Ye Mo was silent for a long time, and his brain was a little confused after learning the truth.

He was actually inside a flower, and the so-called enclosed space was actually a flower that had been closed.

Even though he was well-read, he did not find any mention of the mysterious flower in any of the texts.

After thinking about it again, Ye Mo still decided to break out first.

If he stays here, he will inevitably die, and he may be able to find a turning point when he goes out.

Even though the mysterious flower looked difficult to deal with, he was unwilling to give up.

After all, escaping from the abyss has been his obsession for more than ten years, and this belief has been deeply rooted in his blood and bones.

He wanted to let that man, the selfish and indifferent old diehards of the Augustine family, know that only he could control the fate of his night silence!

With Fang Cai's real-like experience, Ye Mo now has a new understanding of the structure of the "walls" around him, and his escape plan is becoming more and more perfect, and now he only needs to confirm the last guess before he can take action.

And before that, he had to ...... Regain control of your body.

The body is now firmly bound by tentacles, and the means of night silence have been limited a lot, but fortunately, he still needs a method, which requires very little flexibility of the body, and only needs to ...... It is enough to be able to speak.

A glint flashed in Ye Mo's eyes, his thin lips opened and closed, and a deep voice sounded:

"The world on the other side, the paradise of the dead, listen to my whispers...... Death is not the end ......"

There is a kind of magical power in these words, as if they carry some kind of rule, breaking down the barriers between dimensions.

There was a hint of coldness in the air, which made people feel ominous, as if there was some kind of great will snooping on this place, and it was about to descend here.

The abyssal bugs sensed something was wrong and let out a low roar, full of vigilance.

Ye Mo was not disturbed by this, and continued to say the incantation: "The Grim Reaper is whispering, the feast of blood ......"

......

Some lifeless plane from the abyss.

It's empty, but it's not lifelong, and there are huge castle-like buildings every tens of thousands of miles.

"All things will return to the bosom of death......

A clear, low teenage voice suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence here.

The voice seemed to echo some mysterious rule of the plane, causing a massive portal to appear in the void.

"Roar, roar!"

The appearance of this vortex made the plane that had been calm for an unknown number of years boil.

The ground began to churn and the dirt was torn apart.

The originally empty ground changed dramatically in an instant:

"Snort, snort-"

Tombstones rose from the ground, tombs of various styles appeared out of thin air, and white skeletons crawled out of them.

A blood-colored river appeared out of thin air, stretching across it, and countless bones and remains floated on it.

Then there are other kinds of "life"—translucent ghosts with green flames, spoofing lichs, rotting zombies......

"The breath of life ......."

The undead rushed to the door, and the sheer size of the tens of thousands looked terrifying.

However, when one of the first skeleton soldiers had already poked half its head into the portal, a large shadow suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Woo ......"

This shadow carried infinite power, and the undead could not even withstand the momentum, and they were annihilated on the spot.

The crowded scene was instantly emptied, and then a touch of crystal clear white flashed by, reaching into the ...... in one fell swoop in that door.

......

In the abyss, Ye Mo's spell was finally coming to an end, and the spiritual power of the status level was almost exhausted.

Ye Mo didn't expect that casting undead magic would be so mentally draining, and he could feel that if it weren't for his bloodline advantage, with his current strength, he wouldn't even be qualified to cast it.

If anyone can know Ye Mo's thoughts, they must be terrified, because Ye Mo is actually using the taboo of the Twilight Continent - undead magic!

Necromancy, an evil method of manipulating the undead, is a spurned existence even in the Abyss camp, especially those with noble status, and they disdain this kind of "dirty" method in their opinion.

He didn't care about this overnight, although he was born in the Augustinian family, he had a miserable life, how could he care about any aristocratic honor, as long as he could keep him alive, he didn't mind any necromancy and living magic.

It was at this moment that the spell finally succeeded.

Under a powerful and mysterious rule, a mysterious portal took shape in front of Ye Mo.

The portal is not large, but it has a certain magical power, giving people a sense of evil, and a cold and pure aura emanates from it, even if it is not inferior to the evil atmosphere of the abyss.

The moment the portal appeared, the temperature around it dropped sharply, and gusts of wind blew.

"Bang"

Suddenly, the sound of the dead wooden door being pushed open sounded, and the door in the void opened!

An indescribable cold aura came to his face, Ye Mo's heart almost stopped, and countless ghosts seemed to appear in front of him.

Then, with a flash of white light, something that could not be caught by the naked eye came to this place.

When all the movement was over, Ye Mo found that the tentacles on his body had disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

And the place where the tentacles were originally located was replaced by a touch of crystal whiteness.

These are five slender fingers, distinct bone joints, white bone glow, like the most delicate crystal in the world, without the gloom of the necromancer, but giving people a sense of warmth and purity.

