Chapter 3915: Memories
The boundless sea of blood vanished right before Lin Moyu's eyes he didn't even know how it left, it simply faded away until it was completely gone. Lin Moyu didn't try to stop it; at this point, he didn't know just how strong the Lord of Curses truly was and knew he wasn't confident in dealing with him. Since the Lord of Curses didn't want to fight, Lin Moyu decided not to act either, maintaining a bit of mystery on both sides.
There was also much to ponder Lin Moyu felt the situation was far more complicated and troublesome than he had expected. The ten cloned Black Blood Realms remained, just as the Lord of Curses had said; he didn't want them, leaving them for Lin Moyu to "play with."
"Well then, let's play. Since you don't want them, I'll gladly take them."
Lin Moyu spoke softly, waving his hand as the undead army charged toward the cloned Black Blood Realms.
Roar!
A soul shaking roar echoed out as ten Black Blood Realms simultaneously manifested ten world wills. At the same time, a vast number of Black Blood beings rushed out Sword Saints and Fist Saints alike, all identical and all Dao Lords, impossible to distinguish.
The Black Blood Realms surged forward, their world wills transforming into generals, leading the Black Blood Dao Lord army to clash with the undead army. Lin Moyu's gaze was sharp as lightning; with the Eye of the Undead, he swept the battlefield: "They may look the same, but there are still differences."
"These ten worlds weren't born at the same time there's a significant gap between them."
The ten world wills varied in strength; the strongest had just barely entered the fully formed stage, with a stable form and powerful aura. The weakest had only just entered the shaping stage. This showed that the birth times of these world wills were separated by a long span. Yet even the weakest, as a world will in the shaping stage, was enough to kill a Dao Lord.
As the armies clashed, the ten world wills led the way, sending many undead servants flying. Some undead were shattered, but quickly recovered. Compared to the Celestial God race's methods, these ten cloned Black Blood Realms, aside from the world wills, had little else worth noting.
Large numbers of Black Blood Dao Lords were slain by the undead servants. Upon death, they turned into black blood and returned to their respective Black Blood Realms, only to re emerge and fight again. But each revival left their aura weaker than before there was a price to pay.
With a thought, Lin Moyu summoned a thousand Celestial God statues, controlling them via technological artifacts. His multiverse projection appeared, with two worlds one large, one small manifesting. The Science Dao World's Physics Great Dao powered the Celestial God statues, which charged into the battlefield, targeting the world wills.
The moment the world wills clashed with the Celestial God statues, they were suppressed. The statues' combat power was extraordinary; though a bit weaker than when controlled by the Celestial God race, their numbers easily overwhelmed the world wills.
Lin Moyu narrowed his eyes, focusing on the strongest world will, which had entered the fully formed stage and was the most powerful among them. "He's injured and hasn't fully recovered. If I'm not mistaken, he's the one who triggered the Origin Cataclysm." In that disaster, it wasn't the original Black Blood Realm that appeared, but a clone. If multiple Black Blood Realms had come, the fate of the Origin Continent might have been rewritten.
Before Lin Moyu's arrival, these cloned Black Blood Realms had all been submerged in the blood sea. The Lord of Curses seemed to be hiding something, never letting so many Black Blood Realms appear at once.
Lin Moyu also noticed that these ten cloned Black Blood Realms differed from the nearly thousand he'd refined before they contained no impurities and their power was pure. The old Black Blood Realms had been troublesome mainly because Lin Moyu had been too weak. Now, facing them, he found them much easier to handle certainly easier than the Celestial God Realm.
The Black Blood Dao Lords were killed again and again, each time growing weaker until they finally died for good, unable to revive. The ten world wills, suppressed by the Celestial God statues, were wounded repeatedly until they collapsed. The World Burning Fire appeared again, refining all ten worlds at once.
The ten cloned Black Blood Realms were powerless to resist, left only to await destruction. The whole process was easy far easier than dealing with the Celestial God Civilization.
The main reason for this was the Lord of Curses. It was clear he had abandoned the Black Blood Realms, likely because they had lost their value.
The World Burning Fire blazed, like a thousand giant fireballs shining in the void. No world mist surged in; the void was filled with the undead army, blocking all the mist. In the center of the army, Lin Moyu fell into deep thought.
In his mind, past memories replayed again and again not as fleeting flashes, but as a careful, detailed review, not missing a single detail.
Before meeting the Lord of Curses in person, Lin Moyu had appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was shocked. The Lord of Curses seemed to know everything about him: that he could refine worlds, that he hadn't yet escaped the Origin Continent. Whether it was the World Burning Fire or the true spirit imprint from the Origin Continent, these were secrets known to very few.
The Lord of Curses couldn't possibly listen in on all worlds like the Discernment Beast, yet he knew so much. This meant he must have been monitoring Lin Moyu in some way.
Lin Moyu believed it started when he was attacked by a Black Blood Realm powerhouse and had to use his origin spell, which attracted a cross time attack from a Black Blood Realm expert this was when the Lord of Curses took notice.
The Black Blood Dao Lords didn't have the ability to attack across time; it must have been the Lord of Curses' doing. From then on, the Lord of Curses left a mark on Lin Moyu and began monitoring him.
If so, the Lord of Curses should know even more. But he couldn't have been watching constantly, or Lin Moyu would have noticed. Even if the Lord of Curses' methods were subtle enough to escape his notice, what about the green robed old man? Or the Discernment Beast, Emperor Chen Zhong, An Yuyan, the Lord of Time…? Could so many Eternals have failed to notice, or noticed and not told him? That seemed unlikely.
Besides, when Lin Moyu mentioned the Lord of Curses was reviving, the Lord of Curses said he'd heard it from the other Eternals. He didn't know Lin Moyu had learned it from An Yuyan, which proved he wasn't watching at every moment.
This confirmed the Lord of Curses wasn't monitoring him all the time.
Lin Moyu reviewed all the details of his past experiences, organizing everything. In the end, he concluded: the Lord of Curses had indeed chosen him from that moment, and thus knew a lot about him. The main reason for choosing him was likely his origin spell. But what the Lord of Curses knew was only superficial he didn't know what happened within Lin Moyu's soul world. He only knew what Lin Moyu saw and did, meaning the mark was only on the surface.
Once he understood this, Lin Moyu knew exactly what the Lord of Curses had seen and heard. It was a lot, but not everything not constant surveillance.
There were also things he clearly hadn't seen, such as the green robed old man. "I wonder how he would react if he met the green robed old man," Lin Moyu thought with a cold smile.
Power surged through his body as he tried to find the root of the Lord of Curses' surveillance.
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