Blood sacrifice in the Wilderness!
It was just four simple words, but they contained the craziness of the Barbaric Ancestor to become the Tribulation Spirit of Grand Firmament at all costs!
One of the Barbaric Ancestor's two heads revealed its white teeth. Its smile was cold and horrifying. Its eyes shimmered with a scarlet tribulation light. The other head had a sorrowful and pained expression. It wanted to speak, but it could not speak …
In fear of the Barbaric Ancestor's might, the Fan family's tribulation emissaries all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.
Once upon a time, the Boorish Ancestor had a grand dream. That dream was to use his existence to protect the living beings of the Desolate Lands from the invasion of other races.
However, ever since he started cultivating the Calamity Arts, the Boor Ancestor's personality turned colder and more ruthless.
Now, in order to cultivate the true Tribulation Blood and become a Grand Firmament Tribulation Spirit, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the entire Desolate Land …
"Barbaric Ancestor has changed …" The Fan Family cultivators sighed but no one dared to disobey the Barbaric Ancestor's orders.
On the other hand, Man Die, who was in the form of Ning Fan, stared at the Barbaric Ancestor below with a solemn expression.
Ning Fan was not the only Barbarian Butterfly in this place. However, he was the only Barbarian Butterfly that possessed spiritual intelligence. All the other Barbarian Butterflies had blank eyes.
With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could naturally see that there were two wills inside the Barbaric Ancestor's body.
One was the Boor Ancestor's own consciousness, while the other was the consciousness controlled by the Tribulation Will.
The one who wanted to sacrifice the Wildlands was the consciousness controlled by the tribulation will. As for the Barbaric Ancestor's consciousness, he was no longer able to resist the corrosion of the Tribulation Will. He was unable to control his body and could only watch helplessly as the Tribulation Will controlled him. Step by step, he was sacrificed to the Wilderness …
"Is this the power of the Tribulation Will … Even the Barbaric Ancestor who has the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint can only become a marionette once he's controlled by the Tribulation Will …"
"… That is …" Ning Fans eyes narrowed as he looked down.
The Fan family was located in a desolate mountain valley that was obscured by sandstorms. With the Boor Ancestor's order, all the Fan family cultivators took out their array banners and stood in various parts of the valley, waving them.
Amidst the rumbling, countless ravines appeared in the valley. As Boor Ancestor formed a seal with his fingers, the ravines immediately began to move and connect with each other, forming a gigantic rift.
At the same time, a gigantic statue of the Ancient Man of the Berserkers rose from the crack in the ground.
After that, five more Ancient Barbarian Statues rose from the crack.
All of the six ancient barbarian statues were in the form of beast statues. The savage beasts carved on them had strange shapes and evil qi which Ning Fan had never felt before.
Even though they were just six lifeless ancient barbarian statues, they could still vaguely hear a strong heartbeat …
"Sixth Barbarian Ancestor, Seventh Barbarian Ancestor Fan Mokong, please manifest yourself and lift the seal on the Ancient Dust Defying Formation!"
Ancestor Barbaric cupped his fists and bowed towards the six Ancient Barbarian statues. Then, he took out ten thousand Inverse Nascent Souls and sacrificed them to the six Ancient Barbarian statues.
In an instant, the six statues of the Ancient God of the Berserkers started spinning on the spot, emitting cracking sounds.
"The ancient statue spins, the Dust Formation opens, imprisoning all living beings in the world!"
Just as the Barbaric Ancestor's voice faded, the entire sky of the Wilderness shattered like a mirror. Tainted black-red tribulation clouds surged out from the cracks as thunder rumbled incessantly.
It was as if an all-consuming will had enveloped the entire Wildlands. Cracks spread out across the land, and light flickered as they connected to form a spectacular spell formation.
The spell formation was so large that it covered almost the entire Wildlands, and divided it into 42 spell formations. It was a scene that shook heaven and earth.
As the formation light spread across the land of the Wildlands, it immediately shattered and turned into 42 spell formations.
Countless living beings screamed and wailed in agony as they fell to the ground. Be it the barbarians or the wild beasts, as long as their cultivation base was at the First Step, they would not be able to withstand the power of the formation light. As soon as they were enveloped by the formation light, their bodies began to dissolve into a pool of blood. The pool of blood seeped into the formation light bit by bit, turning into the energy needed to activate the grand formation.
