THE EMPEROR OF THE GODS
Chapter 44 – Ancient Book Repayment

Chapter 44 – Ancient Book Repayment

Ye Qingyu was surprised, going to ask why voice. At this moment, he had already floated thirty feet tall. Accompanied by the sound of objects shooting in the air, the shackles on the shackles of the black chains emerged from the air and the walls, firmly clinging onto Ye Qingyu's body …

"It hurts…"

Ye Qingyu exhaled a sharp breath, feeling the pain encompassing his entire soul. Every bone in his body seemed to be smashed into pieces, and caused an inability to gather yuan qi. He fell to the ground, hit a hard surface, and did not recover for long.

If he was not at the peak of body smoothness, with strong muscles and long-lasting bones, this would definitely turn him into meat paste.

"Hahahahaha ...." From the next page came clucking like thunder, not disguised at all the entertainment of Ye Qingyu's misfortune.

Ye Qingyu sat down, rubbing her back. Other than being shocked and offended, he could not help but feel awe. The walls of the courtyard were filled with formations that prevented any noise from passing through it, so in order for the laughter of this person to be heard so clearly, the laughing person must have a terrifying strength.

Above his head, the shackles still trembled, slowly disappearing.

Ye Qingyu carefully examined these objects and found this was not a 'shackle' at all. These were black runes that were tightly grouped together, forming thick beams. It seemed that he had previously floated too high and activated some sort of formation. That was why he was hit hard and had such a painful experience.

"Front, wait until your father I'm strong enough, I will definitely dismantle this formation .. Ow, wow, this is very painful. ”

Ye Qingyu cursed bitterly.

The sound from the wall rang out again, “Good little boy, you have the same temperament as me. You have ambition, I like you. ”

Ye Qingyu continued to breathe violently and after recovering from the pain all over her body, her curiosity grew. He loudly shouted, “Who is the person behind the wall? Why are you laughing so hard at my suffering? "

This time, there was no answer.

Ye Qingyu was slightly surprised, shouting loudly again.

There's still no answer.

"Damn him, is he mute?" Ye Qingyu quietly boiled over, and seeing that the discussion would not continue, did not ask any further. He began to sit in a meditative position, recovering the yuan qi he had spent trying to control the object and floating.

Previous experiments, had spent over a quarter yuan qi in Spirit spring. Consumption obviously cannot be ignored.

Just after an hour, the amount of yuan qi in his body recovered to its previous state.

Ye Qingyu nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, something unexpected happened.

When yuan qi recovered to its optimal condition, Ye Qingyu could suddenly feel the heat activating in his mind. Before he could react, his sea of consciousness suddenly shone with a golden majesty. The mysterious Bronze Book [Fiendgod*Titled Chart] [**1] was activated, vibrating with a buzzing sound, as if it were coming alive.

"What's going on?"

Ye Qingyu was shocked by the incident.

At this moment, he could clearly feel in the desert world in his dantian, the yuan qi within the Spirit spring as if it had lost control. It spread wildly throughout his body, finally turning into a stream of heat that entered his sea of consciousness and was absorbed by the Bronze book.

The speed of this is extreme.

There was no way Ye Qingyu could control this process.

In the blink of an eye, half the energy in the Spirit spring was forcefully absorbed by the Bronze book, [Fiendgod Titled Chart].

And this process, continues to become more violent and vicious.

Under Ye Qingyu's panic, she quickly tried to stop yuan qi, wanting the yuan qi inside the Spirit spring to stop flowing out.

From the perspective of an expert in the Spirit Spring stage, yuan qi in Spirit spring was the foundation of everything. After everything was gone, not only would martial artists need to repeat the [Forming Yuan] process to dig out a new Spirit spring, it would also injure the foundations of martial artists.

But the suction power of the Bronze book was incredible. No matter how Ye Qingyu struggled, even using a nameless breathing technique to prevent absorption, the effect was not very useful.

In his dantian world, the Spirit spring seemed to have turned into a fountain. Frenziedly spurring the qi spirit, heading to the Bronze book within his sea of consciousness.

Ye Qingyu's body, as if she had lost all control, found it hard to move.

Time passed by second by second.

This process, continued for about an hour of time.

An hour later, Ye Qingyu's face was deathly pale, her breathing disheveled.

The Spirit spring that he had managed to dig out after so much effort was sucked out completely, turning into a wasteland again. There was only a deep, dry crack hole left, where the Spring Eye used to be …

An unprecedented feeling of weakness and incompetence, enveloped Ye Qingyu's entire body.

He was like an old man living his life, reaching the end of his path. The flame of his life was like a candle in the wind, probably extinguished at any moment.

"I'm done, I'm done, this time I'm completely finished... This bronze book is too evil, it's completely absorbed all by the yuan in. The inner yuan that I have worked so hard to cultivate has become the property of this Bronze book … "

Grain of sweat that was as big as a pea, started dripping from Ye Qingyu's forehead.

His brain worked desperately, thinking about all possibilities, trying its best to find a solution.

At this moment, within his sea of consciousness, the Bronze Book vibrating [Fiendgod Titled Chart] finally stopped moving. Emitted with a pale golden light, very bright and luminous.

