm and smiled bitterly.

It’s not that Jing Cangming wants to condense such a large amount of power, but he can only control so much desolate power even if he tries his best.

Jing Cangming shook his head with a bitter face, then flipped his hand and pushed the rice-grain-sized power of desolation that he had condensed towards the core of desolation.

The speed was not very fast, but the destructive sense of oppression made Jing Cangming himself excited.

Gradually, the power of desolation condensed by Jing Cangming has gradually arrived in front of the core of desolation.

However, the power of desolation seemed to be shut out and stopped moving not far in front of the core of desolation, unable to move forward any further!

Jing Cangming was a little surprised because he had not yet felt the energy emanating from the Core of Desolation.

Could it be? Could it be that there is an invisible barrier?

With this doubt, Jing Cangming slowly floated towards the direction of the core of desolation.

Where Jing Cangming floated past, the sponge caused a faint ripple, as if stirring up the sea of ​​energy.

Soon, Jing Cangming came to the side of the desolate power he had condensed.

He glanced at his desolate power from the side, and then he realized that the desolate power had not stopped! Instead, the desolate power as small as a grain of rice was actually shaking and circling in the same place!

Jing Cangming's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

He turned around in surprise and looked at the Core of Desolation not far in front of him. It turned out that the Core of Desolation was not without releasing energy, but he could not feel the energy it released at all!

After getting closer, he discovered that there was actually a silk thread connecting the Core of Desolation and the rice-grain-sized power of desolation that he had condensed, which was controlling it.

If I wasn't close, I would probably have found it difficult to spot.

I am a mid-level god! How could I not be able to detect such a tiny thread? This makes me feel uneasy.

At this moment, the only thought in Jing Cangming's mind was how powerful this desolation was!

Jing Cangming stretched out his hand, trying to take back this drop of desolate power.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to control it to return to his direction.

The Core of Desolation seemed to have discovered that Jing Cangming was struggling to gain more strength, and then it violently burst out with a blue-black light.

The light instantly engulfed Jing Cangming, plunging him into a blue-black color.

Jing Cangming hurriedly cast a barrier, but it was of no avail. His barrier instantly turned to ashes and disappeared in the face of the blue-black light.

At this moment, Jing Cangming was in a deep blue-black area, and his eyes could not see anything else, including his own body.

It was as if he himself was also assimilated by the blue-black light.

If he could not still feel his body, Jing Cangming would have thought he was dead.

Just when Jing Cangming was at a loss, a voice was heard.

"Good talent." This voice sounded particularly harsh, even uglier than the voice of the foreign king.

This made Jing Cangming cover his ears instantly. Although he couldn't see it, he could still feel it.

"Who are you!" Jing Cangming frowned, and his facial features were almost twisted together.

"You come to see me but you don't know who I am?!" After hearing Jing Cangming's words, the voice immediately exuded pressure and anger.

For a moment, Jing Cangming felt as if he was a contracted beast that had fallen to the ground, feeling as uncomfortable as if he was being suppressed by the top dragon of the same lineage.

He even felt that he couldn't stand up, and now he seemed to be curled up.

This voice, fueled by the other party's anger, continued to echo around him, in his ears and in his head.

The terrifying thing was that even if Jing Cangming tried his best to cover his ears, it was useless. This sound seemed to be able to penetrate his cells and reach his heart.

A sense of fear kept hitting Jing Cangming's mind, and he felt as if he was going to be scared to death in the next moment.

"Ah!!" Jing Cangming closed his eyes tightly and began to wail in agony.

At the same time, in the sky world, Jing Cangming's real body fell to the ground in pain.

Yan Zhen looked at Jing Cangming, who was in great pain, frowning and gritting his teeth, and hurriedly protected him and tried to help him.

Yan Zhen quickly activated the chaotic power in his body, forming a barrier that wrapped around Jing Cangming's body.