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Chapter 1802

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The cultivators were still cursing.

Xie Tian was still deep in thought.

Half an hour later …

"Oh no!"

"I can't take the pressure of the Holy Road anymore!"

"Luo Mo, I'll f * ck you …"

"Stop cursing, hurry up!"

"Keep cursing! Walk while cursing! Walk while cursing! "



Because the cultivators were cursing Luo Mo, who was even more terrifying than Luo Mantra, the Rakshasa could only endure the endless curses.

But Luo Mantra could not take it anymore.

"Get lost!"

Even someone as strong as Luo Mei could not help taking several steps back when she released the aura of the blood essence.

"Luo Mo, what are you doing!"

With a loud shout, the nine paths quieted down, waiting to see Rakshasa make a fool of itself.

Xie Tian came to his senses and looked at Luo Mantra.

Luo Mantra's heart skipped a beat, but he said coldly, "I don't care what you do, but don't waste my time!"

"Duke Luo Mo." Chou Jiu followed up as well, and he cupped his fists with a spurious smile on his face. "I'm truly in awe of the Duke's methods. You've severed the fortuitous encounters of so many people without making a single sound."

Xie Tian frowned slightly and glanced at the other paths, then looked at Luo Mei.

"My Lord …"

Luo Mei quickly explained the situation.

"Duke Luo Mo," Luo Mantra said coldly, "Thanks to you, I've been dragged down by you, and I've embarrassed the Rakshasa Prison. What else do you have to say?"

Xie Tian ignored Luo Mantra and muttered to himself with a frown, "So this might be the Holy Road of Self-Reflection …"

Shangguan Yunyi immediately sneered, "Alright, Luo Mo, stop pretending. There are so many Sages here, but none of them think this is the Holy Road of Self-Reflection. You're talented, but how can you compare to a Sage …"

Xie Tian did not hear Shangguan Yunyi at all.

"Let's give it a try."

When Xie Tian thought about the sudden epiphany he had, a guess formed in his heart. Just as he was about to enter the Soul Wandering Realm, he looked at Floating Light Chu He.

"Did you just try it?"

Chu He said indifferently, "I was fooled by you."

"Amitabha." Floating Light clasped his palms together and said, "Duke Luo Mo, all living beings are bitter to begin with, so why must you add bitterness to bitterness? This is a sin, a sin."

Xie Tian tersely acknowledged and said in a deadpan manner, "Whether it's true or not, This King will know once he tries."

"What?" Chu He sneered, "Royal Prince Luo Mo has done this over and over again. Do you really not want your face anymore?"

Xie Tian shook his head and said, "I was just thinking about something. Now that I know that this path might be the holy path of self-reflection, This King obviously has to give it a try."

"Ridiculous!" Chu He said indifferently, "Luo Mo, don't think that you're more talented than us just because you've figured out a move!"

Floating Light also chanted, "Amitabha, Royal Prince Luo Mo, there's no need to try anymore. Just now, Benefactor Chu He and I have already tried it. This isn't the holy path of self-reflection at all, uh …"

Seeing that 'Luo Mo' had immediately entered the Soul Wandering Realm, Floating Light laughed bitterly and stopped trying to persuade him.

Meanwhile, the other eight paths were filled with mockery again.

"How ridiculous. It's clearly not the holy path of self-reflection, yet he's still putting on an act!"

"Who cares? He won't be able to delay us anyway!"

"Haha, Luo Mo has done a good deed. He's delayed both Love Seeking Palace and Rakshasa!"



The group of Saints shook their heads and could not help but laugh.

"If it's really the holy path of self-reflection, how could Floating Light Chu He not notice it?"

"That's true. Rumor has it that once one succeeds in self-reflection on the holy path of self-reflection, there will naturally be a mighty holy sound that will bless the cultivator with holy brilliance. His cultivation will be unimpeded for at least ten years!"

"With Floating Light Chu He's aptitude, there's a 99% chance that he will succeed. They failed just now, which is enough to prove the nature of this path!"

"Even if they really didn't have enough fortuitous encounters or didn't meditate and reflect on themselves just now, just our judgment is enough to confirm it!"



For a time, the few paths of cultivators sped up and moved forward. However, the path of Rakshasa that Xie Tian was in had completely stopped.

Not only that, but the other path of Rakshasa saw that even the five great Regional Princes had stopped. How could they dare to continue? They could only stop as well.

"Luo Mo! You're despicable! "

If Luo Mantra was said to be on the verge of exploding in anger, then Qiu Jiu had already exploded in anger.

He had originally wanted to follow Luo Mo and see if he could obtain any fortuitous encounters, but in the end, he was purely fooled.

Not only was he done fooling, he even wanted to do it a second time!

