Chapter 707

In the deepest part of the West Wilderness' periphery, there was no yellow sand or wind. It was dark and gloomy, like a void universe. However, the dark space was filled with deep, dangerous, and huge spatial cracks. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow out, like water or poetry, slowly flowing. No matter who looked at it, they would feel unpredictable.

With just a gentle blow, a Buddha sitting on a golden lotus throne with a dignified appearance stopped on the spot. The pale golden skin on his body rapidly dimmed and gradually rotted, all the way into the golden body. Even though the space behind him turned illusory, and a black and white glazed Buddha appeared and emitted strands of the power of karma, it could only resist the expansion of the calamity of decay. His movement was extremely slow, and he was swallowed by the dark and terrifying space crack. Without making a sound, he directly died on the spot.

"He hasn't even gone through the first Heaven's Blight, yet he dares to enter the depths of the West Wilderness' periphery. This Buddha who cultivates the Karma Lotus Embryo is really bold." In the distant sky, there was a white-haired cultivator with an ancient appearance. He wore an azure robe and an azure crown on his head, and he spoke to the other two cultivators in an indifferent manner.

There was a large green flag floating behind his head, fluttering in the wind and emitting a hazy light. Each ray of light was like a lush green forest, emitting the power of the Grand Dao. It carefully pushed away the water-like wind of time. If it hit the spatial cracks, it would be directly isolated outside.

If the wind of time was a little stronger, he would reach out his hands and tear open a black rift in the void. He stepped into it and walked out from another place where the wind of time was gentler.

A young and handsome man in white nodded and said, "Even if he has an avatar outside, if the first Heaven's Blight is triggered in advance, he will still die."

The four in nine Heavenly Tribulations were the Deva's Five Decrements. Once they were triggered, they would use the connection of karma to envelop their true body, their incarnations, and their thoughts. There was no way to secretly separate an incarnation or a thought before the tribulation as a life-saving measure. However, it was rumored that there were a few secret arts in the universe that could sever this connection. But if they did that, they wouldn't be called incarnations, but rather another kind of existence.

Once this kind of secret technique was used, flaws would be left in one's confidence, aura, and even Dao Heart, which would reduce the possibility of successfully passing the tribulation.

A dark cloud shrouded the head of this devilish white-clothed man. The black color was dense and restrained, but it contained an extremely powerful explosive, destructive, and destructive power. It seemed to be formed by countless black lightning bolts, and it also emitted a slight power of the Great Path. It bounced off the gentler wind of time and changed its direction. If it encountered the more violent kind, it would tear open the space to avoid it.

"Even for us, every step in the periphery of the West Wilderness is cautious. If it wasn't for the fact that the second blight is getting closer, I wouldn't have taken the risk." The third person was a muscular man. Compared to the white-haired old Daoist and the bewitching man, he was at least twice as tall. Perhaps his cultivation technique was special, or perhaps he was not a human cultivator.

He stood in the air, and a wide continent appeared under his feet. It emitted a thick, thick, and sticky yellow-brown light, and there seemed to be countless Daoist characters inside. The few characters in the middle were very clear, but the surrounding characters were very blurry. They contained a little power of the Grand Dao, which blocked the wind of time. Of course, if the wind of time became a little stronger, he wouldn't resist it. He would just tear open the space and leave.

"I don't know how many cultivators and seniors are waiting for the result of our test. Heh, they still have many years to go before the Deva's Blight. Of course, they can sit on the wall and watch. "The strange-looking old man in a green robe who spoke first sneered.

The Deva's Blight usually happened once every two thousand years, and it was related to one's own cultivation method, cultivation progress, and the lifespan of the race. If it was delayed, the limit of the Human Race was twelve thousand years. However, there were not many people who had this kind of top secret technique. Most of the Perfected Lords' Blight would start between three or four thousand years to seven or eight thousand years. These three Sky Immortals were the Perfected Lords who had gone through the second blight.

Of course, there were also many peerless figures who had gone through the blight in one or two thousand years.

The burly man looked around and was a little depressed. "I don't dare to use any escape techniques or Immortal Sense in this damned place. I haven't even found a remnant grotto-heaven after a few decades!"

"But once we find one, there will be countless benefits. Moreover, compared to the inner layer that has been completely turned into a space-time storm, this place is much safer," the strange man said leisurely.

"Those seniors who are much stronger than us are waiting for the inner layer to calm down a little. They want to see if there are any grotto-heavens created by the Fourth Blight Mighty Lords and half-step Golden Immortals. However, it will take at least thousands of years. This is our chance. Otherwise, when they come in, they might just take it away." The strange-looking old man walked slowly in the wind of time and the spatial crack.

The strange man said thoughtfully, "There are a few cultivators who haven't gone through the blight. They seem to be preparing to cooperate with the cultivators of Yu Yutian. After all, they might have some information about the grotto-heavens here. Should we pay them a visit?"

"If we can't find anything after a few decades, then let's go." The burly man nodded in agreement. However, because it was difficult to go in and out, he planned to look for more while he was at it.

The green-robed old man seemed to have thought of something and laughed. "I have news. During the battle between the Golden Immortals, the dojos of the other two were completely destroyed. However, as the winner, his dojo is said to still be in the core area. However, do you dare to go in? Haha. "

The strange man and the burly man were speechless. Not to mention the core area, even the inner layer of West Wilderness was not a place that they, or even all the Heaven Immortals and Perfected Lords, could set foot in.

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Penglai, Dubhe Peak, Ends of the Earth Tower.

