Chapter 787 The Origin of the Forbidden Land
Shen Li didn't understand how his father turned into a wandering corpse, but now it seems that there is no need to understand.
As long as we can kill King Tianchen, we can learn the rest later.
Shen Li's lies completely ignited Shen Mu's anger. When Shen Mu heard that his grandson had been killed by King Tianchen, he was immediately filled with horrible murderous intent.
"What a shameless King Tianchen! Our corpse-driving tribe has existed for a thousand years. How can he judge whether it is evil or not? Who the hell is he?" Shen Mu scolded angrily.
Shen Li added fuel to the fire and said, "King Tianyan is just a clown who likes to flaunt his righteousness. If he hadn't relied on his strength, he would have been chopped into pieces long ago."
Shen Li always thought that King Tianyan was a clown.
just now.
After knowing King Tianyan's strength, Shen Li felt very unhappy, but he couldn't defeat him, so he could only complain behind his back.
No matter how strong you are, you are just a clown with some strength!
Shen Li pleaded, "Dad, I was wondering what kind of power was sealed in the forbidden area before. When I met you, I finally understood the meaning of the clan code. I hope you can help our clan overcome the difficulties!"
The clan code says that when it is absolutely necessary, one can enter the forbidden area to seek a solution.
So this is the turning point!
"You know shit!"
Just when Shen Li thought that his father would definitely help the tribe survive this disaster, Shen Mu suddenly poured a basin of cold water directly on Shen Li's head.
Shen Li was stunned.
What does father mean by this?
"I can't help you." Shen Mu said immediately.
Can't help?
Upon hearing this, Shen Li became anxious and begged, "Dad, how could you not help? With your current strength, as long as you follow me out of the forbidden area, you will definitely be able to kill King Tianchen!"
After all, you were the leader of the corpse-driving tribe when you were alive. Now that you’re dead, you don’t care about anything anymore?
It's not that they don't have that ability.
So selfish!
Shen Li didn't understand.
Shen Mu was a dead man after all, and his emotions were definitely different from when he was alive, so the anger in his heart did not last long and soon calmed down.
He glanced at Shen Li and sneered, "You have read the clan code, so you should know that there is a price to pay for stepping into the forbidden land, right?"
Shen Li's heart suddenly tightened.
I actually forgot about this.
There is indeed a clear record in the tribal code that if one wants to rely on the power in the forbidden area to help the tribe overcome difficulties, it will cost a huge price.
Shen Li didn't know what the price was. It was King Tianyan's bullying that made him determined to step into the forbidden area. After entering, he met his father Shen Mu.
Seeing that Shen Mu had turned into a powerful wandering corpse, Shen Li had long forgotten the price mentioned in the clan code.
He thought that since his father was so powerful, wouldn't it be enough for them to go out together and deal with King Tianyan? Why would he need to pay any price?
However, Shen Mu's words instantly brought Shen Li back to reality.
It seems that things are not as simple as I thought.
The price that needs to be paid still needs to be paid.
Shen Li's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
Shen Mu narrated calmly, "The corpse you see in front of you is not me. My body has already turned into bones. Yes, it's the one whose ribs you broke before, you unfilial son..."
As Shen Mu told the story, the past of the corpse-driving tribe was suddenly revealed.
It turns out that this wandering corpse has existed in the forbidden area for a long time. It was refined by a genius ancestor of the corpse-driving clan. It is also the only wandering corpse refined in the history of the corpse-driving clan.
This is a powerful force.
With this wandering corpse, the corpse-driving tribe quickly became the leading force among the many witchcraft tribes in southern Xinjiang.
However, that genius ancestor will eventually grow old and die. Once he is gone, who will control this wandering corpse?
The answer is, no.
There is only one genius.
Apart from that genius ancestor, no one else has the ability to control this wandering corpse. If this continues, this wandering corpse will sooner or later get out of control.
Once a zombie is out of control, it will turn into a ruthless killing machine due to its bloodthirsty nature.
This is a disaster.
In order to avoid this situation from happening, the genius ancestor of the corpse-driving tribe and several elders at the time discussed how to deal with the wandering corpse.
Originally, the safest method was to let the wandering corpses self-destruct, so that even if the genius ancestor passed away, there would not be a huge hidden danger left behind.
But everyone has selfish desires.
In addition, the situation in southern Xinjiang was very complicated at that time, and no one would be willing to see such a powerful force destroyed.
So after careful discussion, several people came up with a solution, which was to set up a magic circle and infuse the thoughts of the genius ancestor into it.
As long as the wandering corpse is locked in the magic circle, it can still be suppressed with the remaining will of the ancestors.
It's like a ferocious beast. You tame it when you are at your strongest. Then when you are old, even if you no longer have the strength to fight the beast, it has already recognized you as its master. As long as it senses your scent, it will still remain docile to you.
Similarly, as long as the ancestor's breath exists, he can always control this wandering corpse.
The "breath" between a person and a corpse refers to the mind.
The corpse-driving tribe controls zombies through their thoughts.
If you want to keep your thoughts alive for a long time, simple objects like jade and magical instruments will definitely not work. The thought arrays engraved on these objects will probably be completely depleted within a few years.
After a long period of exploration, they finally decided to set up a large formation. The formation was surrounded by special crystals, all of which were made of materials that were conducive to preserving thoughts.
The forbidden land of the corpse-driving tribe was thus born.