Strange characters and writing characters appear on the cover of a fine Bronze book. One could vaguely see a faint red color in these characters, as if they were written using blood.

This scene is so strange.

In the next second, something abnormal happened again. A pale golden light, as if being sucked in by a giant whale, entered the inside of the Bronze book. The originally smooth ancient book was as if it was exposed by the spring breeze, crashing unexpectedly and automatically opening …

Ye Qingyu's vision was not bad, but even he could only vaguely discern the scene within the book, unable to clearly see what was written.

And then the Bronze book closed seamlessly again.

Then, it started buzzing and shaking again.

Before Ye Qingyu could react, a pale golden light gushed out again, turning into a long barrage of yuan qi. It passed through an endless sea of consciousness, as if it was moving through space, and re-entered into Ye Qingyu's four limbs and bones. The energy contained within it was even purer and warmer, eventually turning into a deep yuan flow, returning to Spring…

This type of change was entirely outside of Ye Qingyu's calculations.

And what it brings is endless energy.

Ye Qingyu could clearly feel that his body, which was becoming malnourished and starving, was once again starting to fill with life. The feeling of weakness was completely swept away, and what replaced it was a power even greater than his previous condition.

In his inner vision, the dehydrated eyes of Spring were already filled with signs of life again.

The diameter of this spring was at least ten times larger than before, with a diameter of at least fifteen or sixteen meters. The water yuan qi in it was clear and bubbling as if boiling water, filled with vitality. It was purer by who knew how many times, and one could not observe the slightest bit of dirt within it.

The yuan qi spring erupted in the air as if it was a geyser, shooting over several hundred meters away. A roar that surged like this was the growl of a dragon.

“My inner master is much purer than before, with faster flow rate and greater potential! The rate at which it feeds the desert has a direct impact on your cultivation speed, this means that the time until the new Spirit Spring excavation has shortened as well!

Ye Qingyu was stunned as well as excited.

He never imagined such a thing would happen.

After the Bronze book had fully absorbed all of his inner yuan, Ye Qingyu thought he was completely finished. He had already decided that this Bronze book was some kind of evil object, and had never thought that the Bronze book would absorb the yuan in and purify it, returning it to him once more.

This process, such as payment.

The newly acquired inner yuan was purer, more viscous and more resilient. It's just a completely new change.

"This bronze book is definitely a treasure!"

Ye Qingyu had already judged without any uncertainty.

If according to the normal cultivation speed, according to Ye Qingyu's estimation, he would need at least a month before the purity and size of the Spring Spirit would reach such a state and possess such vitality and flow rate!

But through the Bronze book, [Fiendgod Titled Chart], absorbing and restoring the inner yuan, in less than an hour this is done.

Ye Qingyu realized that he had found a treasure.

A priceless treasure.

Just through the fact that it can help in cultivation, this type of treasure is enough to enter the top rank of a Spirit instrument!

His mood suddenly changed for the better.

"Hahahaha .. when luck comes, nothing can stand in the way. ”

The Bronze Book he had only discovered by chance, who would have thought that it was a magical object.

In an excited state, Ye Qingyu observed his sea of consciousness.

He could only see that within the sea of consciousness, the Bronze book again returned to its previous state of calm and peace. It did not tremble or buzz anymore nor was there any light emitted from it. It was as if it had once again returned to endless sleep.

Ye Qingyu tried to communicate with him using her will, but there was no reaction at all.

Too mysterious.

It seemed like this Bronze book, the [Fiendgod Titled Chart], actually contained an endless amount of mysteries.

Ye Qingyu guessed that through the absorption and return of the inner yuan process, the Bronze book had also received some sort of energy replenishment, so some changes had occurred with it. But most likely, his inner yuan stage was too far away and could not meet his needs at all.

In other words, in order to awaken the Bronze book, a large amount of inner yuan was needed?

Of course, this was only Ye Qingyu's guess.

But after all, the existence of this Bronze book should not be known to others.

Ye Qingyu's mind was sharp and cunning. He could guess some of the secrets and mysteries behind this Bronze book and take a decision.

As her emotions calmed down, Ye Qingyu thought of something again. With the will of his heart, the Bronze book came out of his sea of consciousness. Accompanied by the shining light, the palm-sized book appeared again in his right hand.

Stay as heavy as before.

Ye Qingyu tried to open the book.

The first page can be opened.

This page that Ye Qingyu had already opened before, and what he saw was a strange character that was arranged in a kind of index.

It was still a character from the Fiendgod Age, complicated and complicated. For normal people, once seen it will cause them to feel dizzy.

But not for Ye Qingyu.

Through these days of study, Ye Qingyu had comprehended all the books about characters and forgotten languages. He could recognize characters from the Fiendgod Age, although his understanding was still fundamental, but he could understand the general meaning.

Ye Qingyu could remember clearly the first time he tried to open this Bronze book, he could open the first page and see something similar to the index. But as for the next pages, he was unable to open them in the slightest, no matter what method he tried.

But this time it was different .

The first line of characters on the index is not gray but has changed to a pale gold color.

"It means…"

Ye Qingyu suddenly moved, his finger placed on the silent character. A sensation as if touching the delicate skin of the lover, and the previously closed pages automatically open, turning to the directed part of the book.

On a palm-sized page, illusory virtual projections were produced.