Chapter Eighty-Three: Ten Thousand Years of Waiting
Yue Mochen didn't say anything, even if Aragorn had pointed the finger at him, he didn't speak.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, the blood in his body surging continuously, and the power of the World Bead and Aragorn still enveloped him.
However, he turned a deaf ear and single-mindedly mobilized the blood qi brought by the blood spirit fruit in his body, impacting one by one acupoints.
Hongyue was the same, at this time she was lying motionless on Yue Mochen's shoulder, exuding a strange aura around her.
Of course, Aragorn would not fail to notice Yue Mochen's actions, but he was happy to let Yue Mochen cultivate, because Yue Mochen was only a fighter now, and no matter how he broke through, he could not be an opponent at the level of an elder of his blood clan.
On the contrary, the stronger Yue Mochen was, the more essence blood he contained, and the easier it would be for him to get out of trouble.
Just when Yue Mochen was breaking through with all his might, there was silence in the side hall.
The brothers and sisters Mammon Isar Satan fell silent, not accepting the fact, but not knowing how to face it.
Prince Liere and other Dark Wing Terran masters were also silent, but their eyes moved from Aragorn to the people who were still cultivating, their expressions were very complicated, and they didn't know what to think.
Meng Wujian and the others naturally didn't speak, as for Meng Wujian himself, he didn't take the Blood Spirit Fruit.
In this regard, Aragorn didn't mind, because he knew that with Dream Sword's cultivation, even if he took the Blood Spirit Fruit, he wouldn't make much progress, so how Dream Warrior did it had no impact on his Aragorn's plan.
Aragorn was very happy and excited, for he had followed his eldest brother, Mammon Isar Satan's own grandfather, into the land since ancient times, when he was a child, to serve a imprisoned ancestor, and with him many other people.
Originally, this day was nothing, anyway, the Darkwing Terrans belonged to the hermit race, and they were not often exposed to people, even if they were not here, they could only live in seclusion in secluded places, so for them, this place was no different from the outside, and they quickly adapted to life here.
However, it is unknown how long later, their ancestor, the god-level master, fell due to the depletion of energy, and because of this, the dark wings who lived in seclusion suffered a great change.
Without the protection of the god-level precursor group, the realm level they had gained in exchange for thousands of years of cultivation had actually fallen to the realm of saint-level sainthood, and they had been in a state of decline, and even they could only exert the strength of the Hundred Tribulation Realm.
At that time, they didn't know that they were in the God's Relic Realm, and of course they didn't know the reason why they were suppressed by the God's Relic Realm.
But when time continued to pass, more and more clansmen fell, Aragorn and the others began to be afraid, they took out the World Bead from the remains of their ancestors, and used it to practice, and finally could ensure that their strength could be on par with cultivation, but they still couldn't break through.
Folklore has always said that the blood clan is a race abandoned by heaven and earth, they are immortal and immortal. However, this is not the case, and they have a limit to their lifespan, but it is relatively longer than that of humans.
But here, they do not feel the passage of life.
They will also die, but not because of the end of their life, but because of their energy. One of them will not die, and that person is the one who holds the Orb of the World, that is, Mammon Isar Satan's grandfather, and Aragon's brother.
Aragorn had discovered this secret thousands of years ago, and had managed to snatch the Orb of the World from his brother's hands, and the conflict that erupted almost wiped out the remaining Darkwings, leaving only a few descendants, including Prince Liel and others present, and Mammon Isar Satan's father.
Aragorn, who had mastered the World Bead, took out many elixirs and genius treasures cultivated by his ancestors from the projection world of the World Bead, and cultivated a group of juniors, and what he had to wait for was today.
However, this progress was too slow, and later a female miner was injured at work, and the blood dripped on the Great Plains of Wanyuan, which was sensed by Aragorn, so Aragorn used the power of the World Bead to suck it into this place, and gave her the "First Embrace of the Blood Clan", transforming her into a person like herself.
Over the years, the woman became the object of Aragorn's lust.
But Mammon Isar Satan's father and others, who had never seen a Blood woman, fell in love with the miner, and Aragorn gave her absenteeism to one of them, and the lucky one was naturally Mammon Isar Satan's father.
However, Aragorn did not let go of his claws on absenteeism, and even though she had become his niece-in-law, he still humiliated her in all ways.
The female absenteeism was originally the daughter of an ordinary family, although she became a blood clan, but the long-term courtesy, righteousness and shame have deeply affected her, and when she learned that her second child was not her husband's flesh and blood, she chose to confess to her husband.
Everyone can guess the rest of the matter, this green-haired "Green Lantern" found Aragorn, but was brutally killed by the latter, and even the blood and soul were absorbed, and the female absenteeism of the second husband finally did not bear the humiliation and chose to commit suicide.
Without the tools to vent his desires, Aragorn was even more anxious to get out, but the business of Prince Liel and the others was not enough to get him out of trouble, so he kept waiting.
Finally, I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, and he waited for the arrival of Yue Mochen and the others.
The arrival of Yue Mochen and the others gave him the greatest hope, he couldn't count how many years he had been trapped here, although he would not be born or sick or die here, but his soul was decaying little by little, if it wasn't for the obsession of wanting to go out that had been supporting him, I'm afraid he would have collapsed a long time ago.
Therefore, after Yue Mochen and the others came here, he was not in a hurry to kill everyone one by one, even if the inventory over the years was taken away by everyone, he ignored it, because he knew that these things would always return to his hands.
However, what made him most unhappy was that these people were actually fighting among themselves, killing each other, and watching the living lives dissipate one by one with his divine sense, Aragorn had a feeling called heartache for the first time in his life.
So, he caught all the people except for those who broke into the projection space, and then waited for Yue Mochen and the others to throw themselves into the net from the projection space.
Things turned out to be in line with Aragorn's painstaking calculations, and he unexpectedly found an interesting little creature that he could use as a follow-up if he could get out of here.
Seeing that the others who had taken the Blood Spirit Fruit had each been more or less promoted to more than one realm rank, and those with a solid foundation had been directly promoted to one level, Aragorn smiled with satisfaction.