Yi Qing came from the Black Tortoise Planet of the Void World. In the past, when he was at the Sinister Sparrow Sect, Ning Fan consumed the Spirit Refining Grass and comprehended the Spirit Wander Ten Thousand Li Divine Ability. His spirit sense turned into a thread and penetrated through the world and entered the Void World. If it wasn't for a powerful expert of the Black Tortoise Planet, Ning Fan's consciousness would have been shattered and buried in the void
The senior sister who transmitted the message to him was called Bei Li
This place was the sea of clouds and the three tablets were required to carve one's name. Before carving one's name, there were still the three steps of Mortal Severance.
What Ning Fan cared about the most were the black names. The Old Devil was a cunning person, yet his name was carved in black. This black color must have a special meaning!
"May I ask Fellow Daoist Yi Qing, how do the names on the divine tablets distinguish by color?"
"To be honest, the color is the luck of a cultivator … Ordinary cultivators can't see their luck when they reach the Spirit Severing Realm. Their names are usually carved in the first five colors. If there is someone with amazing abilities who can see the color of luck, he will be bestowed with the technique of condensing luck into a brush. By condensing a brush of luck, one can carve a blue or even purple name on the tablet. Once the name is successfully carved, the cultivator's luck will be enhanced by the tablet. If the name is purple, then the success rate of becoming an immortal from the Void Fragmentation Realm will be at least ten percent higher than ordinary people! "
Ten percent! This probability was extremely terrifying compared to the one in ten thousand chance of becoming an immortal.
From Yi Qing's point of view, if Ning Fan could condense a brush of luck, he could at least carve a blue name and raise his luck to blue.
When one reaches the Spirit Severing Realm, his luck would be blue. If he had the opportunity, it might be possible to raise his luck to purple.
This person had the potential to become an immortal and was worthy of Yi Qing's attention! Even though they were cultivators from the lower realm, they might still have the fate of Dao once they ascend.
"What does black mean?"
Ning Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. Purple luck was heaven-defying, but sadly, his luck was already tainted … The benefits of awakening the blood of Fu Li were not small, but the price was to taint his own luck.
Rumor has it that those with black luck had no hope of becoming an immortal, but if the Old Devil could become an immortal, why can't I?!
"The black luck is also known as the 'Hopeless Immortal Ascension' … This kind of luck requires the possessor to go against the heavens to cultivate. The path to immortality is bumpy, and the person's luck is extremely bad. The heavenly tribulation is extremely strong, and the probability of becoming an immortal is extremely low … The True Devil Inverse Cultivator is already considered to be extremely difficult to become an immortal. As for the Inverse Cultivator who possesses the black luck, there is not even one in a million who can become an immortal … Fellow Daoist Dao is unable to obtain this luck. Even if you have the ability, I still don't recommend Fellow Daoist to carve the black name …"
A Daoist child advised him with kind words. Unfortunately, his luck couldn't carve any other colors other than black.
Many thoughts flashed across Ning Fan's mind. Judging from all the signs, the devil transformation that Dong Xu mentioned was most likely referring to carving the devil luck with the brush of fate.
The Fu Li Awakening Blood meant that one's fate had already darkened and one's fate had already changed. The evil fate was destined.
Demonic Luck couldn't be changed and there was no need to change it. As such, what he should consider was the three steps of Mortal Severing.
"Three Mortal Severing Steps. What are the three steps?" Ning Fan asked.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, the matter of carving your name and fate will have to be handled by Senior Sister Bei Li, I can't make the decision. However, I can bring Fellow Daoist to the three steps of Mortal Severing. These three steps might be slightly difficult for ordinary people but they aren't that difficult. However, to Fellow Daoist, I'm sure it'll be a piece of cake … The first step is called the 'Ten Steps Bridge'. Every ten steps, an illusion will appear. The lord must not turn his head back. Crossing the bridge after a hundred steps, the path of the past will become a stranger. According to the legends, this bridge was built by an Immortal Sovereign to establish his Dao. Those who cross this bridge will greatly benefit the mental state of a cultivator. "
"Ordinary cultivators can take fifteen steps a day and they can complete this bridge within seven days. On the first seven days, the illusions of this bridge will intensify and even Divine Transformation Realm cultivators won't be able to break free from it. On the fourteenth day, even Void Refinement Realm experts will be bewitched. On the twenty-first day, even Void Fragmentation Realm experts will be in danger … There was once a Void Fragmentation Realm expert who wanted to use the Ten Steps Bridge to resist the illusions and temper his mental state. In the end, he stayed on the Ten Steps Bridge for more than twenty-one days. On the twenty-second day, he could no longer walk out of this bridge. In the end, he was devoured by the illusions … His Dao vanished and he died … "
Yi Qing introduced while leading Ning Fan through layers of clouds and arrived at a bridge made of clouds and mist.
