On the grinding disc, the demon seed fell out of the heart, and the dark red heart immediately lost its protection, and under the sharp blade of the translucent grinding disc, it turned into a thick liquid and flowed into the container.

Mo Han was completely unconscious, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know who he was. All his memories were blank, like a soul floating in the endless void that never disappeared.

Under the grinding plate, next to the Linglong Pagoda and the Demon Seed, the Soul Coffin lay quietly on the black rock, and the sun shone on it, reflecting a dark light.

Old man Dugu's gaze was firmly fixed on the thick liquid in the container next to the grinding disc, and he knew that if Mo Han wanted to be reborn, he had to be reborn from the container. Although the old man Dugu has never seen what the body and soul look like after self-beheading, he believes that Mo Han after self-beheading, whether it is soul or body, will surpass ancient and modern, if there is no suitable carrier or no suitable soul, the body will reject the soul, and the soul will reject the body.

And the best is the original, so if Mo Han wants to be reborn, he will inevitably shape a new body from the container.

The demon seed left Mo Han's heart, as if it had lost all its vitality, and it was suspended in mid-air, motionless, without any abnormality.

The cracks on the coffin became more and more dense, as if it was doing something extremely exhausting, but it didn't care, and continued to work hard.

Mo Han's consciousness didn't know where it was going, he saw that it was pitch black before and after, left and right, up and down, and occasionally one or two bright lights would pass by. It's endless, and every direction is the same, making it unrecognizable. Mo Han didn't know how long he had been floating, and he didn't know how long he had been gone. It just feels like he won't feel tired now, and he won't feel tired.

Except for himself, Mo Han couldn't see anything else here, and he couldn't touch anything else. It wasn't until circles of invisible ripples came here from unknown places that Mo Han became conscious.

"What is this? Why does it feel so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere?" Mo Han's consciousness thought of this, and his head ached like a tear, as if it was a taboo topic, and he couldn't think about it, he couldn't say it. In this way, for the first time, Mo Han's consciousness without any psychological preparation was ruthlessly crushed and torn apart.

The second time, Mo Han's consciousness felt the cry of invisible ripples again, but it was still the same result.

Again and again, again and again, Mo Han couldn't remember how many times his consciousness was crushed and shattered, but his consciousness was more and more condensed and resisted for longer than one time.

Finally, when the invisible ripples came again, Mo Han's consciousness finally remembered that he was Mo Han, and he encountered this invisible ripple during the tribulation. In this way, every time Mo Han is reborn after the destruction, he will remember something, and slowly, Mo Han finally remembers everything, he wants to kill himself, he wants to be reborn.

After Mo Han completely remembered everything, his consciousness instantly returned. He was greeted not by his familiar body, but by a thick liquid placed in a translucent container.

The thick liquid inside the container suddenly gushed up, as if something was struggling, roaring, about to rush out.

The old man Dugu, who had been watching the container closely, was the first to notice the change in the thick liquid in the container, and the whole person suddenly became excited, and he knew that Mo Han's consciousness had returned.

As long as his consciousness is not completely wiped out, Old Man Dugu believes that it is not difficult for Mo Han to regain his life, but how to survive the curse.

Thinking of the curse of God, the old man Dugu subconsciously looked at the mysterious clod of soil that he had asked Mo Han to take out alone, only to see that there was nothing strange about the mysterious clod, and he was still lying quietly on the black rock ground, looking out of place.

However, after looking at the mysterious clods, the old man Dugu thought of the help of the Soul Coffin to Mo Han when Mo Han crossed the Jindan Thunder Tribulation, and also looked towards the Soul Coffin.

The old man Dugu was taken aback at this look, the originally dark and mysterious and heavy burial coffin was full of cracks, and even the dark color had become much lighter. This jump was not trivial, but he knew that this soul coffin was completely composed of souls that had never disappeared, and under normal circumstances, it would only become more and more condensed and stronger. But in just a quarter of an hour, from the completion of Mo Han's self-beheading to the return of Mo Han's consciousness, this soul burial coffin was consumed so much!

At this moment, Old Man Dugu already understood how Mo Han's consciousness had returned.

The thick liquid inside the container was still tumbling, but it seemed that an invisible force was restraining it, preventing it from condensing and forming.

The demon seed suspended on the side quietly looked at the surging and tumbling liquid in the container for several minutes, and finally shook, as if confirming something, and threw himself directly into the container.

"Knock, knock, knock......" The familiar heartbeat sounded in the container, Mo Han was struggling to control the thick liquid, and the consciousness that wanted to condense the body was shocked, and he instantly thought of the intention of the demon seed - to condense the heart first.

Thinking of doing it, Mo Han never dragged his feet in doing things, and a blood-red heart was formed in a moment under the influence of Mo Han's consciousness and the demon seed.

Bang!

The moment Mo Han's heart was formed, a huge thunder suddenly sounded under the clear sky. This thunder is different from the thunder of the Thunder Tribulation, revealing the breath of destruction inside and out!

On the Withered Leaf Continent, all cultivators who have cultivated beyond the Yuan Infant Stage, at the moment when the thunder sounded, they were involuntarily shocked, and their doubtful eyes flashed away, followed by the fear that hit the sky, and they all put down everything in their hands and threw themselves into the secret room, hiding themselves. No instructions were even given to the respective forces.

The thunder resounded throughout the Dead Leaf Continent, and the closest to Montenegro was naturally the Demon Capital Academy. At this time, the cultivation of the Demon Capital Academy did not exceed the five vice presidents of the late Yuan Infant period, and they all gathered together, standing in front of the Guanyun Pavilion, looking at the direction where the thunder came from.

"Is it the thunder coming from Montenegro, is it the riot of those souls that have never disappeared?" the president of the court said quietly as he looked in the direction of Montenegro.

"Not necessarily, that little guy is in Montenegro, maybe he made it. Song Yang, the dean of the Sports Institute, smiled.

Sha Yuwei frowned, didn't make a sound, just waited for everything silently.

The speed of the heavenly curse is much faster than Mo Han and the old man Dugu imagined, in their original plan, even if the heavenly punishment comes quickly, it will not come until Mo Han's physical body is almost condensed and reborn halfway. But looking at the current appearance, Mo Han had just condensed a heart, and he immediately attracted the curse of heaven, which was obviously not a good sign.