At the instant the one hundred thousand faces in Western Ring Nebula's foreign land in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence let out a low roar, far beyond the Barren Lands of Divine Essence was the Immortals' galaxy in True Morning Dao World, one of the four Great True Worlds.
There was an incredibly strange celestial body formed by one hundred and eight cultivation planets. From the distance, it looked like a leaf filled with veins. It floated in the galaxy in a dazzling manner and shone with a light that reached one hundred thousand feet. The mighty pressure formed by the one hundred and eight planets gathered together intimidated the entire galaxy. This was a famous place in the Immortals' galaxy.
Great Leaf Immortal Sect's strongest sect.
Countless long arcs moved through the celestial body and the planet. The people coming and going were all disciples of Great Leaf Immortal Sect who had either left or returned. When Su Ming swept his gaze over the place, he found that there were several hundreds of thousands of them.
Several hundred thousand people might not seem like a small number, but compared to the one hundred and eight enormous planets, these several hundred thousand people seemed extremely insignificant. Judging from the scale of the sect, the number of disciples in the Great Leaf Immortal Sect must have reached an extremely majestic number.
At that moment, in a cultivation planet located in the deepest part of the celestial body that looked like a leaf was a cultivation planet.
It was a world filled with green grass. There was a gentle breeze blowing against it. The sky was blue, and there were a few white clouds floating in the air, causing the place to be filled with tranquility.
There was a lake on the grass, and there was a middle-aged man dressed in a robe made of coarse cloth. He held a fishing rod in his hand and looked as if he was dozing off. He had a peaceful expression on his face, and there was a faint smile on his face.
However, there were countless wild wolves crawling on the grass beside him. The eyes of these wild wolves shone with a red light as they stared at the middle-aged man without moving.
Yet at that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly frowned slightly. This action immediately caused the peaceful expression on his face to disappear, and he slowly opened his eyes. They were a pair of phoenix eyes, and they gave the man a strange charm. However, at that moment, focus and darkness gradually appeared in his eyes.
"I do not like naughty children," the middle-aged man mumbled to himself. The middle-aged man muttered to himself. His right hand was still holding onto the fishing rod. He slowly closed his eyes as if nothing had happened.
Within Western Ring Nebula's foreign land in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence, Su Ming's low roar reverberated in the air. His soul was burning rapidly, and from the previous seven-tenths, it swiftly burned to eight-tenths. It was fighting fiercely against Ecang's will.
Ecang's will roared and roared, preventing Su Ming from continuing spreading out. In its eyes, Su Ming was already near the end of his life. The burning of his soul was just a little bit away from completely dispersing. At that time, Ecang would not even need to exert any effort. Su Ming would immediately disappear into thin air.
The one hundred thousand Su Ming's faces were filled with determination at that moment. They did not change their minds in the slightest. Even if he had already burned most of his soul, as long as Di Tian did not appear, he would not give up, even if he was about to die. This was a gamble, and also a competition of endurance. It was a choice between him and Di Tian.
"A kite has a string, so even if it flies to the Nine Heavens, it will still be controlled by others.
If I, Su, am unable to sever the string of a kite in this life, unable to soar in the sky as I please, then living is no different from dying … Once this string is severed, I, Su, will be free from then on! " A resolute light shone in the eyes of the one hundred thousand Su Ming's faces at the same time. Another five percent of the burning of his soul instantly disappeared from eight-tenths.
At that moment, the middle-aged man in coarse robes opened his eyes in Great Leaf Immortal Sect, which was located in the territory of the Immortals in Morning Dao Galaxy. Beyond the lake covered in grass was a middle-aged man in coarse robes. He opened his eyes again, and this time, aside from a dark look, there was also a solemn look in his eyes.
However, his grip on the fishing rod was still as steady as ever. Ripples suddenly appeared in the lake before him. The middle-aged man lifted his right hand, and a golden fish was flung out of the water with the hook in its mouth.
As water droplets splashed in all directions, a wild wolf in the grass by the side swiftly leaped up and charged towards the golden fish. It opened its mouth wide, intending to devour it.
"I do not like those who take the initiative." The middle-aged man's gaze turned even darker. He did not seem to have done anything, but at the instant he said those words, the wild wolf that had leaped up suddenly shuddered and withered rapidly. Its teeth fell off, its fur shriveled, and its body turned into dust in an instant. Even the teeth and fur that fell off did not manage to fall into the lake before they turned into ashes. It was as if a thousand years had passed on its body in an instant.
