In the Void of the Ancient Pavilion, Tang Shidao activated the secret book of the warrior monk. Although it was a collaborative cultivation, the natives of the Ancient Pavilion Void played a great role. But success is success, and 100% of the fruit is harvested by Tang Shidao. Because of that success, Tang Shidao also thoroughly understood the path of skill activation. This kind of benefit is unimaginable.

Now.

Because of the provocation of the white ape, Tang Shidao inadvertently awakened another: the ancestor is perfect.

Compared with the secret book of the warrior monk who also has moves, the ancestor is perfect but there is nothing...... Taste, smell, touch, sight, hearing, heart, time, space, these things have nothing to do with spells and moves. Therefore, its birth is not easy, it can be said to be the result of chance, and it is barely possible.

Relative.

As long as it is successfully generated, Tang Shidao can advance at the speed of light.

With the power of the Creation Divine Body, it is not difficult to practice anything, it is only difficult to find the right way.

"I need to meditate for a while." As Mr. Long, in a place like Shenxiao, where the heroes gather, Tang Shidao only said this to Ke Weng. Then, in a public square in Shenxiao, meditate, meditate, and enter an unguarded state of practice.

The Lords of the Divine Heavens were shocked, shocked by this boldness.

Soon.

Hearing that Keon had also entered meditation, people began to realize that this 'battle' was fruitful for both of them. Even so, I was still surprised that Mr. Long had the courage to meditate in public, and even admired it a little. In a place like Shenxiao, although everyone generally doesn't cause trouble. But once someone really causes trouble, it's a dominant-level shot.

Mr. Long is not a master yet, and he dares to practice under the noses of many masters, which shows the high level of courage.

This is no joke or a try.

This is the practice.

Normally, non-dominant characters have to be careful when they sleep and rest in the gods, let alone this kind of self-cultivation. As you can guess, Mr. Long is not a mindless retreat, he has the confidence to protect himself. As for whether it is really so powerful, it can protect itself in practice, not to mention. At least, Mr. Long has this confidence.

So, that's what makes people admire.

The other side.

The white ape woke up from a nightmare, and vaguely, it felt that it was not normal.

So it was on the first day.

Still the next day.

Nightmare.

Another nightmare.

Still a nightmare.

I don't know why, the white ape feels like he's going crazy, and even his thinking is about to change into another mode. In your own private space, all living beings have a sweet spring of fear, sorrow, pain, and despair. But in the same way, the anger and resentment of living beings are like knives, as if they can cut their own flesh and skin.

Unconsciously.

The white ape no longer devours living creatures, but has to spread fear in order to protect its powerful image.

At the same time, it also adds a little sense of security to your fragile heart.

Every day is spent in nightmares.

Gradually.

The white ape no longer stepped out of the temple, and just listening to the outside sound made his bones feel cold. Occasionally, the white ape will let out a roar, startling the growing laughter outside with a loud roar...... It doesn't like laughter, it only loves crying! Especially after entering a nightmare every night, every laughter makes it feel like it can't stop shaking.

Ten days, twenty days, one month, two months.

The white ape didn't know what was wrong with him.

Alive?

Or just the walking dead?

Is it yourself, or is it completely another life?

Because of fear, the white ape's mind has become confused. In its mind, nightmares take over the majority. In the past, I only had nightmares when I slept and rested, but now, I have them during the day. Even if you don't rest, just be in a daze, and the fear that is entrenched in your heart will start to spread. The white ape had also awakened the spirit, but the laughter and cries around the temple, the natural heat and cold of heaven and earth, everything would form fear.

Like maggots attached to the bones, there is no escape.

"Father ......"

The only light in the heart of the white ape, the only faith.

Even if it was inexplicably afraid of that figure, but, with fear permeating its whole body, that giant shadow was its only hope.

Another ten days.

Twenty days.

For a month, the white ape suddenly thought: Maybe I should give up, maybe I should surrender, dare to promise that I should give in. Not give in completely, but give in partially, and make your life easier. That 'fear' cannot be overcome, escaped, forgotten, and can only be succumbed...... As long as there is hope in my heart, I can bend my knees, and one day, the Father will save me.

Thereupon.

The moment the white ape decided to give in: it woke up.

There is no reason for this.

Like a gift.

Suddenly, the White Ape added a whole new bloodline power: the Vajra Ape Bloodline.

"What kind of ...... is this?"

Inexplicable surprise appeared in an instant, and the white ape's sense of humiliation disappeared in a second, and he couldn't believe that this was the gift of fear. Vajra Ape bloodline, a bloodline that is close to the apex of the clan. As long as you have it, you can grow tenfold and hundredfold, you can advance to another level, and you can turn over and be the master.

Thanks for the fear...... No, thank you, Father.

You are the light of my faith!

The white ape's long-lost smile resurfaced on his face, but ......

"It doesn't belong to you, give it to me." The huge white ape looked at the elated little guy in his palm, and replied coldly, and then forcibly extracted this bloodline power.

"But I ......," the white ape's smile froze.

It's hard to believe.

This is the deepest light in my heart.

