Seeing hope in the midst of despair, grabbing onto a rope in a quagmire, finding fire in the snow...
That was how Fang Zhengzhi felt. In fact, it was even more intense than that. It was so intense that his heart began to tremble.
The Heavenly Dao.
It was difficult. Extremely difficult.
No matter what, Fang Zhengzhi could not master it.
But in reality...
Who said that one had to master the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao encompassed all things and contained the rules of all things. However, what was Fang Zhengzhi going to do now?
To break free!
He did not need to master the Laws of Creation. All he needed to do was understand the Laws of space around him. In other words, Canyang had used the Heavenly Dao to change the Laws of space.
He had created a restrictive force in space.
All Fang Zhengzhi had to do was understand the Laws that Canyang had changed. He had to integrate his body with the Laws that Canyang had created. That way, he would no longer be restricted.
"Space, space, twisted space..." Fang Zhengzhi murmured to himself. There were hundreds of Daos in his pocket dimension.
There were the Daos of the stars, the Daos of the sun and moon, the Daos of plants, wind, water, fire, lightning, earth...
Of course...
There were also Daos of space.
There had always been many explanations for space. In a broad sense, space gave things the ability to change. Because of space, things could change.
In other words, space was the foundation of all things.
There were many different types of space. For example, space in the mind, space in the universe, space in numbers, etc.
However, Fang Zhengzhi did not need to think too much. He was thinking about the space around him. To put it bluntly, it was where he was standing.
What was this space made of?
Air was the main component.
Air and space were two different concepts.
However, Fang Zhengzhi was being restricted by air. More specifically, it was 78% nitrogen, 21% oxygen, 0.94% helium, neon... and 0.3% carbon dioxide.
Okay...
Of course, that was not all. If air was all that space was made of, then Fang Zhengzhi's knowledge of physics would have gone to waste.
In order to create a restrictive force in space, one had to change the thickness and thinness of the air. One had to include gravity, magnetism, attraction, repulsion...
What Fang Zhengzhi needed to do now was to let his body feel the surrounding force and air. Then, he needed to let every part of his body adapt.
However, it was still somewhat difficult and complicated.
However, it was already far better than using brute force without any clue.
As hope rose in Fang Zhengzhi's heart, he no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes and allowed his body to feel everything around him. In order to do this, he had to relax.
He completely relaxed his body and calmed his mind.
Chi Guyan's voice continued to travel into Fang Zhengzhi's mind, calming him down.
His heart grew calmer and calmer.
Fang Zhengzhi slowly developed a feeling that every cell in his body was pulsating and interacting with the matter in the surrounding space.
That feeling was like being in a lake.
However, the water in this lake was violent. Countless huge whirlpools were spinning rapidly in the lake, and a strong pulling force pulled his body from all directions.
But …
Strangely enough, these vortexes seemed to produce some sort of equilibrium.
The whirlpool on the left pulled his body to the left, while the whirlpool on the right resisted the pull from the left. The whirlpools above, below, above and below him …
Countless whirlpools flowed and pulled at each other, causing Fang Zhengzhi's body to be rooted to the ground. However, he was unable to move at all.
"So that's how it is. The so-called spatial distortion is actually the formation of invisible vortexes in space. The power of these vortexes cancels out and pulls on each other. In order to form these vortexes, one needs to use wind power and gravity to achieve an absolute balance …"
I understand now!
I finally understand!
Fang Zhengzhi began to understand the principles behind the twisting of space. However, he did not have the ability to do so yet.
But …
He was confident that he could find a way to escape from the twisting of space.
…
As the sky darkened and the stars shone brighter, the killing on the battlefield intensified. Under the leadership of Xing Yuanguo, the Dragon Protection Squad and Mountain Breaking Army stood guard at the gates of the Iron Hill Settlement.
They did not retreat.
Corpses piled up like a mountain.
The stench of blood permeated the air.
On the other hand, Chi Guyan seemed to have fused with the silver light in the sky. As the stars appeared one by one, the silver light continued to fall from the sky.
"The Xuan Heavenly Dao Body is difficult to deal with …" Canyang 'looked' at the sky, his eyes devoid of any light.
Silver light poured out, but after all of the silver light was absorbed, it was as if it had sunk into a deep pool, and there was not a trace of brilliance left.
Yun Qingwu did not pay any attention to Fang Zhengzhi either. She was looking at the torrential rain of silver light in the sky.
From her expression, Yun Qingwu looked extremely calm.
But in fact, there was a faint light flickering in her eyes. It was a light of envy, as if some kind of dream that could not be realized had appeared on someone else.
Yun Qingwu.
A demon who had been chased out of the Blood Shadow City by the Demon Lord.
As such, she could not be as talented as Chi Guyan. Even though she was famous, she could not hide her Star Conglomerate powers.
To put it bluntly...
At this moment, Yun Qingwu might not even be able to defeat Ping Yang who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth.
She was the Young Master of the Demons.
Yun Qingwu envied Chi Guyan's talent.
Xuan Heavenly Dao Body.
What kind of talent was that?
It was because of the Xuan Heavenly Daoist Body that Yun Qingwu had suffered so much at the cliff outside the Icy Monkey Settlement. It was also because of the Xuan Heavenly Daoist Body that Chi Guyan was able to shine so brilliantly.
The silver light grew denser and denser, turning into a waterfall.
It was a waterfall that fell from the sky.
The Demon soldiers looked at the silver waterfall in the sky in awe and respect. At the same time, they couldn't help but look at Fang Zhengzhi who was under the waterfall.