"Master, are you going to go through the last two tribulation fires now? Can't the Diamond Glazed Immortal Talisman be sealed for another thirty-three years? Why are you in such a hurry? "Chu Wan 'er, who had gone through hardships and regained her Primordial Spirit, looked at Shi Xuan worriedly.

In the entire Ends of the Earth Tower, there were also Perfected Jiang, Zhang Zhengyan, and the young and elegant Xu Zhifei. Two hundred years ago, he had merged with the Real Spirit again and stepped through the Hidden Latch of Life and Death. In this way, including Linló and Mo Yuan, the number of Primordial Spirits in Penglai had increased to seven. This did not include Zuo Si and the others who had been conferred as gods.

Moreover, more than five hundred years ago, Linló had gone through the second tribulation, and more than four hundred years ago, Mo Yuan had gone through the first tribulation. Penglai had a flourishing momentum.

Although there were many Perfected Ones, their strength was not high. There was not even a Three-tribulation Yang God Perfected One. As the situation began to change, it was obvious that it was a hidden danger.

Among the Yin God Venerables who returned, Ling Ri went to search for the heretic Primordial Spirit because he had the longevity pill of the Dragon Clan. Xie Fangwei chose to accept Shi Xuan's favor by eating the Lunar Ice Crystal Fruit and continuing to break through to the Primordial Spirit Dao. He completely ignored the heretic Primordial Spirit and the conferment of God.

He and Ming Qingyue, because Shi Xuan felt that Yu Yu Heaven was about to rise and that there would be more opportunities and opportunities, he and Ming Qingyue suggested them to stay in their own world and travel around in search of opportunities.

Shi Xuan smiled faintly and said, "I feel that my cultivation is perfect and I have the Xuan Yin Seven Water Bead. This is the time when I have the greatest confidence. If I delay any longer, it will be detrimental to my Dao Heart." After saying that, he stood up and bowed to everyone. The Zi Ying Sword turned into a purple light and flew out of the formation.

After leaving the formation, Shi Xuan went straight to the Green Darkness. As the Celestial Lord of the Thunder Department, Zuo Si gathered some righteous deities and celestial generals to guard nearby. They were part of the Lingxiao Hall and were not afraid of the Heavenly Tribulations.

Shi Xuan sat on the Zi Ying Sword leisurely and relaxed. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment. Then, he firmly reached out his hand and took off the Golden Glaze Fairy Talisman hidden in his Niwan Palace.

The glaze Buddha light faded and the six Buddhas disappeared. The pure white Fire of Dao of the Present World that was in the shape of a small bead expanded all of a sudden and enveloped Shi Xuan's entire Primordial Spirit. The burning pain was extremely unbearable.

A majestic and sacred golden bridge appeared out of nowhere. Golden lotuses bloomed and golden light bloomed. Under the bridge was a peaceful Void of Chaos. It seemed high and mighty, as if it could suppress everything. It was the Golden Nirvana Bridge formed by the Taiji diagram with seventeen layers of restrictions.

The changes in space stopped and time slowed down. The pure white Fire of Dao seemed to be frozen, immediately coming to a halt on the spot.

Afterwards, a string of black beads appeared on the bridge. The seven beads shone with a cold, clean, and faint light. The light flowed like water, washing over Shi Xuan's Soul and clashing with the pure white Fire of Dao.

The water surged, cold and clean. Coupled with the suppression of the Taiji diagram, the Fire of Dao of the Present World was forced back bit by bit. It was completely extinguished very soon, while the Profound Yin Seven Water Beads began to heat up. This was because it needed to be nurtured for three hundred and sixty years after one layer of tribulation fire was extinguished before it could be used again.

The eighth layer of tribulation fire had appeared. The Fire of Dao of the Present World had passed!

A translucent, glass-like flame slowly lit up. It was extremely illusionary, as if it did not belong to his Soul. Instead, it seemed to be born in Shi Xuan's thoughts, thoughts, and thoughts.

Cautiousness burned away, cowardice burned away, courage burned away, joy burned away, pain burned away, anger burned away, emptiness burned away … All kinds of thoughts, all kinds of emotions, good or bad, were all burned away!

The Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue appeared in Shi Xuan's Soul, bringing with him a sense of peace and nature. Although he could not stop the burning of the Glazed Flame, he stopped it from starting a prairie fire, allowing Shi Xuan to recover. He guarded his heart and merged with the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue. Then, he let go of everything and allowed the flame to burn him.

In the blink of an eye, his Soul was burned into nothingness. The Glazed Flame of Dao and Virtue even burned into his body.

"My path must be the Great Dao of Yin and Yang!

"The path is difficult, but I must not fear death, retreat, and not be tempted to move forward!

"After I achieve the Dao, I must kill my enemies and avenge Teacher Qingyun Zi! I must restore the ancient atmosphere of Yu Yutian! "

Penglai, fellow disciple, master, ancestor, senior, fellow Daoist, disciple …

In the void, there seemed to be thoughts surging and reverberating. There was no obstruction, no darkness, as if his heart was clear.

When the surging reached the highest point, a spot of light suddenly appeared in the void of his Soul. Then, it rapidly grew, expanded, and gathered. Its momentum was unstoppable, like the rising sun.

In the blink of an eye, wherever the light shone, the Glazed Flame of Dao and Virtue was gradually extinguished.

The light disappeared, revealing Shi Xuan's Soul, which was the color of glass, and it was translucent and translucent.

After the three tribulations, the Glazed Flame was born.