In this era, the barbarians did not have any cultivation base. There were still many barbarians like the cultivators of the Fan Family who had cultivation base.
Those barbarians and wild beasts whose cultivation base had reached the Second Step flew into the sky in horror. They did not understand what was going on.
The barbarian butterflies beside Ning Fan did not have much cultivation base. As soon as the formation light was activated, their bodies immediately exploded into a mist of blood. The mist of blood also fused into the formation light.
With Ning Fan's abilities, he naturally would not be blown up by the formation light. However, his eyes were filled with astonishment.
With his eyesight and his understanding of the secret word 'Force', he could naturally see that the power of the grand formation that covered the entire Wildlands was unusually terrifying.
The six ancient barbarian statues were the key to activating the grand formation. The tens of thousands of Defiant Infant Souls that served as sacrifices were also the key to activating the grand formation.
More and more blood fused into the formation light. Gradually, the sky was torn apart by countless blood-red cracks and blood rain began to fall.
The mountains began to collapse and the rivers began to dry up. The blood-red flood began to engulf the entire Wildlands.
The entire Wildlands seemed to have turned into a world of blood. It was as if doomsday had arrived!
No one knew how many living beings had fallen under the annihilation of the grand formation!
Even though Ning Fan knew that this place was an illusory realm and a replay of the ancient times, he was still greatly astonished.
Even though he had been killing for a long time, he had never seen such a crazy act of blood sacrifice … This slaughter was too heavy!
"Second Revolution of the Ancient Barbarian Statues, Reverse Dust Formation, Devour Immortal Cultivators with Blood!"
The Barbaric Ancestor once again sacrificed tens of thousands of Defiant Infant Souls to the six barbarian statues. The six barbarian statues rotated again amidst cracking sounds.
The sea of blood that engulfed the Wildlands immediately emitted a boundless suction force. Any barbarian cultivators and wild beasts whose cultivation base was below the Crossing Truth Realm were all sucked into the sea of blood.
When the suction force swept towards Ning Fan, he only swayed a little. He did not fall into the sea of blood from the sky.
Even though he was not the Crossing Truth Realm, his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary Crossing Truth Realm cultivator. Thus, it was impossible for him to be sucked in by the suction force.
"Hmm? This Barbaric Butterfly is obviously not at the Crossing Truth Realm but it can withstand the blood devouring force of the Second Revolution Ancient Statue … "
The sky behind Ning Fan was suddenly torn apart and a group of cultivators wearing black monk robes walked out of it.
Ning Fan's heart skipped a beat. All of a sudden, he felt a strong sense of danger behind him. Just as he turned around, there was already a gigantic Tribulation Sense Palm Imprint that blotted out the sky. It slapped him with tremendous force, causing him to lose his balance and fall towards the sea of blood below!
The power of that palm imprint had obviously reached the level of an ancient attack!
That palm imprint did not have the intention to kill Ning Fan. It just slapped him into the sea of blood below!
At the moment when he fell into the sea of blood, Ning Fan clearly saw that it was a group of Three-Eyed Black Monks who slapped him into the sea of blood. Each of them had a vast qi of Tribulation Blood which was comparable to the strength of an ancient cultivator!
All of them were the Tribulation Spirits of the Tai Cang Realm!
"Hiss! It's the Upper Realm's Tribulation Spirit! "Countless Fan Family cultivators exclaimed.
"Tribulation Monks from the Upper Realm … Why have you come to my Wilderness!?" asked the Barbaric Ancestor in a deep voice.
Barbaric Ancestor's words only received a sneer from the three-eyed black monks.
"What's the reason … Hehe, it's naturally to stop you from becoming the Tribulation Spirit of Tai Cang. If the ancient statue transforms three times, then the Nascent Soul will be reborn … You're just a slave from the Barbarian Wasteland. How dare you dream of becoming a Tribulation Spirit of the Upper Realms … This Immemorial Dust Defying Formation is a gift given to the first Berserker Ancestor by the Kalpa Lord. Before you, there were six Berserker Ancestors who tried to use this formation to cultivate the body of a Tribulation Spirit. Unfortunately, all of them failed and died in the formation, turning into a statue of the God of Berserkers. You're the seventh and the last one. "
"The Wilderness is only a place where the Tribulation Lord raises the Defiant Nascent Souls. All the Defiant Nascent Souls raised by you slaves belong to the Tribulation Lord. You don't have the right to use them for yourself!"