There was a monument beside the bridge named 'Ten Steps'. Under the bridge, there was an abyss that was immeasurably deep. The body of the bridge was shrouded by purple mist. That purple mist could transform into many illusions.
"So this is the Ten Steps Bridge … Ten steps and an illusion. Don't look back … Is this a farewell to the past …?"
Ning Fan stood beside the monument and his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
The handwriting of the two words' Ten Steps' was very familiar … He recognized it!
This handwriting was almost the same as the one that wrote 'Sending the Monarch to Death'!
"This Ten Steps Bridge was actually built by the peerless True Immortal who wrote the Nameless Ancient Scroll!"
Ning Fan could not help but be shocked. According to Yi Qing, this Ten Steps Bridge was built by the Immortal Sovereign of the Ancient Era. Then, if the person who built the bridge was the same person who wrote the Nameless Ancient Scroll, then the four words' Sending the Monarch to Death 'were written by the Immortal Sovereign?!
The Immortal Sovereign of the Ancient Era was the master of Great Emperor Ancient Chaos. He was the master of one billion worlds. The authentic handwriting of such an expert actually fell into my hands …
"I wonder if I can buy a Rain World with the money I earn from selling those four words …"
Ning Fan slowly put away his expression.
"Fellow Daoist, please step onto the bridge and slay the mortal!" Yi Qing said with a clear voice. The dense purple mist on the bridge formed a passageway for people to step on the bridge.
At the moment when the purple mist dispersed, Ning Fan seized the opportunity and stepped on the bridge in one step!
Standing on the cloud bridge, the purple mist disappeared. Ning Fan immediately felt a great immortal pressure pressing on his body. It was as if countless mountains were being carried on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to move even half a step.
The pressure of an Immortal Sovereign! Under this pressure, be it an Immortal Emperor or a mortal, all of them could only feel that they could not move even an inch!
Ning Fan closed his eyes and no longer moved forward after a fruitless attempt.
Traces of Late Spirit Severing Realm aura with blood-red light covered his entire body.
At the moment when the blood-red light appeared, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes. He broke free from the immortal pressure and took the first step!
Yi Qing's expression changed and he was secretly amazed.
If he did not sense wrongly, Ning Fan's aura pressure was already at the Late Spirit Severing Realm even though he had yet to attain the Spirit Severing Realm.
"As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. The first step is usually the most difficult step for a cultivator to take. Those with ordinary talent can be stuck on the first step for several hours, or even days. But for this young man to take the first step in less than ten breaths of time, there are no more than a hundred thousand Divine Transformation cultivators in the four heavens who can do this! However, I wonder how many steps he can take in a single breath after taking the first step … "
Yi Qing's eyes narrowed. Under his gaze, Ning Fan's toes touched the ground continuously and he took nine steps in a flash.
Each step forced the great momentum to turn into a sword, using the momentum as a sword to block the immortal pressure. Yi Qing knew that he could only take these nine steps after breaking through to the Late Spirit Severing Realm!
"Nine steps to form a sword in a single breath. If he can complete the first ten steps and summon the first illusion, he will be ranked above ten thousand among the hundreds of millions of Spirit Severing Realm cultivators in the Four Heavens …"
Nine steps was the limit of Ning Fan's Heaven Treading Nine Steps. After the ninth step, the sword momentum would reach its peak. The heavy immortal pressure almost made Ning Fan breathless, let alone taking the tenth step.
The words of the Dao Child fell into Ning Fan's ears. It was obviously a compliment, but Ning Fan felt that it was harsh to his ears.
