Under the way of heaven, all things are regarded as dogs, and the fate of life and death is determined, but you are resurrected and changed your life with the body of a mortal, and you are better than half of the sky!'

'After the Second Immortal War and Sorcery, you sealed your body and consciousness respectively, and plunged yourself into an eternal slumber. ’

Among them, you have sealed the most important part of your consciousness in your former hometown, the Heavenly Desolate Continent. ’

'Now, you, who have been sleeping for thousands of years after sealing yourself, have finally revived your consciousness again!'

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[Warning: Every time an identity is randomly generated, the crisis caused by the identity must be completely resolved.]

The system will issue rewards based on how similar the host is to the new identity!]

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After the cold, low mechanical voice finished speaking, the surroundings gradually fell silent.

Li Xuankong was in a secret room in the Holy Spirit Sect headquarters at this time.

After he obtained the Soul Yuan Fruit, he wanted to refine the Spiritual Pill for the first time, and he happened to come to the Holy Spirit Sect to prepare to loot all the treasures that the Holy Spirit Sect had stored for thousands of years.

After all, there are a lot of materials needed to refine the Spiritual Divine Pill in the future, and some of them still need to be purchased by forces outside the Holy Spirit Sect, and the amount of money and stones is astronomical.

Anyway, Li Xuankong didn't feel distressed, these treasures accumulated by the Holy Spirit Sect masters over the past generations didn't have to be used in vain.

Unexpectedly, not long after coming to the Holy Spirit Sect's Wuling Mountain, Li Xuankong's mind sounded with the sound of a system's prompt.

He knew that his new identity had arrived, so he immediately withdrew from the crowd and went to a secret room alone.

"This identity did not disappoint me. ”

Li Xuankong was silent for a moment, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and had a faint smile on his face.

It's just that there is a little tiredness and bitterness in this smile.

Again and again, in fact, it is also troublesome again and again.

At the beginning, Li Xuankong only thought that he had obtained an incomparable golden finger, which was a pass on the road to his rise.

However, now, Li Xuankong found that every identity brought him also huge trouble, like a never-ending curse, luck and misfortune exist at the same time.

Just like this identity now,

On the surface, it is indeed amazingly powerful, even more shocking than the identity of the Silent Demon Emperor obtained before.

After all, this is a fierce man who has created a new power system by himself, defeated the Heavenly Dao, and leveraged the entire world with his mortal body.

But with that, there is more stress and trouble.

Li Xuankong was just about to get up, when a burst of pain suddenly appeared in his mind.

Countless memories, information, materials, all frantically poured into his mind.

It was part of the memory that belonged to the original Warlock Kushiro.

The most important thing is that the previous identities of this Kushera are different.

He is the most powerful warlock who has truly lived for tens of thousands of years!

Instead of cultivating immortals, it may take hundreds or thousands of years to retreat in the later stage.

Kushara is a mortal.

He has the same physical body and physical needs as a mortal.

The only thing that is different is that he blends into the rules of this world, rather than succumbing to the rules of this world.

He spent every day like a mortal, resting at sunset and working at sunrise.

And his strong thirst for knowledge, and his attitude of not learning all the time, made Kussalo have a huge amount of knowledge in his mind, and also made his memory extremely complicated.

Such a huge amount of memories and materials, even if all of them were turned into brief introductions, made Li Xuankong have an unbearable headache, sat back on the chair in the secret room, and snorted.

The implantation of information about Kushalo lasted more than five minutes before it was completed.

After the complete end, Li Xuankong slowly opened his eyes, and his body was completely soaked.

"Kushara, is that me?"

"Or am I just a part of Kushara?"

Li Xuankong muttered to himself, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Accepting only a part of the memories of this warlock's original person already filled his heart with reverence and amazement for this mortal who had created a new system of power.

In Li Xuankong's opinion, this is something that even any traverser can't do, but it was done by such a seemingly ordinary mortal.

"However, that kind of madness, the pressure of hovering between life and death every second, is really not something that ordinary people can bear. ”

Li Xuankong smiled bitterly, when he transmitted his memory, he only flashed a little bit of the ordinary life of Kushero, which made him subconsciously sweat profusely.

There is no doubt that this is a guy who is cruel to others and even more ruthless to himself.

For half an hour, Li Xuankong quickly went through all the information in the process of implanting identity memory in the system.

In this way, he has a deeper understanding of Kussala.

In fact, on the surface, Kushara is no different from ordinary mortals, but he is more studious, and his curiosity has been heavier since he was a child.

And he is also the part of mortals who knows the most about immortals, because he often does things for immortals, he can get close to immortals, and knows a lot of things that mortals don't understand.

These two points will lead him to a road that no one has walked in the future, laying the groundwork.

It's hard to say whether Kussala was a genius or a madman, in the face of something that everyone thought was impossible, no, even now it is considered impossible.

The art of resurrection is simply incredible.

However, it is not known what Kushra's true thoughts were in the first place, whether it was to atone for sins or simply to seek meaning for his own existence.

For decades, Kushero's travels are constantly learning, exploring, researching, and experimenting!

Finally, after countless crazy experiments, Kushara opened up the world of warlocks and opened the door to taboos.

"There are still a lot of memories that seem to have been deliberately cut apart. ”

Li Xuankong stared, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The memories he had now were only part of Kussala.

Just as the system prompted, Kushara sealed his body and memories in different places.

And although Li Xuankong obtained the most original memory, it was also a lot missing.

As for why Kushara sealed himself, the reason is also very simple.

After Kushara created the warlock line, a total of two full-scale battles broke out with the Immortal Dao, in order to naturally seize the mainstream discourse in this world.

If you win, then the mainstream of the world from now on is the warlock.

If it is defeated, then the warlock line will be suppressed by the Immortal Dao from now on.

"The other side of the sky still exists. ”

Li Xuankong thought of the huge warlock organization in his memory.

The other side,

It is a warlock organization founded by Kushara.

The battle between the Immortal Dao and the Warlock, to be more accurate, is more like the battle between the Immortal Dao and the other side of the sky.

The first battle between the Immortal Dao and the Warlock was very widespread, but the two sides won and lost each other, and neither side completely occupied the top.

And the second battle between the Immortal Dao and the Warlock ended in a complete defeat of the Warlock.

Since then, the warlock has fallen silent in history, and the sky on the other side has been hidden in darkness ever since.

But

The sorcerer never disappeared!

Their figures are only hidden in the darkness, and the history of the deeds of the warlocks is also passed on by word of mouth.

Kussala is known as the ancestor of the warlocks.

Under Kushara's seat, the disciples who respectively passed on the knowledge of the twelve elements of Kushara are also known as the Twelve Apostles.

After the Second Immortal Spell War, Kushara sealed himself and drowned in darkness and sleep.

Several of these twelve apostles were loyal to the death, and they were willing to seal themselves away with Kushara, each in his own homeland, and he would seal himself to sleep.

There are also a few apostles, for the sake of the warlock's inheritance, staying in the world to control the warlock's strongest power, the operation of the other side of the sky.

"In other words, my twelve old monster apprentices are still alive now?"