"The quality of the Inverse Infant produced in the Wilderness is too low. The Tribulation Master no longer needs the Wilderness, and he no longer needs the Fan family!"
"Seventh Berserker Ancestor, Fan Mokong, you can die now!"
...
Ning Fan did not know what happened in the end above the sea of blood.
The moment he sank into the sea of blood, the words he heard were the words of the group of three-eyed black monks who wanted to kill the Barbaric Ancestor.
If this place was not an illusory realm, Ning Fan would certainly die after being devoured by the sea of blood.
Fortunately, this place was just an illusory realm. Even after sinking into the sea of blood, Ning Fan only felt a sharp pain in his mind. His butterfly body did not collapse.
However, it was not easy to struggle and fly out of the sea of blood. As soon as he sank into the sea of blood, he actually lost control of his body.
That feeling was similar to the time when the Tribulation Sense entered his body and he could not control it.
This sea of blood was formed by the blood of countless living beings in the Wilderness. It contained the negative emotions left behind by countless living beings before they died.
Outside the sea of blood, there seemed to be a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering battle. Perhaps it was a battle between the Barbaric Ancestor and the black monks.
A day passed. The ripples of the battle gradually subsided. It was unknown who would emerge victorious between the group of black monks and the Barbaric Ancestor.
Two days passed. The sky above the Wilderness began to resound with countless wails.
Three days passed. The Wilderness fell into dead silence once again …
One month, two months, three months …
One year, two years, three years …
One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years …
Ning Fan was trapped in the sea of blood. It was difficult for him to move and he could not escape. Every day, he had to endure the torment brought by the sea of blood.
Being trapped in the sea of blood, the only thing he could do was to study the grand formation under the sea of blood with the help of the word 'Force' – the Immemorial Dust Defying Formation to improve his Dao of Formations.
It was only after a million years that the sea of blood evaporated completely. Only then did Ning Fan finally break free from the Blood Sea Grand Formation.
After a million years of tempering, Ning Fan's willpower had become even more indomitable.
For a million years, Ning Fan only did one thing and that was to study the Immemorial Dust Defying Formation that the Lord of Tribulation Sense gave to the Wilderness.
The diagram of the grand formation was too profound. Even after studying it for a million years and comprehending the word 'Force', Ning Fan only managed to understand a small part of it.
If it's someone else, they might not even be able to understand a small part of it …
After a million years, Ning Fan broke free from the shackles of the sea of blood and returned to the Wilderness. Only then did he realize that the original six ancient barbarian statues were all broken.
In the place where the ancient barbarian statues were broken, there was a new two-headed barbarian statue. It was also full of cracks. The appearance of the new ancient barbarian statue was extremely similar to the Seventh Barbarian Ancestor.
After a million years, the forty-two regions of the Wilderness had already taken shape. The group of black monks in the past had also disappeared without a trace.
The Fan Clan and barbarian cultivators no longer existed in the Wilderness today. There were only a few barbarians who had no cultivation base at all.
There were only barbarian beasts that were transformed from the barbarians. The barbarian bulls, barbarian fish and other living creatures of the Wilderness could no longer be found. They had already gone extinct …
"A million years ago, on the day when I was slapped into the sea of blood, what exactly happened in the Wilderness …?"
"Was it because of the incident on that day that the Wilderness was divided into forty-two regions? Was that why the Barbarian Ancestor and the Fan Clan disappeared from the Wilderness …? "
"Such a Wilderness would probably become the battlefield of the Divine Race and the Demon Race after millions of years …"
"I built the bridge and borrowed the illusory power of the True Illusion River to enter the Ancient Wilderness three times … If it wasn't for that, it would be impossible for me to know these secrets of the Ancient Wilderness …"
Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the sky. There was a faint layer of purple-golden clouds in the sky which contained the will of Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou.
