Heavenly Prison Warden: Gods and Demons Weep Begging Me to Accept Their Divine Powers
Chapter 335

Ember Vein Burning Emotion Returns to the Heart Palace

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When Fang Mo's body hit the ore ground, there was a muffled sound in the entire hemispherical space, as if some kind of huge container was cracked from the inside.

He lay on the ground and didn't move. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but every meridian in his body was sending out warnings at the same time. After the output of Five Viscera Divine Treasures's law returned to zero, the last trace of power to maintain the operation of his physical body was also exhausted by the Chaos Law ejection just now.

Nian Nu'er knelt beside him, Nine Nether Black Water seeped out from between her fingers and pressed against Fang Mo's back to do the most basic dredging of meridians, while the faint blue pupils kept scanning upwards.

Changes above have already begun.

Desolate Heaven's body, which was so huge that it covered the dome, was collapsing in an extremely weird way. It was not shattering or disintegrating, but like ice melting into hot water. The gray-white scales began to become translucent from the outside, peeling off and dissipating inward layer by layer. After losing the restraint of the scales, the yellow-brown light in the gaps rushed towards the ore wall of the dome in the form of dozens of light beams, illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime.

"It's dead."

Nian Nu'er's voice had a tone that even she herself couldn't believe, "What the Chaos Law on God Slaying Saber did in its core, I'm not sure, but its breath of life is dissipating at an irreversible speed. My lord, Desolate Heaven is really dead."

Fang Mo raised his face from the ground. The corners of his mouth and nose were full of blood. The silver-white outer ring of light in his right eye was beating crazily. Eye of Karma was operating at full capacity, completely reflecting everything that was happening above into his field of vision.

Desolate Heaven's body stopped when it collapsed to only one-third of its original volume. Instead of stopping to dissipate, the remaining parts began to converge towards a center point. The center point was located in the center of Desolate Heaven's chest. All the scale fragments and yellow-brown light were rushing towards there, as if being clenched into a ball by an invisible hand.

Fang Mo saw that thing.

a heart.

It was two circles larger than his fist, and its surface was covered with a dark red film. Under the film, Crimson Gold's veins were pulsing regularly. With each pulse, the surrounding air would heat up by one layer. Fang Mo could feel the heat waves hitting his face from a height of three hundred feet even when he was lying on the ground.

"That's not Desolate Heaven's heart." Nian Nu'er's voice changed, and his blue pupils shrank into two needles, "My lord, that is Ember Vein Burning Emotion's main organ. It has been locked in his chest by Desolate Heaven, and Annihilation Aura is used to suppress its activity."

Fang Mo sat up with his support on the ground. The movement involved his broken ribs, which made him groan, but he never took his eyes away from the heart.

Ember Vein Burning Passion God King.

The origin of Heart Divine Treasury.

He has Containment in Western Desert, passed Soul Fragment in Ember Vein Burning Emotion, opened Heart Palace, and obtained Seven Emotions Karma Fire and Ember Emotion Soaring Step, but that is only the power at the Soul Fragment level. Compared with the God King Heart organ body that is pulsing with Crimson Gold veins in front of you, it is like the gap between a stream and the sea.

"Why is it in Desolate Heaven's body?" Fang Mo's voice was squeezed out of his throat, hoarse but sober.

Nian Nu'er's fingers pressed on his shoulder blades, and Nine Nether Black Water's coldness made his thinking clearer, "Desolate Heaven is the fallen angel who fell Guixu in the ancient war, and Participants in that battle included Twelve Divine Kings, and Ember Vein Burning Emotion's heart body was probably devoured or captured by Desolate Heaven during the battle, and has been locked in its chest as nourishment for hundreds of millions of years."

Desolate Heaven's body continued to collapse, and the gray-white scale fragments turned into quicksand-like light dust and scattered in all directions. After Crimson Gold's heart lost Annihilation Aura's suppression, its beating frequency became faster and faster, and its temperature became higher and higher. Fang Mo's hands lying on the ground began to feel that the ore was getting hot.

Record of Punishing Crimes automatically opened a new page in his Sea of Consciousness, and dark golden text emerged.

"Prison Suppressor·Record of Punishing Crimes·Judgment: Ember Vein Burning Passion God King·Heart body. Attribution: One of the original law carriers of Prison Suppressor. Status: Suppression lifted, law activity restored to 97%. Judgment result: The host has the right to directly Containment."

Fang Mo's mouth corners curved.

He stood up from the ground very slowly, like a machine that was about to fall apart using its last parts to keep running. His legs were trembling, his meridians were empty, and Five Viscera Divine Treasures was dead silent, but he stood up.

"Nian Nu'er, send me up."

"My lord, your current physical condition is simply unable to withstand the fusion impact of God King Organ's body. I suggest you rest first, as your heart will not run away for the time being."

"Send me up."

Fang Mo's tone did not change, it was as plain as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, but Nian Nu'er had known him for long enough, and she could hear something underneath that plainness.

It's not impulsive, it's greed.

It is a predator that has been hungry for a long time. After seeing the belly of the prey exposed, it has an instinctive desire to eat.

Nian Nu'er didn't try to persuade her any more. Nine Nether Black Water surged out from under her feet and formed a blue pontoon extending upward. She held Fang Mo's waist with one hand and controlled the direction of the pontoon with the other. The two of them slowly rose along the pontoon toward the dome.