Fang Zhengzhi's eyes were closed and he looked as if he was asleep.
"He gave up so easily?"
"I think he has no energy left? Hahaha... "
"It's a pity that Chi Guyan's efforts were wasted on such a person. Doesn't he feel ashamed at all?"
The Demon soldiers discussed among themselves. However, it was obvious that they would not pay too much attention to Fang Zhengzhi because it was a waste of time.
Was there a need to be so careful when he was about to die?
Of course not.
The night grew darker. Other than the silver waterfall, there was only the splatter of blood on the battlefield. As such, no one noticed any movement from Fang Zhengzhi's body.
In fact...
Even if someone paid attention to Fang Zhengzhi, they would not have noticed.
That was because it was a very slight movement. To put it more accurately, it was Fang Zhengzhi's right thumb lifting up slightly.
Very quickly, he froze again and remained motionless.
However...
After a while, his index finger moved again. It was also a very slight hook. It was impossible for anyone to notice it.
The battle grew more intense.
Blood-curdling screams, shouts, and the sounds of fighting played a desolate melody in the dark night.
War was death, blood, and flames. Since ancient times, countless people had died in wars and fallen on the battlefield.
Similarly, war was also a tempering, an opportunity, and an honor.
In every battle, countless brave warriors had experienced the test of blood and fire. They stood on a higher stage and wielded a brighter spear.
"Kill!"
"Live and die with the tribe, die with the Southern Region!"
"Our parents, brothers, and children are in the tribe. We cannot let the Demons in. Defend the Iron Hill Tribe to the death!"
Their voices reverberated in the air. Arrows flew through the air and landed on the ground like thorns.
Blood dyed the ground red. Flames burned the pitch-black city wall.
The sounds of killing grew louder and louder.
It was the echo of two different sounds of battle. It was clear that the resistance within the Iron Hill Settlement was moving towards the gates.
Shan Ling bit down on his lips, a trickle of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He could hear the sounds of battle, and he knew what it meant.
"Is the Southern Region really going to perish?" Shan Ling was indignant. He was truly indignant.
"Crown Prince! Let's go. Where there's life, there's hope. We can only retreat into the forest. The demons won't be able to catch up to us! "A voice rang out beside Shan Ling's ear.
"Shut up!" Shan Ling's eyes were bloodshot.
Of course, he knew what kind of situation he was in, but could he retreat? As the Crown Prince of the Southern Region, could he retreat just like that?
"Crown Prince!"
"Charge! Even if I die, I want to die here!"
"Yes!"
Fresh blood splattered in the air, dyeing the stars in the night sky with a trace of blood.
At this moment, a pair of eyes slowly opened. In this battlefield where countless people were slaughtering each other, it was impossible to attract anyone's attention.
However...
The pair of eyes moved slightly, looking at everything around them.
The silver waterfall in the sky was so brilliant and dazzling, the sound echoing in his ears was so pleasant and pleasing to the ear, and the starlight twinkled in the sky.
"Boom!"
A violent wave of air burst out at this moment. It was like a surging wave of light, emitting a loud sound. Circles of ripples spread out in all directions.
Such a commotion naturally attracted a lot of attention.
"Still not giving up?"
"This fella won't give up until he sees his coffin!"
"What's the matter? Let him struggle. It's useless anyway. Are you hoping that he will suddenly gain enlightenment and break through the Heavenly Dao? "
"Hahaha … I don't think it's possible for the sun to rise from the west, right?"
All of the demons laughed and shook their heads. None of them paid attention to the shockwave anymore. They had seen it too many times, so many that they were numb to it.
Struggle?
No matter how hard he struggled, he would not be able to change his fate.
Break through the Heavenly Dao!
If that wasn't wishful thinking, then what was?
Not a single demon would believe it. Not even the Dragon Protection Squad, the Mountain Breaking Army, or the warriors of the Southern Region would believe it. It was impossible.
The shockwave caught everyone's attention.
However, they only paid attention to it. No one took another look at it because they knew very well that it was just Lei Da Wu Yu's struggle.
The shockwave blew past Yun Qingwu's dress.
Her snow-white dress danced in the air. However, Yun Qingwu did not look at Fang Zhengzhi. She continued to stare at the silver waterfall in the sky.
Canyang did not pay attention to the shockwave either.
As Yun Qingwu's master, he enjoyed the highest status in the Demon Race and was treated with the most respect. Even the Demon Lord had to go out of the city to welcome him.
However, Canyang was well aware of one thing.
No matter how high his status was, he was still a demon. As long as he was a demon, he would always know that Yun Qingwu was the Young Master of the Demons.
He wanted Fang Zhengzhi dead.
From the moment he saw Fang Zhengzhi, he had wanted Fang Zhengzhi dead. However, Yun Qingwu did not give the order. As such, even though he was Yun Qingwu's master...
He could not let Fang Zhengzhi die.
At the very least...
He could not die now!
Without his eyes, Canyang felt extremely lonely. However, many years later, he realized that even though he could not see the world, he could feel it.
He could clearly feel the existence of all things, the changes in all things, the external and internal aspects of all things...
At this point, he had opened a door that everyone dreamed of.
That was the Heavenly Rebirth Dao!
"To hell with the Heavenly Rebirth Dao!" Just at that moment, a roar rang out. It was a roar that had been suppressed for a long time, filled with the excitement of escaping from the abyss of suffering.
It was as if a volcano that had been dormant for hundreds of years had suddenly erupted. The temperature was so high that it caused the air around them to distort.
The night wind blew...
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