The exit to get out of the illusory realm was within this purple-golden cloud!
Ning Fan spread his butterfly wings and flew towards the purple-golden cloud. As soon as he got close to it, the cloud immediately disappeared and he appeared outside several barbarian regions.
Following the trace of the cloud's qi, Ning Fan flew across several barbarian regions and found the purple-golden cloud again.
Before it could even get close to the clouds, the clouds disappeared once again without a trace …
Ning Fan's eyes turned solemn. He unsealed the power of the Yin Yang Rain Technique and activated the Heaven Peering Rain Technique to its maximum. His spirit sense locked onto the cloud.
His barbarian butterfly body shone with golden rays. He displayed the Golden Light Technique and dashed towards the cloud.
His travelling light was not slow but the cloud was moving faster.
No matter how he chased after it, he could not get close to it. Even if he used the Heaven Sealing Technique, he could not stop the cloud.
Since he could not get close to the cloud, he could not use the exit to get out of the illusory realm.
"That cloud contains Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou's will. Is that will trying to trap me in his mind and not allow me to leave …?"
"That will doesn't allow me to build the bridge. That will doesn't allow me to cross the True Path …"
"That will isn't targeting me alone. It's targeting the millions of Dao Guardian Cultivators!"
"The exit is obviously in the cloud but it is deliberately avoiding me. It's avoiding me as fast as I chase after it. If I just keep chasing after it, I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up to it!"
Ning Fan's eyes flickered and he had a hint of enlightenment.
On the path of cultivation, it would be hard for one to attain the Great Dao if one only practices diligently. However, if one pursues the Great Dao blindly, one will forever be left behind …
Just chasing after it will never be enough!
"If there are no other exits in this illusory realm other than the exit of the cloud, then I will create an exit that belongs to me. So what?!"
"Will, will … The key to getting out of this illusory realm lies in will! I want to tear an exit out of this illusory realm with my will! "
"I want to leave this illusory realm. I want to build the bridge. I want to cross the True Path!"
Ning Fan no longer chased after the cloud. His butterfly wings kept flapping, stirring up fierce astral winds that tore the sky apart.
Within the astral winds, Ning Fan's will to get out of the illusory realm no matter what!
Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years … Ning Fan repeated the action of tearing the vast sky apart. His obsession and will fused with the sky and gradually, he tore a hole in the sky!
The sky was also protected by a will. However, that will was being torn apart bit by bit by Ning Fan!
"I see!"
Ning Fan seemed to have understood something. He flapped his butterfly wings and flew out of the illusory realm.
In front of the True Illusion River, he opened his eyes again. His eyes were filled with determination as he stared at the reverse flow of the river.
The will of the True Illusion River was once again disrupted by him. He moved at lightning speed, stripping away all the remaining Dao Illusions in the stone bridge, turning the Dao Illusions into real bridges.
However, he had yet to step on the bridge. He had yet to start crossing the True Path!
After going through three illusory realms, Ning Fan's understanding of will continued to deepen. Gradually, he saw some clues about the True Illusion River.
The bridge that he created was not much different from an ordinary real bridge. However, there was a huge difference in the internal structure.
All of the one hundred and eight thousand real bridges on the True Illusion River contained the will of the Immortal Sovereign. However, the bridge that Ning Fan created lacked that will …
"I have yet to fuse my will into the bridge. Thus, this bridge is still not considered as a real bridge!"
"In the first illusion, I turned into a barbaric bull and walked with a mountain on my back. In the second illusion, I turned into a barbaric fish and swallowed the sea and went against fate. In the third illusion, I turned into a barbaric butterfly and tore apart the sky … All of the three illusory realms were created to help me understand the meaning of will …"
"The will that the Immortal Sovereign left behind in the True Illusion River seemed to be trying to stop the future generations from building the bridge. However, it was actually to let the future generations understand the importance of will …"
"The Ancestral Dragon Zhu Li had also tried to build the bridge. Other than me, there were more than forty thousand outstanding people who tried to build the bridge. However, all of them failed without exception."
