As time passed, Hei Huang's divine sense became more and more powerful, while the coercion emanating from the phantom was weakening.

He found that this phantom was like a machine spirit that had been swallowed before, a spirit body that was completely composed of pure energy, although it was extremely strong and could directly crush and wipe out the consciousness of living beings, but today he encountered himself, a freak who could directly devour it, and it can be said that it was extremely unlucky!

Hei Huang guessed that this phantom was most likely the broken soul of a powerful creature left in the stone tablet!

The phantom panicked, he didn't expect Hei Huang to be so crazy, and he didn't expect that this freak would not only be able to control the Taiyin Fire Essence, but also be able to devour himself directly!

"You're not a demon, what the hell are you?!"

"What's the matter, I'm afraid!" Hei Huang smirked, he once again resisted the phantom blow, jumped directly to his double face, and directly tore it and swallowed it with a fierce bite, "God will also be afraid of a mad dog?!"

"Let me go, this god can pass on the supreme divine power to you!" The phantom finally felt fear, the sun fire essence continued to weaken and burn it, it could not be completely extinguished or shaken off, and if it went on like this, it would really be devoured!

How could Hei Huang believe this, he was confident that he could comprehend the mystery contained in the stone tablet, this illusory shadow of unknown origin was a disaster, and he had to die here today!

He could clearly feel that every time he devoured a little more, Hei Huang's divine sense would become a little stronger, so much so that in the end, he completely ignored the attack of the phantom, and even had signs of suppressing it!

"I'm not willing! I waited for endless years, and finally waited for the opportunity to leave here, and the ants dared to devour this god!"

The phantom was wailing, its body fading and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it were collapsing, and its breath became extremely weak, letting out a final unwilling howl and curse, "This god curses you, you will be damned, and your form and spirit will be destroyed......"

The voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a full hiccup.

He devoured the phantom completely, and at the same time, the world inside the stone tablet was completely destroyed, the thousand-foot-tall molten giant and the endless fire were all reduced to nothingness, and his divine consciousness was also repulsed, and he withdrew from the stone tablet and returned to his original body.

The mutation isn't over yet.

What followed was a strong and sharp pain in my mind, like the skull being cut open and initiated!

It was a broken memory of the Phantom, but it was so large that it nearly burst the Black Huang's head, but it was nothing more painful than the pain he had endured before.

Covering his head with a splitting headache, Hei Huang lay on the spot, didn't even make a sound, grinned and sneered in his heart, "Pretending to be a ghost, after you die, you still have to tick......le the dog."

The silver lake in his mind volatilized a little cool, and quickly relieved the discomfort.

When no more memories surfaced, Hei Huang's expression had become extremely strange, as he had learned the origin of the phantom in these fragments of memories that did not belong to him.

The Old Gods!

I don't know how long ago today, an ancient god who could easily destroy the world joined a war.

Where is that battlefield? Who is the enemy against you? This broken memory has long been lost, but it is certain that this ancient god who participated in the battle is the thousand-foot molten magma giant that Hei Huang saw in the stone tablet before!

It was defeated, its form and spirit were destroyed, and all existence should have been completely extinguished in the endless years, but there was a wisp of remnant soul left in this stone tablet.

This remnant soul carried part of the power inheritance and memory of the molten giant in the stone tablet, and it fell asleep until the last of its divine thoughts were completely exhausted, and it turned into pure energy without waiting for the successor.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe I have encountered some so-called 'chances', and the stele was bathed in the aura of heaven and earth and gave birth to consciousness!

The remnant soul of the old god is gone, and in its place is the phantom.

Mistaken for an ancient god, it lurks in the stone monument in search of a perfect body, waiting for endless years to be reborn!

It's a pity that the qualifications and talents of the creatures who obtained the stele in the past were simply miserable, and they couldn't even comprehend half of the mystery of the stele, and finally abandoned it as a mortal thing.

In the end, the stele was exiled to the Crystal Flame Country, and was obtained by the Yuan Shengshen Sect by an unexpected opportunity.

Treasure Pavilion Elder Qu Ye had studied for many days, but he had no gains, and finally put the stone tablet into the Treasure Pavilion at will, but he never thought that many years later, an ordinary disciple of Tongfa Peak would discover this quaint stone tablet.

At a glance, the disciple was obsessed with using all his belongings to exchange the stone tablet, and he realized some mysteries from it, thinking that he had obtained the treasure art and was ecstatic and sneaked into it for decades!

With the help of these mysteries realized by the stone stele, this ordinary disciple who should have lived an ordinary life actually broke through the foundation building period, and later became an elder of Tongfa Peak because of his powerful combat power!

The half-life experience of the white-haired elder somehow inspired the disciples of Tongfa Peak with ordinary qualifications to take him as an example to practice hard.

It's just that even the white-haired elder himself didn't know that the so-called 'chance' back then was just a promise that the phantom in the stone tablet didn't have the patience to continue waiting, and the so-called 'treasure art' was just a trace of the inheritance power of the ancient gods that the phantom deliberately let him comprehend.

But no matter how talented the white-haired elder is, as long as his divine sense enters the stone tablet, he will be directly wiped out by the latter and take his body!

Perhaps this is providence.

If the white-haired elder knew this, he didn't know whether to be sad or happy, he studied hard, but it was not as simple and rude as Hei Huang for a while, but it was precisely because of his poor qualifications that he never faced that terrible phantom.

It is a pity that he finally died on the battlefield, in the hands of Hei Huang, who coveted his 'treasure art'.

"Isn't this really predestined?"

Hei Huang squinted, the broken memories of the ancient gods did not affect him, but what happened to him during this time made him inexplicably alert, and there was an indescribable sense of resistance after the previous cause and effect connection.

It was as if there was a big invisible hand that had paved the way for him, and was pushing him behind his back to move forward.

"I obviously got a trace of the inheritance of this ancient god, but why does this feeling make me so unhappy!" Hei Huang raised his head and looked at the sky above with a strange gaze, he couldn't feel anything, but a chill rose from his back.

He lowered his head again to look at the ant nest at his feet, tilted his neck, took a piece of flesh from the ring and threw it over.

In an instant, too many ants were directly stoned to death, but at the same time, more ants swarmed and crawled onto the piece of flesh, seemingly unaware of the existence of Heihuang, because they were so small in comparison......

"Huh...... yes, that's what it feels like......"