The Five-way God of the World of Gods and Spirits!

The dark, chaotic, and endless abstract void was twisting. Endless strange sounds were fluctuating in his sea of consciousness.

It was as if time and space had changed. Endless, extremely illogical images flashed past his eyes like a fleeting flower.

"Hiss!"

After an unknown period of time, when Deng Yang regained his consciousness, he felt an inexplicable coldness sweep through his entire body. His five internal organs seemed to be wriggling.

Amidst the collision and wailing, endless strange, cold, and evil desires rushed into his mind.

It was eerie, absurd, and strange. In just a moment, Deng Yang felt his mind go blurry under the silent atmosphere. It was as if all the nerves in his body had lost control.

" Five Ways of Borrowing Magic, Intimidating Evil Spirits!"

He subconsciously formed a hand seal and shouted. The dense fog in the air immediately retracted and entered his mouth and nose like a whale sucking in water.

"This is…"

"Could this be the legendary netherworld?"

Faced with this strange scene, Deng Yang's already blurry mind immediately cleared up. His expression was dull as he subconsciously muttered.

"Hiss! Something's wrong..."

But soon, Deng Yang realized that something was wrong. He resisted the various desires that were rolling in his mind and shook his head to try to keep himself awake.

Deng Yang then began to size up his surroundings.

In a cramped, narrow, sealed secret room, there was a dark red shrine placed against the south wall. Two white candles as thick as a child's arm flickered with a dark green flame, looking particularly terrifying.

As a gust of cold wind blew past, the air was mixed with a strange rotten smell and gloomy air. The pale white candles as thick as a child's arm and the incense on the altar began to melt at a visible speed.

As the smoke lingered, the five-headed statue in the altar seemed to crack open its mouth and let out a ferocious laugh. The entire dark room was filled with ghosts, and a strange atmosphere was created.

He subconsciously touched his face and saw that his arms were as withered as old trees. He was wrapped in black clothes and his face was covered in wrinkles.

"This... Am I dreaming?"

Just as Deng Yang was shocked by the changes in his body and lost his mind, the distracting thoughts in his mind could no longer be suppressed.

As a huge amount of information rushed into his sea of consciousness, Deng Yang immediately felt a splitting headache. His eyes went black and he instantly lost consciousness.

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"Possession and rebirth?"

It was unknown how long he had been here. When Deng Yang regained consciousness and completely received the memories of the original owner of this body, the expression on his face was extremely strange.

" Does this count as me getting the Great Villain template?"

"However, it's not a loss to be able to live another life."

Recalling the identity of the original owner of this body and carefully sizing up his own body that was like a dead tree, Deng Yang could not help but feel mixed emotions.

As an orphan who had received a modern education, his ability to accept things was quite good. Deng Yang quickly adapted to the plot of transmigration and rebirth that often happened in some of Ya Ya's novels.

However, the joy of being reborn did not last long. When he thought of the condition and circumstances of the original owner of this body, Deng Yang's expression quickly collapsed.

The original body was an evil sorcerer who had lived for more than a hundred years and was about to run out of life.

Most importantly, he had a few filial sons and grandsons who were ready to kill their master at any time.

The more Deng Yang looked at this setting, the more he felt like he was destined to be a villain.

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"No, I have to think of a way."

Deng Yang's eyes turned sharp when he thought about the situation of his original body. A dark green light flashed in his turbid eyes. He subconsciously looked at the rows of golden altars of different sizes on the altar table to the right of the altar. His eyes flickered.

As an evil sorcerer who had lived for more than a hundred years, the original body naturally did not lack life-prolonging methods.

However, the original body was already riddled with holes. In addition, the original body had used many evil techniques to extend its life, causing its internal organs to have long withered. Even if one was close, one could smell the rotting smell emitted by this body.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was relying on his powerful divine soul to hold on, the original owner of this body would have died long ago.

"Absorbing Yin Qi Technique…"

Forcefully absorbing Yin longevity and using Yin longevity to extend Yang life…This won't do. This body can't withstand the strong corrosion of the ghost qi. If he forcefully did it, something bad might happen.

"Five Organs Pill…"

Although it was a little vicious and could be used in conjunction with it, it would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

At the thought of this, Deng Yang instantly took out a brownish-black porcelain bottle from his wide sleeves. He poured out a scarlet pill that emitted a pungent smell and carefully examined it.

When he thought of the ingredients needed to refine the Five Organs Pill, a trace of resistance flashed across Deng Yang's face. However, when he thought about how he would die if he did not use this to extend his life, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and swallowed the pill.

Accompanied by an indistinct turbulence rising from his stomach, Deng Yang slowly exhaled a mouthful of mixed air that had a slight fishy smell. An abnormal flush instantly flashed across his old face that was as old as tree bark.

This couldn't go on. His original body had lived for 149 years, which was the limit of a normal human. Even if he had all kinds of evil spells to increase his lifespan, he couldn't resist the aging and decay of his body.

Once his body was completely rotten and withered, his seven spirits would scatter, and his soul would have no one to rely on. Even with his cultivation, it would be difficult for him to resist the corrosion of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and his True Spirit would inevitably dissipate.

If he wanted to truly survive the crisis before him, he would have to attack from his own cultivation base.

However, there were countless cultivation methods in the world. The body that Deng Yang occupied was a mess. Whether it was the Purity of the Physical Body or the Divine Soul Tribulation, he had learned everything.

The most original cultivation method, the Spirit Reaching Strategy, absorbed the power of deviant ghosts to form one's own Yin Spirit. It combined tribulation evasion, spirit reaching, and battle into one, which was the most evil path.

It was just that the original body was too eager for quick success and had absorbed the Corpse Qi and Ghost Qi of heaven and earth into his body, causing his own soul to be contaminated. It was difficult to gather the three souls, and the Yin Spirit was not revealed. Naturally, he did not dare to use the power of heaven and earth to baptize himself, so it was difficult for him to transcend.

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Deng Yang couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of this series of messy situations.

Based on the memories of his original body, this body had almost reached a desperate situation and had lost the meaning of saving it. Therefore, before he transmigrated, this old Daoist had actually been cultivating the Nightmare Divinity Technique to prepare for possession and rebirth.

It was just that he did not know what mistake he made midway, causing him to transmigrate and this old Daoist to die.

"Jie! Keke…"

Just as Deng Yang was feeling uncertain, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the secret chamber. It carried traces of strange turbid air. The surrounding space quickly distorted and collapsed, revealing an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of bones.

"Sun, moon, three lights, ghost spirits, bones, tribulation clouds! A little bit of divine qi can be used to prolong one's life, and the five paths can be used to reverse the heavens!"

Faced with this sudden change, Deng Yang's heart skipped a beat. However, he did not show any emotion on his face. With a single hand seal, a strange statue with four arms and five heads appeared in his green eyes.

"Ah…"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, a silent ripple appeared in the void. The greyish white fog that had spread out instantly dissipated, and the illusion that had been lost was also broken.

"Hmph, you don't have a good memory…"

Deng Yang felt a wave of panic in his heart when he sensed the rapid movement in his heart. However, he pretended to be calm on the surface and coldly snorted as he reprimanded him.

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