The explosion of a Theurgy trap had ignited a battle that seemed to be led by the various factions, but was actually led by Xie Tian.
This treasure didn't come from the Secret Realm of Departed Soul, but from Xie Tian.
The mysterious half-step Origin Tool.
The Daluo Sword.
The familiarity with the Secret Realm of Departed Soul.
Killing half a life to prove the path of the ominous star Rakshasa.
… …
Everyone who directed their killing intent at Xie Tian thought that they had found a very good reason.
But they didn't know that this reason was given to them by Xie Tian himself.
And in Xie Tian's eyes, these people were also treasures.
Killing from Xie Tian's hands had already become an art.
Whether it was a one-on-one fight or a group fight, Xie Tian's killing was always full of charm, like an antelope hanging its horns, without leaving a trace.
Looking down at the ten thousand li around Xie Tian, the cultivators and Rakshasa coming from all directions, their only use was to charge forward and crash into the way Xie Tian had planned for them, exploding into different but still beautiful flowers of life.
Traps exploded everywhere. Xie Tian personally attacked everywhere. Some were resplendent, some were bloody, some were silent, and some were thunderous.
Using the improved Void Step, Xie Tian could travel a hundred thousand li with just a thought.
Often, when the Lin Clan cultivators in the east looked at Xie Tian in shock and fear, the sword cultivators of the Qiu Clan in the west had already died under the Soul Shattering Golden Palm.
Xie Tian was someone who wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal, and he was also someone who was good at using all resources.
Apart from the time they lived, the energy of the Origin Embryo of the cultivators was also devoured by the evil vein.
Pills, Immortal artifacts, storage bags …
Those who came were all dead.
But Xie Tian didn't kill them all.
A hundred thousand li away, Luo Hai stopped.
In a short hour, what happened in a hundred thousand li in front of him made him feel a bloodthirsty excitement that he hadn't felt for a long time.
It was as if he had just watched a show that made his blood boil, and his battle intent was uncontrollable.
But he endured it.
He thought that after he recovered, he would be able to put on an even better show with him.
This scene would make his path to becoming a viscount even brighter and more splendid.
Standing in the void and watching Luo Hai leave, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes were cold.
Amidst the coldness, there was a trace of seriousness.
"Ancient Ancestor Blood Pool …"
He could feel that Luo Hai had become stronger.
This power came from the Ancient Ancestor's blood pool that Luo Jiao mentioned.
The Ancient Ancestor Blood Pool was the most precious thing in the Rakshasa Prison.
It had a mysterious and wondrous effect, it could even revive a dead Rakshasa.
Suddenly, Xie Tian thought of Little Bell.
"Chances are that the Rakshasa bloodline that was sealed by Little Bell's mother can be opened through the Ancient Ancestor's blood pool, too?"
Little Bell was a poor girl.
Therefore, Xie Tian was willing to think of it this way.
He was also a pitiful person after his sneak attack failed and he was defeated by Sun Qiu.
Therefore, Xie Tian was also willing to think about it.
After thinking about it, he looked at a certain spot in the void and cursed, "Idiot."
Xie Tian's idea was very successful.
Qiu Kai was only stunned for a moment before his spirit true body seemed to be ignited.
Boom!
The instant before Qiu Kai exploded in anger, Xie Tian escaped.
More than a thousand cultivators and hundreds of Rakshasa had brought Xie Tian less than three months of survival time.
But as long as there were no unexpected accidents, it was enough for Qiu Kai to turn into another seven-colored pearl.
He swallowed elixirs and continued to heal his wounds while using the Void Steps to fly toward the altar …
While Xie Tian was moving crazily, the deity and his sister, who were millions of miles away, finally encountered a problem that stopped them in their tracks.
How difficult was this problem?
It was so difficult that they didn't know what it was.
They didn't understand the meaning of the seven-colored figure kneeling in the sky.
The only thing they knew was that if they didn't solve this problem, the mysterious force that stopped them in their tracks would not disappear.
The sister sighed and smiled bitterly. "Let's go back."
The deity looked at the strange scene in front of him and nodded. "Okay, let's go back."
A hundred zhang behind them, the large wolfdog, the deity, and Shen Ying were confused.
"Go back?"
"Why should we go back?"
"This is not the end. There is still a path ahead!"
…
The sister and the deity looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
They had a feeling that the mysterious force stopping them was something even a half-step Origin Tool could not resist.
Since they couldn't think of a solution and didn't have the strength to force their way through, they could only go back.
After going back, there might be someone who could find another way to continue forward.
But …
"My sister and I don't even know what the problem is. Who can think of …"
The deity shook his head. The sister, who was worried about the plan, suddenly said, "Not necessarily!"
"You still think that someone can open the path ahead?" The deity was startled.
Thinking of Xie Tian, who didn't take the normal path, the sister smiled. "Who knows?"
The deity seemed to have seen through the sister's thoughts and asked, "Is it half-life?"
The sister's heart twitched. She laughed loudly. "Even I don't know what the problem is. How could he?"
The deity thought the same, but he didn't say it out loud.
As proud as he was, he didn't have the habit of suppressing or belittling others.
Thus, he said something else.
"He should be dead."
"Haha, who said he isn't …" The sister's expression changed abruptly. She flew back the way they came, cursing, "Damn it! How could I forget about this?"
The large wolfdog also ran away.
The three of them walked very slowly.
Along the way, the three of them were silent.
The silence was normal.
It was always like this when the three of them walked together.
Suddenly, the deity stopped in his tracks.
"What's wrong, deity?"
"Half-life …" The deity frowned. His eyes flickered as if he was thinking hard about something.
Hearing the deity murmur "Half-life", Shen Ba and Shen Ying looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.
They didn't expect that the deity still couldn't forget the half-life that had been dead for who knew how long.
Shen Ba thought for a moment, then said, "He's already dead."
Shen Ying also said, "As long as Aoyin didn't go easy on him, he could definitely kill him."
"That's not it." The deity shook his head.
The two of them were shocked. "Then what is it?"
"I keep feeling that 'half-life' is somewhat familiar." The deity's eyes were a little dazed. "I seem to have heard of someone like this before."
Shen Ba and Shen Ying frowned slightly.
"Similar …"
"Half-life's battle prowess isn't bad. Heaven Breaking Tier cultivator who killed an undying prodigy. Excellent comprehension. Body refinement. Soul cultivator …"
"Very scheming. Possesses a half-step Origin Tool …"
…
After listing out all the characteristics of half-life, Shen Ba and Shen Ying were still confused.
"In the four Celestial Realms and the Forsaken Land, except for nameless prodigies, any famous person can't hide from us God Eyes even if they pretend to be half-life."
The deity also couldn't think of such a trivial matter, so he said, "Half-life is already dead. There's no need to think about it."
The two of them nodded, and the three of them fell silent again.
Silence was normal.
However, when the three hundred thousand people fell silent with their mouths agape, even the gods felt that something was amiss.
With a sweep of his Divine Eye, he saw his little sister and walked over.
"What happened?"
His little sister, who had been standing in a daze for who knew how long, slowly turned her head and sized up her strongest opponent with a complicated expression.
A deity was three feet above his head …
Why was it that a deity like you was so easily slapped in the face when you met him?
After thinking for a moment, his little sister decided to speak.
Speaking would be a slap in the face.
But if she didn't speak, she was really afraid that the deity wouldn't follow the rules.
After all, the deity's confidence in following the rules came from never being slapped in the face.
"He's not dead."
The deity froze and instinctively said, "He's not dead …"
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