At the end is a Peugeot's beauty slender hand!

Only half of the hand was exposed, and the other part was hidden behind the portal.

It's not that Ye Mo doesn't want to summon all of them, but because his current spiritual power can only provide the consumption of this palm.

Looking at this bone hand, Ye Mo's eyes flashed with complicated feelings, even when he was abandoned by his father and became a sacrifice, he had never lost his temper so much.

"That's nice, dear...... We're meeting again......" The whisper was like a dream, and no one could hear it except Ye Mo himself.

"Bubbling ......"

Just then, the sound of the water was heard.

At first, the sound was small, but soon it grew louder.

Ye Mo's heart chuckled, and he immediately thought of the white flower he had seen before, and he knew that its revenge was coming!

The viscous color of blood met Ye Mo's eyes with a sudden attitude.

The rich fishy smell filled Ye Mo's entire snort, and blood rose from below, quickly flooding the soles of his feet, and rising at an extremely fast speed, forming a pool of blood

This pool of blood originated from the same source as the sea of blood beneath the huge white flowers that Ye Mo had seen before.

"Click......"

Suddenly, a sharp pain came, and Ye Mo's face changed wildly, and something was biting at his left foot.

Bending down, Ye Mo recklessly reached out to his attacked foot and grabbed it fiercely.

The slippery touch came, and Ye Mo pulled it hard, and the unknown thing was brought out by him, revealing the true face of Lushan.

It turned out to be a woman's head!

The neck was an irregular cut, as if it had been forcibly broken, and the big eyes that could speak were swollen, staring straight at Ye Mo, empty and terrifying, and there was still the horror of death on his distorted face.

Seeing such a terrible scene, Ye Mo's heart also jumped, and he subconsciously let go of his hand and wanted to lose the woman's head.

However, he soon discovers that he can't throw this thing away!

At some point, strands of black hair wrapped around his hand.

The head that had been dead for an unknown number of years, and the hair was actually growing wildly, quickly spreading from Ye Mo's hand to his whole body.

At the same time, several pale palms stretched out from the pool of blood below, pulling Ye Mo's body and falling downward.

During the whole process, it was as if the ground no longer existed, and Ye Mo's body went down without any hindrance, and soon the blood pool below the base of his thighs was gone.

"Look for death!"

Ye Mo's eyes were full of anger, he really couldn't deal with the abyss creation, but the idea that a group of undead wanted to fight him was simply delusional.

You must know that whether you want to or not, he inherits the bloodline of the Augustine family, and the first to awaken is the power of the god of death, one of the strongest ancestors of the Augustine family.

In other words, Ye Mo is a dignified godborn, and although he did not inherit the priesthood, he still has some fragments of divine power that have been integrated into his bloodline, and he has an extraordinary talent for necromancy.

Otherwise, how would Ye Mo perform undead magic at the Threshold level?

Ye Mo sank his mind into his heart, where was the core of his bloodline, carrying the power of death.

The heart supplies blood circulation throughout the body, and it is the place where the power of the blood is inherited.

There is a miniature space at the heart, like a dantian, which looks infinitely small on the outside, but infinitely large on the inside.

A large gray area, with only a small fraction of it black, like a small sapling, but only a bare trunk with no branches.

This is the source of Yemo's bloodline, and the gray part is the bloodline power that has not yet awakened.

The Augustine family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and although it advocates keeping the bloodline pure, it is not against intermarriage with foreign clans, so it has been passed on to Yemo here is already a mixture of multiple bloodline powers.

Because some of them also believe that only when they can still stand out in the mixed forces of multiple bloodlines, can they be called the powerful bloodlines of the Augustinian family.

Of course, although the bloodline is strong, not everyone can inherit it, it is not revealed at the beginning, and it needs to be awakened again and again before it can fully function.

The strongest bloodline power of the Augustinian family

It mainly comes from the three giants of the Augustine family - the god of death, the god of war, and the demon king of hell.

All of them are well-known powerhouses in the Twilight Continent, and they are the top existences in many planes.

However, even in the Augustinian family, which is full of talents, few people can awaken the same bloodline as them.

And every family member who was lucky enough to inherit the bloodline of one of Augustine's three ancestors, even if they didn't cultivate, could easily reach the fourth-order heavenly rank level when they became adults.

This is the power of the bloodline, and it is also the foundation of being a first-class wealthy family in the abyss.

Ye Mo currently knows that he has initially awakened two bloodlines, and the black sapling is the embodiment of the bloodline of the god of death.

The gray area that occupies most of the space is another unknown bloodline power.

Nightmo had studied the Augustinian lineage, but had not found any record of the grey bloodline.

It's as if this bloodline has never been seen in history!