"Your skeleton won't be able to bear the power in your flesh if you use the eternal power to improve the latter first. Also, you won't be able to unleash all your physical strength during the process." The patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery told them almost everything.
"Got it." Ricky and Mordechai nodded firmly.
"From now on, you will oversee our tribe. I hope you will not let me down," the patriarch said to Mordechai. He pursed his lips with a serious expression in his eyes.
"Sir, what are your mutant planning to do?" Mordechai asked.
"I will use every ounce of strength I have to remove all the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit before I disappear. We'll meet again if my real body manages to leave the chaos. You've already got the primitive cultivation method of the Sorcerous Combat Body. Once you refine the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod, it will recognize you as its master. Afterwards, if you want to fix the Sorcerous Combat Palace, you must let it develop its psychic intelligence once more,"
the patriarch explained.
There was a whoosh after that, and the patriarch's mutant transformed into an enormous veil of power that spread out in all directions. Wherever it went, the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit was dissipated.
Very soon, the ancestral land of the Desolate Sorcery tribe returned to its normal state. Yellow sand was visible everywhere, and energy filled the air once more. Nothing but reddish yellow sand dunes were visible as far as the eyes went.
"This is what our ancestral land looks like." Mordechai smiled softly. "I hope our patriarch and other elders can leave the chaos and set foot on the legendary Celestial Land!"
After some slight efforts, he was able to successfully refine the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod. That being done, the duo left the ancestral land.
Mordechai had given the remaining eternal power in the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod to Ricky.
He himself could get as much eternal power as he wanted using the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod.
Ricky didn't refuse since he was lacking in the eternal power.
After exiting the ancestral land, Ricky and Mordechai began to hunt down the Devil Flood Dragons in the Sealed Land. They caused such a commotion in just a few days that it caught the attention of the leader of the Devil Flood Dragon tribe, and he showed up to confront them.
"You finally got the balls to come out, you low-born losers," the leader roared, floating in the sky, and looking down at Ricky and Mordechai.
"Yes, we did. We are going to take your life," Ricky responded with a spurious smile.
At that unveiled threat, the Devil Flood Dragon began to laugh wildly, as if he had heard the most humorous joke of all time.
It took him a while to catch his breath. "I don't know what makes you think that you can defeat me. Perhaps, you were geniuses on your continent and were able to break through rapidly. But we are in the Sealed Land now. The rules here are different," he said.
As soon as he finished his sentence, the Devil Flood Dragon showed his beast form.
He turned into a huge flood dragon and spat out at his opponents. Instead of something physical, a powerful evil spirit suddenly filled the area. His huge claws stretched out from afar and rushed at Ricky and Mordechai.
The last time they had set foot in the Sealed Land, they had been no match for this very Devil Flood Dragon even after joining hands. But he could no longer pose a threat to them now.
They simply clenched their fists and the golden purple eternal power appeared on their fists.
They were going to use this enemy to test the limits and capabilities of the eternal power.
Nodding at each other, they punched the Devil Flood Dragon's claws simultaneously.
"You have no idea who you are dealing with, you weaklings. You will regret your actions very soon," the Devil Flood Dragon said with disdain when he saw that Ricky and Mordechai weren't using any Omnipotent Skills to resist his blow. In his opinion, they were idiots who would suffer a terrible fate for messing with him.
However, he himself suffered a terrible pain just a second later.
As soon as his claws collided with their fists, he felt an overwhelming power rush out and enter his body, bringing him nothing but tremendous pain.
The Devil Flood Dragon had felt no pain as fierce as the one that had permeated through his claws into his entire body.
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