Even if I can complete the tenth step in a single breath, it will only be the strength of ten thousand Spirit Severing Realm cultivators in the Four Heavens … There are so many descendants of fiendgods and outstanding youths in the Four Heavens …
"Ten thousand is not enough! I don't know how many ranks my master obtained in the past … But it definitely won't be ten thousand! "
The blood-red aura pressure shook violently, slightly dispersing the purple mist immortal pressure. Ning Fan made up his mind and took the tenth step.
When he forcefully took the tenth step, the immortal pressure trembled. He felt a sweetness in his throat and almost coughed out blood.
However, he did not want to cough or swallow this blood. Once he coughed out blood, his strength would collapse and the tenth step would be his limit.
"This child really can take ten steps in one breath! Ten steps, one illusion. At this place, this child will face the first illusion of the mortal world. The first illusion usually represents this child's first death enemy, but I wonder what cultivation this first enemy will have … "
After ten steps, a black-robed cultivator slowly appeared in front of Ning Fan. The seven of them had an indifferent expression. Their faces were young, but their voices were hoarse and old. They were Late Harmonious Spirit cultivators.
Wu Dongnan, the outer sect elder of the Heaven Separation Sect who captured Zhihe into the All Pleasure School and wanted to use her as a cauldron!
The first person Ning Fan personally killed!
The Dao Child's eyes were moved as he involuntarily exclaimed: "This child's first enemy is actually a Late Harmonious Spirit cultivator …"
His expression changed not because of how high a Late Harmonious Spirit cultivation was, but as the first enemy, this cultivation was indeed not low.
No matter how strong a cultivator was, they still started cultivating as a mortal. The first person a cultivator killed was usually a mortal or a Vein Opening junior The first enemy was a Harmonious Spirit cultivator. If Ning Fan didn't break the taboo of killing after reaching the Harmonious Spirit realm, then he would have pointed his sword at a Harmonious Spirit cultivator
"This illusion, it is not difficult for this child to break, but I wonder if he can continue to take the tenth step without stopping. If he can, then he can enter the top 9000 of the Four Heavens Spirit Transformation cultivators However, he can't do it. Just now, he barely managed to take the tenth step and almost coughed out blood
Ning Fan's gaze fell on Wu Dongnan's body with a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
That Wu Dongnan was clearly an illusion, but it was very realistic.
Even when facing Ning Fan, he still had a ferocious expression and spoke ruthlessly.
"Ning Fan, you dare to kill me, you dare to kill me! If this matter is known by the Heaven Separation School's School Master Wuxie, you will die for sure! "
Wu Dongnan's ruthless words were spoken as his mind gradually became sober.
Only now did he notice that he had been dead for a long time. In this period of time, Ning Fan was no longer the fifth level Vein Opening junior that killed him that year!
The Ning Fan in front of him had an unreachable aura, like an insurmountable mountain. However, because he was close to Spirit Transformation, his aura was almost concealed, so Wu Dongnan couldn't feel the fierceness of Ning Fan when he first saw him.
But as the cold glint in Ning Fan's eyes rose, he no longer held back his pressure!
The pressure of a Late Spirit Transformation cultivator landed on Wu Dongnan's purple mist illusionary body, causing him to feel a chill run down his spine.
"This, what kind of cultivation is this! Gold Core?! No, there is no Gold Core cultivator in Yue with such pressure Could it be the legendary Nascent Soul Realm? Yes, it must be the Nascent Soul Realm! But, how is this possible, Ning Fan is just an ant, how could he reach Nascent Soul? This is impossible! "
To Wu Dongnan, Nascent Soul was a legendary realm.
However, under the pressure of Ning Fan's blood red pressure, Wu Dongnan was frightened to find out that the opponent's pressure was enough to make his purple mist illusionary body collapse! Every inch of the immortal vein shattered! His sea of consciousness turned into nothingness! It was as if his entire life's dao intent was annihilated under Ning Fan's pressure!
"This is the power of a Late Spirit Transformation cultivator Wu Dongnan, you plotted against Zhihe that year. This hatred, even if I kill you, I will not forget it for generations to come Die!"
