DiploNovel Chapter 2620 Difficult Soul Search
Chapter 2620 Difficult Soul Search
The thirty-six purple spiritual jades suddenly made a buzzing sound.
The surfaces of these suspended Lingbi stones are flowing with dreamy purple light, and each side is engraved with mysterious runes.
They slowly rotated like living things, sometimes gathering into a ring, sometimes dispersing into a formation, enveloping Matthew and Mo Tu.
Trapped in the illusion, Mo Tu's body twitched violently, and his hideous face was distorted like a demon.
His throat was locked by an invisible seal, and he could only make muffled "gurgling" sounds.
The cold sweat oozing from his forehead mixed with the demon blood, slid down his cheeks, and accumulated into a pool of purple-black blood on the altar.
Matthew sat cross-legged opposite Mo Tu, with his hands pressed on the other's crown.
His eyes turned into deep purple whirlpools, and the spiral patterns in his pupils squirmed like a living thing.
Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, creating tiny purple ripples in front of him.
Even with the assistance of thirty-six purple spirit jades, the process of searching his soul was still difficult.
"Uh-huh..."
Mo Tu's body suddenly straightened up, and pitch-black demonic blood spurted out of his seven orifices at the same time.
The demonic blood condensed into strange runes in the air, and was instantly purified by the purple light released by the Purple Spirit Bi.
Matthew's expression became increasingly solemn. He felt as if he was tearing open layer after layer of seals, and every step forward took a tremendous amount of effort.
Mo Tu's memory is like a painting that has been divided into countless pieces.
Some clips are clearly visible - such as the bloody scene of Mo Tu slaughtering the human world, and his crazy look when practicing magic.
Some seemed to be shrouded in fog, and even if Matthew tried his best he could only see vague outlines.
What's even more terrifying is that those forbidden and sealed memory fragments are surrounded by a strange black fog, and every touch will cause severe mental backlash.
Matthew clenched his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead.
He formed seals with his hands and changed them, and the purple spirit jade on the altar emitted a dazzling purple light.
Thirty-six beams of light shot out from the purple spirit jade, forming a rotating light curtain around Mo Tu.
Under the illumination of this light, the restrictions formed by the black fog began to slowly dissolve.
Matthew's spiritual sense pierced into Mo Tu's sea of consciousness like a probe.
He "saw" a chaotic void with countless fragments of memory floating in it.
There are glorious moments as bright as the stars, and there are also terrifying memories as dark as the abyss.
His spiritual consciousness shuttled through these fragments, like walking through a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Suddenly, Matthew's consciousness captured a special memory.
It was in a chaotic void, where Mo Tu and the old man Zi Ding stood facing each other.
Mo Tu's strength was obviously stronger than his opponent. When his magic power was activated, the space within a thousand miles was shaking.
But even in such a battle with a huge disparity in strength, the final winner was the old man Zi Ding.
Matthew's consciousness searched through this memory again and again, but he could not find the key to the victory of the old man Zi Ding.
The scenes in my memory are always blurry and unclear, and at every critical moment a strange purple light will appear to block my vision.
Even Mo Tu's own memory is a mystery about this.
The shock this memory brought to Matthew was far beyond his imagination.
He recalled the change in attitude shown by the old man Zi Ding before, the relaxed atmosphere he deliberately created, and those seemingly plausible explanations...
Everything pointed to a terrifying guess - the old man Zi Ding was far more powerful than he appeared!
The purple spirit jade on the altar suddenly made a sharp buzzing sound.
Matthew woke up suddenly and found himself sweating profusely.
He took a deep breath and continued to search his soul. As time went by, the memory of the old man Zi Ding became less and less, and finally disappeared completely.
This is consistent with what the old man Zi Ding said before - he really only tried to snatch the soul when he was at his weakest.
The following memory made Matthew's face more solemn. Deep in Mo Tu's sea of consciousness, a terrifying existence enveloped everything like a shadow.
That was Wukun, the master of Motu and the mastermind behind all these conspiracies.
Matthew's spiritual consciousness saw horrifying images in these memories.
Wu Kun can destroy a city with just a wave of his hand.
When he's in a bad mood, he uses the souls of other monsters as entertainment.
What's more terrifying is that he trusts no one, and even his most loyal subordinates may become victims of his experiments at any time.
"I see..."
Matthew finally understood that it was not Mo Tu himself who rescued Mo Tu in the holy land of the sea clan, but Wu Kun who did it secretly.
Most of the monsters that invaded the human world were sealed creatures brought back by Wu Kun from other planes.
Mo Tu is just a knife in his hand to achieve his ulterior motives.
After Wu Kun rescued Mo Tu from the seal, he unsealed those sealed monsters, which led to the demons invading the human world.
As for what the real purpose of Wu Kun's doing this was, Mo Tu had no idea. It was impossible for Wu Kun to tell anyone about his plan.
Wukun seems to be planning a huge plan.
This plan involves the human world, the demon world and even other unknown dimensions.
And Mo Tu is just a chess piece in this huge chess game.
Fortunately, Wu Kun has been completely eliminated at this moment and has become Matthew's dark spiritual root. I'm afraid no one knows Wu Kun's true purpose anymore.
Time passes unconsciously.
The purple spirit jade has rotated tens of thousands of times, and the light of the thirty-six light beams has gradually dimmed.
Matthew's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were bloodshot, and the sweat on his forehead had soaked through his robe.
Even so, he still refused to stop.
Matthew knew that time was running out for the soul search.
When the thirty-six beams of light completely dissipated, he could no longer continue searching the soul.
While there was still some time, Matthew continued to explore Mo Tu's memory even though he felt extremely tired.
This time, Matthew also obviously sped up.
The divine consciousness scanned Mo Tu's memory frantically.
Finally, after unremitting efforts, Matthew also found the information about the Blood God in Mo Tu's memory.
But when Matthew finished reading the information, he was stunned.
While Matthew was stunned, all thirty-six purple light beams disappeared.
Matthew's consciousness also withdrew from Mo Tu's memory.
Without time to think, Matthew leaned back and floated in the mysterious space.
The soul-searching process was too exhausting, and his spirit had reached its limit.
You have to rest to recover.
While Matthew was resting, the thirty-six purple spirit jades surrounded Matthew.
Then, all the purple spirit jades turned into purple rays and penetrated into Matthew's body at the same time.
Every time a purple light penetrated into Matthew's body, his body would tremble slightly.