"I don't believe that those people failed because they couldn't break through the illusory realms and break the will of the True Illusion River … I would rather believe that they couldn't fuse their will into the real bridge! This might be the reason why they failed in building the bridge! "
Ning Fan walked towards the bridge step by step. He placed his palm on the bluestone pier at the head of the bridge. His eyes suddenly turned as crazy as a devil.
"With my order, from today onwards, this bridge will be a real bridge!"
Without any unnecessary action, a will that was as firm as the mountain, as deep as the sea and as vast as the sky was immediately added to the bridge.
That was the will that Ning Fan wanted to create the bridge no matter what. Only with this will, the bridge could be considered as a real bridge!
"This young man has actually built a real bridge!" At the bottom of the True Illusion River, the river demon was shocked.
Just as Ning Fan expected, most of the people who failed to build the bridge failed in the test of will.
Du Zhen was not to let the cultivators search for the True Dao but to train their will.
If one's will was higher than the Heavens, if you want the Heavens to be real, then it will be real. If you want it to be illusory, then it will be illusory. True and illusory only existed in a single thought!
It was meaningless to pursue the True Dao. Just by pursuing it, one would never obtain the true answer. It was just like the meaningless action of chasing after the clouds …
Unfortunately, there were very few cultivators in the future who cultivated will. Most of them were blindly pursuing the True Dao that was hard to find.
"I want to … Du Zhen!"
Ning Fan took a step on the True Illusion River. As soon as he took that step, he could clearly feel the will of the entire True Illusion River pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move an inch!
Ning Fan gritted his teeth. His eyes were wide open and green veins popped on his forehead. Under the heavy pressure of that will, even his blood could not flow.
His body was completely defenseless against that powerful will.
However, his will would never be suppressed by that will!
"I want to … Du Zhen!"
Du Zhen had become Ning Fan's obsession!
The stronger one's obsession was, the stronger one's will would be. Ning Fan's face gradually turned pale. His whole body was drenched in sweat but he still struggled to take the second step, the third step, the fourth step …
Every time he took a step forward, his aura force would grow stronger and his cultivation base would increase by a bit!
Every time he took a step forward, his will would grow stronger by a bit!
When he took the last step and stepped on the northern bank of the True Illusion River, a wave of aura force that could shake heaven and earth immediately spread out from his body, causing the water of the True Illusion River to splash on the shore!
At this moment, Ning Fan successfully crossed the True Illusion Bridge and his cultivation base broke through to the Early True Illusion Realm!
At this moment, Ning Fan was no longer a Life Immortal Realm cultivator but a True Immortal Realm cultivator!
Just breaking through from the Peak Ghost Profound Realm to the Early Du Zhen Realm was already a qualitative difference. Ning Fan could feel that after successfully crossing the True Illusion River, his magic power was already five times stronger than before!
In the past, Ning Fan's magic power was already comparable to a Peak Early Du Zhen Realm cultivator. Now that he had successfully crossed the True Illusion River, there were not many cultivators who could surpass his magic power in the Mid Du Zhen Realm.
"Is this the power of the Early Du Zhen Realm …?"
Ning Fan's eyes flashed. He clenched his fists and turned to look at the bridge with a satisfied smile.
Stepping on the northern bank, Ning Fan continued to look towards the north. There was another True Illusion River in the north. It was the second True Illusion River within the Heavenly Dao.
After crossing this river, one would become a Mid Du Zhen Realm cultivator!
Ning Fan's gaze penetrated through the second True Illusion River and easily found the True Bridge of Dao Wielder on it.
After building the first bridge, all the other True Illusion Rivers had a bridge.
"The bridge has been completed. In the future, I won't have to go through so much trouble to break through the other realms of the True Illusion Realm. As long as I have enough magic power, I can cross the river."
"I have quite a lot of Dao Fruits with me. If I refine all of them, my magic power would probably be enough to break through the bottleneck of the Mid Du Zhen Realm … However, I will need at least ten years to refine these Dao Fruits …"
"It seems like I can only leave the inner part of the Heavenly Dao first, consume the Dao Fruits and enter secluded cultivation before breaking through the bottleneck of the Mid Du Zhen Realm …"
Ning Fan shook his head slightly and pointed his finger forward. Immediately, a pitch-black crack appeared in the air. It was the path to leave the inner part of the Heavenly Dao.