The pressure shook and Wu Dongnan's body collapsed, leaving only his head on the bridge, staring at Ning Fan in disbelief.
This illusion was called an illusion, but there was also truth within the illusion. This was the technique of an Immortal Emperor. True and false only required a single thought!
"Late Spirit Transformation, Late Spirit Transformation …" Wu Dongnan was scared silly. The two words "Spirit Transformation" was countless times stronger than Nascent Soul. To him, it was a legend among legends.
The eleventh step was taken by Ning Fan!
With this step, his black hair grew longer and fluttered without any wind. His white robe turned pure black, and lines appeared on the left side of his face.
This step crushed Wu Dongnan's head!
Then, without stopping, he took the twelfth step, thirteenth step!
Ning Fan had created two techniques since he started his cultivation. One was the Heaven Treading Nine Steps and the other was the Black Current Spirit Dividing Technique.
The eleventh step was not the end, it wasn't!
Yi Qing's eyes were filled with shock. If he was not mistaken, Ning Fan's method of turning into a black shadow was the Void Fragmentation divine ability, the Incarnation Technique!
With the help of the Incarnation Technique, Ning Fan easily reached the nineteenth step and then the twentieth step.
"Twenty steps in one breath. Once this person achieves Spirit Transformation, it will not be difficult for him to be ranked in the top five thousand among the Spirit Transformation cultivators in the four heavens! The second illusion is usually the person that a cultivator wants to kill the most in their life but has yet to kill … I wonder what is the cultivation of this person's enemy … "
As soon as Yi Qing's words fell, his eyes were filled with shock.
In front of Ning Fan, the purple mist condensed into a ten thousand zhang tall black-armored giant, revealing the astonishing aura of the fifth layer of Void Fragmentation.
"Fifth layer of Void Fragmentation, Nirvana Evil Vein! The enemy that this person wants to kill is actually such an expert! "
Facing the ten thousand zhang tall giant, Ning Fan was as small as an ant.
However, this ant's eyes were cold and fearless as he raised his head to stare at the giant.
"Han Nietian!"
"How dare you! Do you think my name is something that a little ant like you can call me?! Just you wait. A hundred years is coming soon. Your master will die and you won't be able to escape death too! Ancient Devil Dao, Breaking Bones to Create Soldiers! "
The black-armored giant bit off his finger. Strangely, there was not a single drop of blood.
The little finger was like a small mountain. The finger bone turned into black light and transformed into one hundred thousand devil soldiers. Each of them was extremely ferocious and had the strength of a Peak Gold Core Realm cultivator.
One hundred thousand devil soldiers wanted to merge together. However, Ning Fan bent his palm and grasped the sea of clouds and sunlight in his palm, turning them into a dazzling golden spear.
"Ancient Devil Dao, Breaking Bones to Create Soldiers huh … One hundred thousand Gold Core Realm cultivators are equivalent to one thousand Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and ten Spirit Severing Realm cultivators. When the ten Spirit Severing Realm cultivators merge, this technique can be broken before your bone soldiers merge!"
With a slap of his palm, the golden spear pierced into the one hundred thousand devil soldiers like an aurora. It turned into a shadow of the sun and exploded!
This was the Parting Sun Spear, a Mid-Grade Divine Transformation Realm demonic technique. It was Ning Fan's first time using it and the body of the spear condensed in front of him.
The power of this spear severely injured one hundred thousand Gold Core Realm bone soldiers.
With a sweep of his sword sense, the shadow of the black shadow attacked and one hundred thousand bone soldiers were killed!
"You fake Moksha Sovereign, get lost!"
Ning Fan's gaze seemed to carry the heavenly might. Under his gaze, the black-armored giant collapsed.
In the illusion, there were both fake and real. If Wu Dongnan leaned towards the real side, then the appearance of Moksha Sovereign was naturally fake …
Yi Qing was dumbfounded. If an ordinary Spirit Severing Realm cultivator encountered a second illusion of a Void Fragmentation Realm expert, they would definitely have to wait for a day. After a day, the illusion would disperse and the purple mist would lessen.
Who would really use a technique to kill an illusion and shatter a Void Fragmentation Realm shadow with just a gaze?