"The Abyss Builders' inborn talent … What a despicable race … What an enviable race." The middle-aged man's expression turned even darker. He slowly stood up and let go of the fishing rod in his right hand, then turned around and took a step into the air.
His body disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already traveled an unknown amount of distance. From the first mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect … he arrived outside Yin Death Region, right outside the vast Rune formed by the countless floating continents.
When he appeared, he was no longer dressed in coarse robes. Instead, he was dressed in a long golden robe and had a golden crown on his head. His face was awe-inspiring, and wherever he went, all the cultivators who saw him would immediately bow down and worship him.
He continued walking until he stood at the center of the fragment of the continent, right beside the corpse that had been sealed here for countless years on the highest altar.
He looked at the pale, frail young man before him who had his eyes closed. The man fell silent, but suddenly, Su Ming's real body started showing signs of withering away. His skin started wrinkling, and his hair gradually lost its luster. This was a sign that his soul was about to die. Once his soul died, the corpse would wither away and disappear along with his soul.
This scene finally caused the middle-aged man and Di Tian's expression to change. He had not believed what he had sensed previously, but now that the truth was right before his eyes, he had no choice but to believe it. Su Ming had run into a danger he could not fight against and was burning his soul, and he had already burned nearly nine-tenths of it.
"Perhaps you've truly run into a life and death situation, or perhaps … you've discovered some clues. If it's the former, then it would be fine, but if it's the latter …" Di Tian let out a cold harrumph. He was still frowning. There was some sort of unique fusion between his soul and Su Ming's. Once Su Ming died, then he would also be gravely injured. In fact, he might not even be able to increase his level of cultivation for the rest of his life. In truth, his plan had always been a gamble.
"I only need three hundred more years, and I will succeed … three hundred years …" Di Tian fell silent. He stared at Su Ming's physical body and did not say a single word. When a large amount of black spots appeared on Su Ming's skin and a rotting stench spread out from him, even his hair fell off, Di Tian's heart wavered for the first time.
"Ninety-five percent …"
"Ninety-five percent. I've already burned ninety-five percent of my soul, but Di Tian still hasn't appeared. Could it be … that I was wrong..?" The burning of Su Ming's soul had reached its peak in Western Ring Nebula's foreign land. Ecang's laughter echoed in the air, and the one hundred thousand Su Ming faces also wavered at that instant.
If this continued, he would truly die. If he gave up now, he would still have a chance to live, but he had already reached this point. After a short period of silence, a ruthless look appeared on Su Ming's face.
"If I was wrong, then I will be free from this. This is my choice, and I will admit to it!" Without any hesitation, Su Ming burned his soul once again. He burned ninety-five percent of his soul, and it rose once again. If the remaining five percent of his soul was divided into five portions, then Su Ming only had four portions left, and it was still decreasing.
At the instant Su Ming burned his soul, he did not know whether it was a figment of his imagination, but he heard a faint voice in his heart.
"This world … is built for Abyss …" That voice said these four words. These were the words that had echoed in Su Ming's soul when he was in Yin Death Region.
This time, even Ecang's will was shaken. It had seen crazed people before, but it had never seen someone as mad as Su Ming. He had already reached this point, but he still persisted. This was the same as gambling with his life!
Di Tian, who was in the Immortals' galaxy, was also shaken. His relaxed demeanor disappeared at that moment. Blood capillaries appeared in his ferocious eyes as he glared at Su Ming's physical body. As he watched it swiftly rotting away, the tremors in his heart grew even stronger.
When there were only three portions of his burning soul left, Di Tian shuddered faintly. This was an invisible battle, a battle of Arts that could not be seen. It was a competition to see who was more ruthless and who would be the first to be unable to withstand the pain.
Di Tian's expression twisted. He could not accept that his plan had truly failed just like this, but he had no way of knowing whether Su Ming was truly facing danger at that moment or whether all of this was just him fighting back. As he struggled, he saw Su Ming's physical body rotting away even more. In fact, when he no longer looked human, only two portions of his soul remained.
The flow of time seemed to have been stretched out in an unseen manner. This was a form of torture and test for Su Ming, and it was the same for Di Tian. When there was only one portion of Su Ming's soul left, Di Tian threw his head back and let out an enraged roar.
There was anger in that roar, along with the resignation of destroying his plan with his own hands, as well as the resentment that came from the passage of time. As he roared, Di Tian lifted his right hand and struck the center of his brows.
