Xie Tian had a doubt since a long time ago.
According to his understanding, a person's spirit root was the expression of that person.
Although his spiritual roots had been damaged to the extreme after he had left the Source of God, and the only strand of grandmist aura that had yet to take form had been sucked away by Xie Yun, no matter what, the grandmist spiritual roots that belonged to him should belong to him.
However, little tyrant was too arrogant, too proud, as if he did not even put the heavens and earth in his eyes.
As for him, Xie Tian, he would not look down on anyone.
"Could it be that what little tyrant is displaying is my past self …"
Although he forced himself not to imagine what kind of person he was before he was sealed into the divine sprite, seeing little tyrant's appearance, Xie Tian could not help but imagine, and came to a conclusion.
"This, this is a silkpants …"
He was a little awkward.
And a little unconvinced.
"It shouldn't be. If he was a silkpants, little tyrant would never play with a stupid spirit root …"
Seeing the stupid spirit root looking at him with a pout, looking as if it was about to cry, Xie Tian hurriedly comforted it. However, this thought became even firmer.
"Could someone as arrogant as Xuan Le play with Boss Jia? Could he sit at the same table as Boss Jia? Could he play awesome games with Boss Jia …"
It was impossible even if he used his toes to think. Hence, Xie Tian felt much better, and at the same time, an uncontrollable curiosity towards his past was born.
However, in the next moment, he used his powerful willpower to suppress this curiosity.
He could not continue thinking about it.
"If Dark Blade was here, he would definitely warn me like this …"
The ripples in Xie Tian's bloody eyes returned to calmness.
After calming down, he began to pay attention to little tyrant's actions, as if the ripples in his heart were just an illusion.
Little tyrant walked arrogantly, approaching the dao spring at an unimaginable speed. In just a few breaths of time, he was only three hundred meters away from the dao spring.
With the golden dao spring as the background, Xie Tian could not distinguish little tyrant's golden figure with his naked eyes, as if the dao spring of a peak Sovereign was one with little tyrant …
Xie Tian shook his head, dispelling the absurd illusion.
In the next moment, he closed his bloody eyes and connected with the mind hidden within little tyrant's body.
The moment the connection was made, Xie Tian felt as if he had arrived at a whole new world.
In this new world, the sound of the Dao was like thunder, and it was shocking. The sound of the Dao was like the tide, and it surged and roared. The sound of the Dao was like the tide, and it was mellow and sorrowful …
In this new world, the Dao Accumulation was like the stars, shaking people's hearts and souls. The Dao Accumulation was like a flood, surging endlessly. The Dao Accumulation was like sand, innumerable …
This was a world of Dao.
After an unknown amount of time, which felt like ten thousand years, but also like the snap of a finger, Xie Tian found himself returning to reality …
As for the thread of connection, it had completely disappeared.
Xie Tian touched the corner of his mouth with his right hand and looked down. It was covered in blood.
He was not surprised. This was the price for trying to touch something that he was not qualified to touch.
But he didn't regret it. Instead, he felt happy.
Using a strand of his consciousness as the price, he was able to see the most fundamental existence of a supreme being. He felt that he had profited greatly.
"This is what it means to be a Paragon, to be able to create a world of its own, to be able to form a furnace of laws …"
This was the only enlightenment he had.
In fact, it couldn't even be considered enlightenment. It was merely Xie Tian's first impression of the world of Dao.
He deeply engraved this impression in his heart. He felt that in the future, if there was no one to guide him, he would have to rely on this first impression to search for the path to become a Sovereign.
However, this path was simply too far away. Xie Tian calmed his mind and continued to pay attention to little tyrant.
Facing the countless strands of Primordial Origin, little tyrant was anxious, while Xie Tian was nervous.
He was very worried that the Dao Spring would sense little tyrant's approach and use the golden chains of regulation as a whip, lashing towards little tyrant.
Time passed.
Three hundred meters away from the Dao Spring, little tyrant was in Silence.
Five hundred meters away from the Dao Spring, Xie Tian looked at little tyrant's Silence, and he understood a little more.
Perhaps little tyrant's arrogance was matched with the Primordial Manifestation Physique's awesomeness. However, the current little tyrant only had arrogance, and did not have the intelligence and ability to match it.
Perhaps little tyrant was unable to think of a solution, but little tyrant was a little angry. He pointed at the Dao Spring and muttered something. Though he was silent, it caused the Dao Spring to surge even more violently, scaring Xie Tian to the point that he nearly stopped breathing.
He did not want to go for wool and come home shorn.
Especially since this chicken had swallowed the Primordial Origin of ten supreme sovereigns in order to grow to such a size. Even the slightest bit of damage would cause him great heartache.
"If you can't do it, then come back …"
Xie Tian inwardly said. Little tyrant's eyebrows raised!
My stupid little brother is still watching from behind. If this young master doesn't act tough, how can I convince the world!
Little tyrant was arrogant. Little tyrant was furious. However, facing the Dao Spring, little tyrant was helpless.
Feeling helpless, he subconsciously cultivated the Elemental Nurturing Art.
This was the only thing he knew after leaving the Primordial Era.
With this movement, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes suddenly widened!
Within his eyes filled with extreme disbelief, several hundred strands of Primordial Origin broke free from the restraints of the golden chains of regulation, and surged towards little tyrant!
"It … it's done?"
Then, just as Xie Tian's heart was filled with boundless joy, little tyrant suddenly retracted his hand and turned around. He smirked at Xie Tian, as though saying — Did you see that? This young master is just that awesome!
After smirking, little tyrant turned around and continued cultivating the Elemental Nurturing Art.
Xie Tian's joy vanished into thin air because of little tyrant's two turns.
Even though he knew that little tyrant was smirking at him, and not at him, but at his stupid little spirit vein.
With a bitter smile, Xie Tian sat down and watched the scene of little tyrant devouring the Primordial Origin in Silence.
However, he did not know that just as little tyrant devoured the first strand of Primordial Origin, the Li Mi Death Realm outside was in chaos.
Looking at the violently trembling world on the verge of collapse, looking at the crazily rolling blood-colored killing clouds above their heads, the faces of the two old monsters in charge of activating the Li Mi Life and Death Realm paled.
"This … What's happening?"
"The Li Mi Death Realm was formed from the fall of Dao Paragon Li Mi. After being modified by the Underworld Cave's Slaughter Stars for a million years, it has long stabilized. Why is it trembling so violently …"
"Hurry and inform Jing Ren!"
…
The eleven Grotto Masters who fled the Heavenly Slaughter Grotto quickly returned to the Heavenly Slaughter Grotto.
Seeing Jing Ren's ugly expression, everyone thought that the lord had come again.
"Something has happened to the Li Mi Death Realm."
After relaying the message sent by the two Sovereigns, Jing Ren frowned. "Immediately head to the Li Mi Death Realm to investigate. If we can't find the reason, we can only request for the Purple Myrtle Killing Star to appear."
When the four words' Purple Myrtle Killing Star 'entered their ears, the Grotto Masters simultaneously shivered.
They knew that the Twenty Four Slaughter Stars were similarly divided into levels. They were Heaven City, Purple Myrtle, and Supreme Abyss.
As the Grotto Masters of the Underworld Cave, the weakest of the three — Heaven City Slaughter Stars, were the ones they could normally come into contact with.
Even if they were the lowest level of slaughter stars, any one of them could rule over the Twelve Grottos.
If the Purple Myrtle Killing Star were to appear …
The Grotto Masters looked at each other, pondering how they should welcome the arrival of such an existence.
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