"It seems like I have underestimated this young man … This young man definitely has the strength to cross the Ten Steps Bridge in one go. In the Four Heavens Immortal World, he can be ranked within the top one thousand Spirit Severing Realm experts … The reason why he is only ranked within the top one thousand is because his cultivation base is still low. Once he reaches the Mid Spirit Severing Realm, he will definitely be ranked within the top five hundred. If he reaches the Late Spirit Severing Realm, he will definitely be ranked within the top one hundred. If he reaches the Peak Spirit Severing Realm, he will definitely be ranked within the top fifty … I am not wrong. This young man is a genius! "
Twenty-one steps, twenty-two steps … Thirty steps.
Ning Fan discovered that as long as he didn't stop and continued, the purple mist illusion would be the best nourishment for his state of mind.
Just by destroying two illusions, his state of mind had already reached the Early Spirit Severing Realm.
Forty steps, fifty steps … Ninety steps. One after another, enemies and good friends appeared. In the end, even Ning Fan's adoptive father, Ning Daniu, appeared. He stood behind Ning Fan, shouting at the top of his lungs. However, Ning Fan didn't turn his head. Ning Daniu was his adoptive father. Even though he was indebted to Ning Fan, he also had a grudge against Ning Fan. However, Ning Fan wasn't qualified to stop him.
At the ninety-ninth step, Ning Fan stopped.
Ning Fan used the power of his incarnation to cross the Ten Steps Bridge. However, when he was about to take the hundredth step, he slightly stopped.
Before he took the next step, a warm and nostalgic feeling rose in his heart.
What kind of illusion would appear on the last step of the Ten Steps Bridge?
From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan didn't stop, let alone look back.
However, after taking the hundredth step, he suddenly stopped.
He could faintly feel that after taking the last step, the purple mist behind him turned into a woman. She stretched out her pale yellow sleeves and gently hugged his neck. Her breath was weak as she called out to him.
"Child, my … child … Remember … Your surname is Yun. Don't hate your father. He just forgot about us … When he remembers you, he will come to this place and bring you home as promised …"
At the moment when this voice resounded, Ning Fan felt as if a string in his heart was broken.
"This voice sounds familiar … It's … Mother …"
After taking the hundredth step, he could have left the Ten Steps Bridge and completed the first step of Mortal Severance.
However, Ning Fan didn't leave. Instead, he turned around and looked back.
Outside of the Ten Steps Bridge, Dao Child Yiqing's expression changed drastically. Whether it was a mortal or a Void Fragmentation cultivator, no one could turn back on the Ten Steps Bridge.
Once they turned back, they would be invaded by the purple mist. They would be bewitched by the illusions and eventually be devoured by the purple mist.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, you can't turn back. You can't!"
Yiqing's voice was too late.
However, after Ning Fan turned around, his eyes didn't have the slightest trace of bewitchment or confusion.
He turned back, but he didn't fall into the illusion … How is this possible?!
"Since ancient times, no one could turn back on the Ten Steps Bridge without getting lost … Could this child be the first?! How did he do it?! "
…
On the Ten Steps Bridge, Ning Fan gently turned around and looked at the haggard and gentle woman in front of him. His heart felt warm.
This woman was wearing a pale yellow robe. She seemed to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but Ning Fan found her vaguely familiar.
In Yun Ruowei's dream, he had seen a yellow-robed woman who looked similar to this woman. The only difference was that the woman in front of him was already a mother.
"Child, my child …" That woman lovingly stroked Ning Fan's head and her eyes were filled with gratification.
Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes and smiled.
"So this is my mother …?"
Having no parents, Ning Fan was strong since he was young, but there was still a flaw in his heart.
That missing warmth was made up by his younger brother Ning Gu, his master the Old Devil and his wife Zhihe. But making up was just making up. If he had never experienced the kindness of his parents, he wouldn't be able to cut his mortal plane.
"Mother, you are still alive … That's great. Does this mean that I can still see my father and mother one day?"
Ning Fan pointed with his finger without using any magical power, but the yellow-robed woman turned into purple mist and dissipated.
