The three founders of the Primordial Spirit, Dharma Form, and Yin Spirit paths became exceedingly strange as they cultivated Dao Fruits.
One minute...
Two minutes...
A hazy gray Dao Fruit appeared.
The instant the gray Dao Fruit appeared, they released their Golden Cores.
The Golden Cores and Dao Fruits revolved in interlocking paths, scattering rosy radiance.
The next second, strange flames rose from the three of them.
Beneath the flames, flesh and blood actually began to grow on their bodies.
Then:
"Did we die?"
The three founders' eyes were clear now. They no longer giggled, nor did they sing and dance.
They looked around, examined one another, then turned in unison to Chu Qing.
"You... really are stronger than us!"
The three founders looked up at the Dao Fruit above them again. "What kind of path is this? How can it bring us back from the dead?"
The three of them felt that as long as they kept cultivating the Dao Fruit, they could truly be resurrected.
Chu Qing smiled. "This isn't a path. It's a new cultivation system!"
"However, the last Emperor of this system said that cultivating it would bring one face-to-face with Great Terror."
"I encountered it once and survived!"
"Now, I want to see whether you can survive it too."
The three founders burst out laughing. "A new system? Great Terror?"
"Heh, we may not be your equals, but we have our own abilities!"
"You survived it, and so can we."
As they spoke, darkness churned, and a Green Hand reached out to seize the three of them.
The pupils of the three men shrank. In the next instant, they fled in three different directions.
Yet the Green Hand split into three and pursued them relentlessly.
The three threw back their heads and roared, attacking the