The closer to the heart, the higher the temperature. Fine beads of sweat began to appear on the surface of Fang Mo's skin. The sweat beads evaporated the moment they seeped out, and his Flying Fish Robe fragments were curled and charred black in the heat wave of Crimson Gold.

Fifty feet.

Thirty feet.

Ten feet.

When he got close to this distance, Fang Mo could clearly see the direction of each Crimson Gold vein on the surface of the heart. Their arrangement was exactly the same as the regular pattern of the Heart Palace in his body, but the density and brightness were countless times higher.

He stretched out his right hand.

The Prison Suppressor Patterns in the palm of the hand resonated like never before when it was close to the heart. Dark golden light burst out from the lines, intertwining with the Crimson Gold veins on the surface of the heart to form a golden light network in the air.

"Prison Suppressor·Containment."

The dark golden chain shot out from his palm without any resistance. The moment the chain touched the surface of his heart, it was sucked in, like a key inserted into a keyhole tailor-made for it.

The heart moved.

It left its original suspended position, followed the traction of the chain, and slowly floated towards Fang Mo's outstretched right hand. The whole process was as gentle as a fallen leaf floating to the water.

The moment her heart touched his palm, Fang Mo's world changed.

It's not pain.

When God King Finger Bone was fused, there was a tearing pain, and when Reverse Tendons Defying the Norm's left arm was fused, it was the pain of broken bones. But this time, after the heart touched his palm, the first feeling it brought was heat.

The burning heat that started from the palm and spread along the blood vessels of the arms towards the heart was not the temperature imposed by the outside world, but his own blood was heating up. One degree, two degrees, five degrees and ten degrees, his blood began to boil under the influence of the Crimson Gold law of the heart itself.

Then the heart just melted into his palm.

No resistance.

It's like going home.

The light of Crimson Gold spread from Fang Mo's palm along the blood vessels to the whole body. Every time it passed through a meridian, its inner wall was dyed golden. Every time it passed through a capillary, a tiny Law Imprints was left there. His heartbeat underwent a qualitative change at the same time, from the beating of a mortal heart to the pulse of a miniature furnace.

Fang Mo looked down at his arm, and Crimson Gold's veins and lines appeared on the surface of his skin. The arrangement of those lines was exactly the same as the Seven Emotions Karma Fire rule in his previous Heart Palace, but the density increased more than ten times. Golden light seeped out from the lines, heating the air around him to the point where it could distort his vision.

Nian Nu'er took three steps back behind him. Nine Nether Black Water was surging wildly on her body in an attempt to fight the heat, but the effect was ineffective. There were already slight burns on the surface of her skin.

"The Lord's blood is turning into gold." There was an unprecedented tremor in her voice, "It is not the laws poured in from the outside world that are transforming your body, but your own blood that is actively transforming. The laws of Crimson Gold have a perfect resonance with your Heart Palace. It is transforming every drop of blood in your body into liquid Seven Emotions Karma Fire."

Fang Mo Open your mouth and exhale.

The moment the breath left his lips and teeth, it spontaneously ignited. Crimson Gold's flames spread in the air, igniting all the flying scale fragments within three feet in front of him and turning them into ashes.

His breath was on fire.

His blood is golden.

Every time his heart beats, the temperature of the air within ten feet around him rises by one layer. That heat is not a simple physical high temperature, but the law of Seven Emotions Karma Fire spreading outward. Any creature with emotional fluctuations within this range will feel that the strongest emotion in his heart is being pulled and amplified by invisible hands.

Nian Nu'er's faint blue pupils reflected Fang Mo's appearance at this moment. She saw the man covered in blood standing on Nine Nether Floating Bridge. Crimson Gold's veins and patterns covered every inch of his exposed upper body. Every breath created a golden flame ripple around him, like a god of war walking out of the fire.

No.

Not like.

Something was trembling in Nian Nu'er's Soul Depth. It was a fragment of ancient memory, which was forcibly activated in front of the aura displayed by Fang Mo at this moment.

She remembers this feeling.

Billions of years ago, the being who sat at the top of Prison Suppressor had his heartbeat at this frequency.

"My lord." Nian Nu'er's voice became very soft, and there was something Fang Mo had never seen on her face in the blue pupils, which was almost pious and fanatical.

Fang Mo didn't respond to her, he was feeling the earth-shaking changes in his body, Heart Palace Central Plains The Seven Emotions Karma Fire laws that originally only had the Soul Fragment level were completely activated by the injection of the main body. Those incomplete law lines were quickly completed with the filling of Crimson Gold energy. His heart was no longer a mortal organ, but a real God King furnace.

Five Elements Cycle produced a qualitative change at the same time.

Heart Palace is fire in Five Elements, fire produces earth, earth produces gold, Gold Gives Birth to Water, water produces wood, wood produces fire, when the law of the Heart Palace jumps from the Soul Fragment level to the ontology level At that time, the operating efficiency of the entire Five Elements Cycle increased several times. Five Viscera Divine Treasures, which had originally stopped due to exhaustion of power, began to operate again driven by the Heart Palace body. Although it was slow, it was recovering with every cycle.

Fang Mo clenched his fists, and the flames of Crimson Gold seeped out from between his fingers and he pressed them back.

"Let's go."

His voice was calm, but when each word fell into the air, tiny flames danced around the sounds.

"Go down and pick up my dad."

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