At the instant he did so, a golden light suddenly erupted from Su Ming's soul, which was burning so much that his mind was about to fall into a state of delirium. That light swiftly flew out, and a furious roar that echoed faintly in the air spread out from Su Ming's soul as the golden light disappeared.
Su Ming was familiar with that furious roar. It was Di Tian's voice. Su Ming had won this invisible battle of Arts!
He laughed long and hard. Contained within that laughter was the resistance he had fought against fate over the course of countless years, along with Su Ming's determination and determination. If he won the battle of Arts, then he would have won his freedom. If he could get through Ecang's disaster, then from then on, he would break free from everyone's control, and his future would have endless possibilities. This was the saying that he had to break out of an extraordinary situation, and he had to do something extraordinary.
However, the price for breaking free from Di Tian's control was also incredibly devastating. There was only one wisp of Su Ming's soul left, and it was still burning at that moment. There were two paths laid out before him.
One of them was to give up on all forms of resistance. With Sui Chen Zi's law around, there was a possibility that he could gather his soul together once more and return to his physical body.
However, he would have to face an unknown test, because there was a higher possibility that … if he gathered his soul together once more under the reversal of time, the seal that had previously existed in his soul might also be gathered together once more.
No one knew what the results would be. Su Ming had a second path, and he was certain that the seal would not gather together once more. He … had to continue walking down this path!
A glint appeared in the eyes of the one hundred thousand Su Ming faces. All of this was part of Su Ming's plan. During the four hundred years of analysis, he had managed to come up with a few possible dead ends or new paths.
At that moment, the second path was this one. Without any hesitation, he chose the second path. At the instant his soul completely burned, the impact that erupted from his body was incredibly strong. Ecang's will laughed coldly and did not stop him. It knew that this was Su Ming's final act of madness. After this, he would definitely die.
'I am a dead person to begin with, and even my soul is a dead soul. I can't touch Bright Sun … Then what will happen if a dead soul dies again..? '
As the burning of Su Ming's soul spread out, it instantly went from the sixty-seventh to eighty hundredths. Booming sounds reverberated in Su Ming's mind, and a new picture appeared.
He saw … Western Ring Nebula's foreign land beyond the one hundred thousand golden seas!
It was as if during that instant, Su Ming's divine sense had expanded endlessly and covered the entire foreign land. It even spread outwards to cover Western Ring Nebula. However, the Western Ring Nebula in Su Ming's eyes was greatly different from the one in his memories.
This place was filled with peace and life. There were countless cultivation planets and Essence in them. There was … not a single cultivator in this place, only ferocious beasts. It was as if this was an unfamiliar galaxy that had yet to be discovered by cultivators.
Su Ming was momentarily stunned. When he instinctively retrieved his divine sense and the divine sense that had covered the entire galaxy returned to his body, he noticed that the foreign land had disappeared.
More accurately speaking, he had become the foreign land. He was the foreign land. Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his own body. He saw a white robe, and he had become a stranger.
He was an old man with a head full of white hair and an unfamiliar existence whose eyes were filled with wisdom and age.
"With one thought, I can destroy the universe …" The universe instantly turned dark. The galaxy disappeared in an instant, as if everything had been destroyed.
This was not Su Ming's voice, but he felt as if he was the one saying these words. During that instant, he suddenly understood. Once he occupied eight-tenths of Ecang's venous pathways, he saw Ecang's memories, and once he fused with those memories, he saw … Sui Chen Zi.
"With one thought, I am born in the Dao of Heaven." Su Ming's heart trembled. He watched as the galaxy turned into a pitch-black void, and a ray of light was born in the endless darkness. That light instantly spread out and covered everything before Su Ming's eyes. It chased away the darkness, and cultivation planets were born, and lives appeared on them.
"One Thought to Extinguish All Living Things …." As the third sentence echoed out, all of the living things in the area seemed to be swept away by flames, and transformed into dust. That flame seemed to have existed for tens of thousands of years in this Heaven and Earth.
"With one thought, I can give birth to all lives." When the ancient voice spread out once again, Su Ming's heart trembled. He seemed to have come to a vague understanding of something.
"Those who can see the four Great Divine Essence Arts of mine either have their stone monuments reach nine million feet, or … have Possessed eight-tenths of Ecang. No matter how you did it, as long as you can gain an epiphany from the four Great Divine Essence Arts, then the laws I left behind will be your laws. The more you understand, the more laws you will be able to control …
"You only have the span of three breaths. Three breaths later, tell me what your epiphany is!" Sui Chen Zi said flatly.
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