This illusion was similar to Moksha Emperor, it was more fake. The reason must be that his mother was still alive, living in a certain place …
"I used to hate cultivating Dao, but if I don't cultivate Dao, I will never be able to climb the sea of clouds, cross the Ten Steps Bridge and discover the truth that my mother is still alive …"
"That's why cultivating Dao is the right thing to do. That's why I should cut my mortal plane … The word 'mortal plane' is not to cut off my mortal heart, but to cut off the fragile heart of an ordinary person … Cultivation is not about magical power, but a strong heart."
"On the Ten Steps Bridge, if I don't turn my head back, I won't have to struggle. If I turn my head back without cutting off my insignificant self, I will sink into the illusion and be swallowed by the purple mist … The reason why I didn't get swallowed by the purple mist was because my heart was not confused. The moment I heard this voice, I made up my mind to turn my head back and see what my mother looks like …"
"The word mortal plane is misunderstood by the world!"
Ning Fan turned around and stepped onto the Ten Steps Bridge.
His words and actions were like raging waves in the eyes of the Dao child.
Incisive!
This theory of mortal plane was unprecedented and will never be repeated in the future.
The world wanted to cut off the mortal world because of mortal plane, but they didn't know that the word mortal was referring to themselves
"Congratulations Brother Ning for passing the first step of mortal plane! I dare to say that if Brother Ning was born in the Four Heavens, I'm afraid there would be less than ten people who are as talented as Brother Ning! Even if you were born in the lower world, with Brother Ning's resolute Dao Heart, it's only a matter of time before you ascend to the Four Heavens. I will wait for the day of Brother Ning's ascension in the Four Heavens. That day won't be far away! "
"You're being too polite … Please bring me to the second step of mortal plane!"
Before the two of them moved, a ray of purple sword light flew out from the sea of clouds. It was glowing with the shadow of a colored glass.
On top of the colored glass sword shadow, a beautiful purple figure wearing a small robe and soft shoes were looking at Ning Fan with radiance.
"What a great theory of mortal plane … Bei Li has seen many outstanding people, but it's my first time seeing someone like Young Master who turned his head on the Ten Steps Bridge …"
A ray of purple smoke came from afar. It was a pretty and delicate female cultivator in purple robes.
Her lips parted slightly as she walked gracefully with a fragrant breeze.
Her eyes were cold. Needless to say, it made people feel that she was aloof from the world.
There were two purple stars on her forehead. Her eyebrows vaguely resembled Bei Xiaoman's …
"Bei Li of the Lost World Palace greets Young Master …"
The lady in purple robes did not bend her body to greet Ning Fan. Instead, she cupped her fists valiantly.
Her Half-Step Void Refinement Realm cultivation base caused traces of void power to revolve around her every step. This lady is not far from breaking through to the Void Refinement Realm …
Ning Fan cupped his fists to return the greeting.
This lady is from the Lost World Palace. Her surname is Bei. Could she be Bei Xiaoman's elder sister?
Bei Xiaoman is the Fourth Young Mistress of the Lost World Palace. Which young mistress is Bei Li?
Ning Fan kept the Yuan Yao Jade into his storage pouch discreetly. If this lady is really Bei Xiaoman's elder sister, he would most likely be in trouble if she sees the Yuan Yao Jade.
If this lady is really Bei Xiaoman's elder sister, Ning Fan would find it strange. Although they are both sisters, why is one so unruly and the other so well-mannered?
"The second step of Mortal Severance is' Striking the Bell to Seek Dao '. Striking the Bell of Samsara will clear your heart of mortal thoughts … Ordinary Spirit Severing Realm cultivators can only strike the Bell of Samsara three times at most. In the past, when Bei Li was at the Spirit Severing Realm, she struck the bell 11 times … I wonder how many times Young Master can strike the bell …"
Bei Li was in high spirits. She did not show any disdain towards Ning Fan because he was just a lowly cultivator from the lower world.
In her opinion, the more insignificant a cultivator is, the more charming he is …
Ning Fan secretly activated his Mind Reading Technique …
This lady is really Bei Xiaoman's elder sister, the Third Young Mistress of the Lost World Palace, 'Azure Purple Sword' Bei Li!
She is ten times gentler than Bei Xiaoman! (To be continued.)
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