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the black-clothed and red-dressed maidservants had overtaken him, Qiu Jiu could no longer hold it in. He immediately stepped forward and reached out to Xie Tian's shoulder.

"Luo Mo County —"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Tian's body suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, directly sending Qiu Jiu flying!

At the same time, a majestic sacred sound exploded!

"Everyone who cultivates must reflect on themselves three times a day, attain the true Dao, and cultivate themselves!"

The sacred sound exploded, and the nine paths seemed to be sealed in ice!

Three regions' elites!

Two realms' elites!

Two realms' mighty figures!

The clone of a Saint from the upper realm!

Everyone, including Shen Wushuang, stopped in their tracks and turned around to look at Xie Tian, who was enveloped in golden sacred light, in horror.

"Sacred light? What kind of joke is that? "

"Impossible!"

"This isn't a sacred path of self-reflection at all!"

...

Floating Light and Chu He were dumbfounded.

"How did it turn into a sacred path of self-reflection?"

"This Penniless Monk clearly reflected on the sacred path of self-reflection just now..."

"Where exactly did it go wrong?"

...

Luo Zhou's face was pale, and he was in a daze.

"It really is a sacred path of self-reflection?"

"But, but why didn't Floating Light Chu He or even the clone of a Saint discover it, but Luo Mo …"

Thinking that he had not only mocked 'Luo Mo' over this matter, but had even berated him, Luo Zhou felt a chill in his heart.

"Damn it, why didn't I learn my lesson? Why did I offend him again!"

Beside him, Qiu Jiu was gnashing his teeth in confusion and shock.

"The sacred path of self-reflection!"

"Floating Light Chu He, and the sacred path of self-reflection that even I can't activate!"

"Just how powerful is this Luo Mo's talent and strength!"

...

Shangguan Yunyi's face darkened under the strange gazes of the crowd. He could not help but look at his sixth patriarch, Shangguan Yu.

"What are you looking at? If not for your arrogance, you wouldn't have been ridiculed by others! "

Shangguan Yu, whose face was even darker than Shangguan Yunyi's, snorted angrily and stared coldly at Xie Tian.

"Damn it, how did it turn into a sacred path of self-reflection? How could I be wrong about it?"

The other Sages' expressions were quite interesting.

Previously, they had sneered and judged that this was not a sacred path of self-reflection, and that Xie Tian was purely playing to the gallery.

But in less than a dozen breaths, most of them had not even surpassed Xie Tian. Holy sound rang out, and holy light appeared!

Whether it was holy sound or holy light, it was an extremely loud slap to the ears and eyes!

The reason why it was so loud was because the slap had mostly landed on the clone of a Saint.

Even the most mysterious Shen Wushuang could not help but narrow his eyes and look at the sacred path under his feet in Silence.

"The sacred path of self-reflection …"

Unrivaled God's frown deepened as he searched through the vast sealed memories for a moment.

"It's not a sacred path of self-reflection!"

"Then why is there holy light descending on Luo Mo?"

"The Ruins of God are getting more and more treacherous …"

...

Thinking of this, Shen Wushuang's ominous premonition intensified.

At this moment, Xie Tian woke up and looked at the golden holy light that had fused into his body. He frowned and murmured, "This is the sacred path of self-reflection? There doesn't seem to be anything special about it … "

Floating Light could not take it anymore.

You fooled us.

You can do it.

Everyone had judged that this was not the time for self-reflection. Your self-reflection attracted holy sound and holy light.

You're amazing.

But can you not say things after the fact?

"Amitabha …" Fu Guang uttered the name of Buddha and said, "Congratulations, Duke Luopu. This is the fated opportunity of the Holy Road of Self-Reflection. Not only have you discovered the flaws in your cultivation, but you've also received the blessing of the Holy Light. Judging from the scale of the Holy Light, your cultivation will be unobstructed for the next 100 years."

Xie Tian said calmly, "That's all. Let's go."

Xie Tian finally left.

And he left very quickly.

The remaining cultivators, regardless of whether they were prodigies, mighty figures, or even Sages' clones, walked in a daze.

"Please …"

"This is just the beginning …"

"He's so strong that even Sages will be slapped in the face. This Luo Mo …"

"I'm afraid that even if Xie Tian comes, he can only kneel and lick his boots …"

...

"You go first."

Suddenly, Chu He stopped and said to Floating Light.

Floating Light smiled bitterly and advised, "I think there's no need to try again …"

"Hmph!" A sharp glint flashed across Chu He's eyes. "I don't believe there's such a big gap between us!"

Like Chu He, Qiu Jiu, who had not only been teased but also suffered a blow, also chose to slow down.

"If Luo Mo can reflect on himself, so can I!"

However, after half an hour …

Pfft!

Pfft!

Chu He and Qiu Jiu spat out two mouthfuls of blood in succession.

The two of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

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