"You are my creation, and everything about you should belong to me. The Vajra Ape bloodline is too high-level, and you are not yet eligible to enjoy it. If you can awaken it, even if you have a fifth-level meritorious service, I have other bloodlines that can be prioritized in the future......"

The white ape didn't finish listening, and its heart was broken.

Countless days and nights.

Countless nightmares.

Countless insistences.

In the midst of infinite fear, Father, you are the only light in my heart, how can you do this to me...... The white ape went crazy, and the dementia generally pounced on the fingers of the huge white ape, and bit madly. Of course, this attack is useless. The giant white ape also needs no defense, and is just a small mad dog in the palm of his hand. Bites, bites, so what? It's the master, and a thought can be answered.

The giant white ape can sense that this little thing wants to snatch it from itself and regain its lost Vajra Ape bloodline.

However, this is just beyond our means.

It can't be successful.

Shake your hands.

One throw.

"You should thank me for my kindness." The giant white ape throws the little white ape back into its private space, closes it in front of all the little white apes, and seals the entrance. The little white apes can understand that this is 'captivity', and it will only be released if the father forgives it or remembers it. Otherwise, that 'mad dog' will have to stay in his private space forever.

The white ape fell back into his private space and crashed to the ground.

Bloodstained body.

It made one last effort, and when it opened its eyes, it was greeted by a horde of frightened and excited beasts and humans. The beasts looked nervously, the humans with stones and sickles, and there was only one taste in the eyes of these creatures: they wished they were going to die!

It was wounded, killed it.

Or or.

Please, die, don't wake up, please.

The white ape felt the pain of being bitten slightly, and also heard the people's weeping prayers: No one wants to live! The Father doesn't want it, these people don't want it, and they ...... I don't want either.

Beast teeth, stones, scythes for mowing grass, countless attacks were carried out, but in fact, not even a single hair of the white ape could be injured.

I don't know when.

It closed its eyes, and the only light in its heart vanished.

Another moment.

It opened its eyes again and sat up slowly, the beasts on the ground scattered, but the crowd did not flee, all with expressions of despair. They didn't want to run away, knowing that no one could escape the gods' sanctions. They did not close their eyes and wait for death, they only looked at the white ape coldly, praying in their hearts that it would be more injured and miserable next time, and that it would be better to die forever if it could not afford it.

"It's over." The white ape spoke lightly.

"Huh?" The crowd was amazed and found that the white ape's expression was completely different, like a wise man.

"No more tribute, no more temples, no more sacrifices, you are free now. Establish your own order, set up your own kingdom, and try to run your lives. Go, I am no longer your God, and your fears are gone. With a wave of his hand, the white ape healed the injured man in the chaos.

The crowd understood, but not understood.

At this time.

They saw the white ape raise his palm, pull a few wisps of blood from his fingertips, and whisper a mantra that no one could understand. At this time, the blood reassembles and intertwines into a new blood pattern totem. Soon, the blood-streaked totem submerged into the white ape's body, and in the blink of an eye, the white ape quickly became bigger, stronger, and stronger...... The body, which was originally only tens of meters, has become hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Desperate looks reappeared.

But, it feels strange...... The gigantic white ape has a very mild taste.

Even when it got bigger, it was careful not to trample a single person.

Changed in the past.

It will surely deliberately stomp some to death and then laugh cruelly.

"Let's go, you're free." The white ape flew up gently, ignoring everyone, and rose into the sky.

Then.

The white ape slowly shrunk, slowly straightened his spine, and his expression changed to a human demeanor: "This is really right, the moment of snatching is the moment of your carelessness." Exchange the Vajra Ape Bloodline for your 'Ancient Bloodline'...... Well, that's good. Thank you for your generosity, White Old Ape Domination. ”

After whispering, the clouds rolled into a cocoon.

Automatically enters the evolution time.

At this moment, is the white ape still the white ape?

No!

Not anymore!

After fear devours, despair hangs, and the only light in the heart is extinguished, the white ape can no longer be called life, it has been detached from the essence of life. Instead, another seed that has long been planted sprouts, grows, grows, and finally replaces completely.

Is it Tang Shidao?

Is it the activation of the ancestor perfect human physique?

Doesn't matter.

In a sense: it's all the same. It can be said that the white ape is the only life that does not need to die to enter the process of 'reincarnation'. It is equal to Tang Shidao's alter self, except that it is not a human body. The fruits of rebirth are more than the extent of doppelgangers and splits, because reincarnation is equivalent to the most perfect relinquishment.

Originally, this was just an activation experiment of the ancestor perfect.

However, it works too well.

Tang Shidao has the jade of the ape, and he also has the transformation technique of the Great Ape King, and it is really easy to give the white ape the 'King Kong Ape Bloodline'. After all, the role of the Creation Divine Body is too powerful. What I didn't expect was that the White Old Ape Domination actually didn't cultivate it, but forcibly seized it.

The moment the white ape went crazy, Tang Shidao knew...... It's dead.

The light of hope in my heart is extinguished.

Everything is closed.

"Don't worry, I'll help you get revenge." A soft voice came out of the cloud-like cocoon, and everything returned to stillness.