From Xie Tian's punch to Huang Er's cursing, only a split second had passed.
But in that instant, Xie Tian had given Huang Er too much of a shock.
He had thought that after confirming that Xie Tian would not be able to learn the Forbidden Blade Technique, he would be able to heave a sigh of relief. Huang Er did not expect that after confirming it, he would find it even harder to accept.
The reason why he could not accept it, apart from the strange concept of Xie Tian's comprehension of the Wild Spirit Dance, was that Xie Tian had displayed five types of Origin Wills, which complemented each other and imitated a trace of the charm of the Wild Spirit Dance.
This kind of understanding and control of source energy far exceeded the scope of a supreme genius's ability to show off.
Even Xie Ren felt a slight sense of relief when he saw the Blade Fist.
Because this move was also similar to Saint Runes, but Xie Tian had obviously listened to his words.
"Not only did you listen, but you also comprehended the essence of Huang Er's words. You no longer mixed the laws, but went all the way to Origin …"
Having more power did not mean that one was strong. It was referring to Xie Tian's various Heavenly Dao laws.
And after jumping to the extremely difficult and obscure level of Origin, Xie Tian did not bite off more than he could chew. Instead, he started from the most basic control of Origin.
Several years.
Battling with Sages of the lower realms.
"If it wasn't miserable, how would I have personally experienced the Sage's understanding and control of Origin …"
Dark Blade glanced at Huang Er, who was still somewhat unable to accept it, and trembled slightly.
Huang Er only saw Xie Tian's miserable state during the battle, but did not know that Xie Tian was using this method to cultivate crazily.
Several years of accumulation erupted during the three months of seclusion in Rakshasa Palace. Its power was unimaginable!
"I originally thought that you would not be able to touch Saint Runes at the Scryer Realm, but now it seems …"
From Dark Blade's point of view, Xie Tian only needed to do one more thing, and after stepping into the Scryer Realm, he would be able to use Saint Runes as a routine!
Xie Tian was also thinking about Saint Runes.
But he definitely did not think that his blade fist was Saint Runes.
"Huang Er's finger …"
That finger had not only broken the stagnant time and space, but it had also unlocked his Enchanting Heavenly Eye, which contained the Origins of Destruction and Creation.
Similar to the battle with the Sages in the past few years, Xie Tian was also carefully comprehending Huang Er's understanding and control of the Origin.
After an unknown period of time, his blood-red eyes lit up.
"Strength doesn't equate to strength. So that's how it is …"
If it could be said that the many years of war had allowed Xie Tian to comprehend the first half of Huang Er's words.
Now that he had seen Huang Er attack, he understood the latter half of the sentence.
This was because he realized that Huang Er's finger, which the Dark Blade called the true Saint Rune, actually only had one source.
"Saint Runes aren't just a simple amalgamation of various Laws. They aren't just an amalgamation of Origins. They are also Saint Runes …"
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes became brighter and brighter.
It was as if Huang Er's finger had opened a door for him, allowing him to see an even more beautiful scene of cultivation.
"Thank you."
He cupped his fists and bowed.
Xie Tian suppressed his thoughts and walked forward.
"Wait!"
Xie Tian looked at Huang Er.
Huang Er's mouth was agape, but he did not know what to say.
Could it be that the previous move did not count and he had to do it again?
"Sigh …" Huang Er smiled bitterly. "Master, you … you even lie to your own people."
Xie Tian replied very seriously, "I don't know you."
"Alright, alright, alright." Huang Er raised his hands high and looked like he was convinced. "I've lost this battle. I didn't expect Master to improve so quickly in the past few years, but … Hey, hey, hey! Do you have to hate me so much … "
Seeing Xie Tian disappear, Huang Er gritted his teeth.
"Enduring for so many years, you would rather be abused by those Sages like a dog. Did you predict that we would have this battle …"
Just as he finished speaking, the servant girls appeared.
"Eh, where's Xie Tian?"
Huang Er was about to reply angrily when he realized that something was wrong.
"Eh? What do you mean by 'eh'? "
The word 'eh', coupled with the surprised expression on the servant girls' faces, fully expressed one thing — How come you, a Sage, a legend of the Celestial World, haven't managed to woo Xie Tian?
But the next moment, the servant girls discovered the trace of blood on Huang Er's face and the aura of the first level of the Scryer Realm.
"Oh, so you've been defeated …"
"Ha, what do you mean by beaten … Come back! Make yourself clear! "
The servant girls who were hot on his heels subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief.
"Even the first level of the Scryer Realm, Huang Er, can't stop you, maybe …"
Gradually, the servant girls stopped in their tracks, their grey eyes complicated.
"Xie Tian, you must come back alive …"
After silently praying, the servant girls turned around and returned.
Only now did she realize that with Xie Tian's departure, the situation of the three territories was all on her shoulders.
If she also disappeared, once more Sages descended, the situation that Xie Tian had painstakingly planned for decades would instantly fall apart.
After a few interludes, Xie Tian's path once again returned to solitude.
Solitude was a kind of high and mighty loneliness.
But at the end of the road, he saw a familiar face.
"Are you alright?"
Glancing at the huge star tens of thousands of miles away, Xie Tian walked towards the haggard god sitting cross-legged in the void.
The god did not speak, maintaining the posture of the huge star in a daze.
"Do you know, I've been cultivating hard since I was young. Whenever I have some free time, I'll sit on the ground and look at this star."
"It's pretty good." Xie Tian also sat cross-legged and smiled. "When I was young, I loved to look at the sun. Later on, I liked to look at the night sky and stars."
The God's stiff God's eyes moved, causing the moisture in his God's eyes to ripple.
"He said that my mother is inside."
Even though he had similar guesses before, Xie Tian did not say anything at this moment.
What could he say?
He could not say anything.
The only thing he could do was to stand up and walk toward the Star Graveyard in the god's eyes.
Seeing this, the god subconsciously stretched out his hand toward Xie Tian's back, wanting to grab something.
But what could he grab?
The guilt caused by his father's despicable treatment of Xie Tian …
The admiration and gratitude caused by Xie Tian's charisma …
The unrealistic desire caused by his longing for his mother …
At this moment, it seemed to have once again turned into countless steel knives, causing the god's heart to ache.
Xie Tian had fought with the Sage for a few years, and the god guarding outside the Star Graveyard had suffered for a few years.
But no matter how painful it was, he still spoke.
"If …"
After saying this word, blood flowed out from the corner of the god's mouth.
However, this blood-soaked word was unable to cause Xie Tian's footsteps to pause.
"If he wins and you lose in the Ruins of God, will you die?"
"Yes."
Xie Tian answered without hesitation.
The god's heart trembled, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. His gaze was waning.
Xie Tian, who had been brought into the Star Graveyard by his father, would die.
Then, after Xie Tian walked into the Star Graveyard, who would die?
"Ah ah ah ah … Pu!"
Amidst the god's mournful cries of pain, Xie Tian walked into the Star Graveyard.
He was somewhat silent.
This was because these cries should have been the god's begging to him.
But the god seemed to know that this kind of begging was tantamount to asking Xie Tian to commit suicide.
Therefore, at this moment, the god was suffering from the impact and torture of kinship and human nature.
But it was also because of this that Shen Wushuang and the god formed a sharp contrast.
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