Just as he was about to leave, an old man with purple scales all over his body suddenly flew out from the first True Illusion River. He smiled and stopped Ning Fan from leaving.
"Little friend, you don't have to leave in such a hurry. I find you very pleasing to the eye and I want to give you a gift. I wonder if you dare to accept it?"
"Who are you?" Ning Fan was not in a hurry to ask what the gift was.
The old man was slightly surprised. Then, he smiled and said with a profound meaning.
"This old man is the River Demon of the True Illusion River. I was given the order of Immortal Emperor Zi Dou to guard the four True Illusion Rivers of the Illusionary World."
"True Mirage River's River Demon? Illusionary World? "Ning Fan's eyes flickered but he did not ask any further.
"Little friend, don't you want to know what this old man gave you as a present?" The River Demon asked with a smile.
"Junior is more curious about the Illusory World that senior mentioned. What does senior mean?" Ning Fan replied with an expressionless face.
He had always maintained a certain degree of wariness towards strangers. This was his habit.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Elder He Yao was an expert on par with a Shedding Void Middle-stage expert.
Now that he had succeeded in Crossing True Realm and cultivated the Second Yin Yang, War Yin Yang, his War God Art would naturally break through to the fourth transformation.
At this moment, even if he were to fight Elder He Yao head-on, he might not necessarily lose, so he was not afraid of Elder He Yao plotting against him.
"I can't tell you what the Illusory World is. You need to figure it out yourself … Since you can make the True Illusory River flow in reverse several times, I believe that one day, you will understand the meaning of these three words."
Of course, Elder He Yao could see the wariness in Ning Fan's eyes. However, he did not mind it at all. With a wave of his palm, he took out a purple-golden pearl from the True Illusory River.
That pearl was the crystallization of Elder He Yao's willpower that solidified the river water.
He had been guarding the True Illusory River for countless years, but he only managed to condense this one pearl in the end.
"Little friend, you seem to have quite a number of Dao Fruits with you. If I use the willpower in this pearl to help you refine the Dao Fruits, I believe that your speed of refining the Dao Fruits will increase by more than a thousand times …"
"If you trust me, you can accept my kind offer and borrow the willpower of this pearl to speed up the process of refining the Dao Fruits, cross the Second River and break through to the Mid True Realm. Of course, if you don't trust me, you can leave. I won't stop you … "
Elder He Yao looked at Ning Fan with a smile, waiting for his reply quietly.
Ning Fan's expression became more and more solemn as he stared at the willpower pearl.
With his cultivation base, he had spent at least hundreds of millions of years of hard work to solidify and crystallize his illusory willpower.
This willpower pearl contained a huge amount of willpower. Not only was it enough for Ning Fan to speed up the process of refining all the Dao Fruits in his possession, but it could also slightly refine some of the Dark Time Fruits …
Dao Fruits were fine, but Dark Time Fruits were extremely difficult to refine.
Ning Fan's speed of absorbing the Dark Time Fruits was too slow. If he has the help of this willpower pearl, he might be able to use this opportunity to refine one or two Dark Time Fruits …
There weren't many opportunities to use the willpower pearl to speed up the refinement process …
"Senior, are you really willing to use the power of this pearl to help me refine the Dao Fruits?"
"Hehe. Of course, I'm willing to give you this pearl. It just depends on whether you dare to accept my kind offer or not. Even though using this willpower pearl to refine heavenly ingredients and earthly treasures is extremely fast, the pressure of the willpower is also extremely heavy … Do you dare to use this pearl? "
"Why not?!"
Ning Fan sat cross-legged in front of Elder He and took out a few Life Immortal Realm Dao Fruits from his storage pouch.
Once Elder He activated the willpower of the pearl, he would begin to refine the Dao Fruits.
Ning Fan was not afraid that Elder He would harm him. With his various means, he was not afraid of Elder He at all if he wanted to protect himself.
Moreover, from the beginning to the end, he did not sense any trace of hostility from Elder He.
Since Elder He had taken the initiative to express his goodwill, he would also seize the opportunity.
"Are you ready?" Elder He's expression gradually turned serious and asked with a solemn look. (To be continued.)
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