Usually, Ning Fan relied on the power of his Great Five Elements Physique to devour immortal flames to recover his magic power without suffering any damage.
Today, however, he was not going to devour an ordinary immortal flame but the flame of the Adversity Beast.
Ning Fan did not know that the Adversity Beast was one of the four great sacred beasts of the Ancient Barbarian World. Its Dao of Fire was invincible. Even the Vermillion Bird Clan of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain had once lost to the Adversity Beast in terms of the Dao of Fire.
The Adversity Beast's flame was unparalleled in the world. This saying was passed down by word of mouth in the Ancient Barbarian World.
The Vermillion Bird, Golden Crow, Tai Hou, Li Long, Nine Animals, Sun Spirit …
Many ancient clans that established their Dao of Fire were defeated by the Adversity Beast in terms of the Dao of Fire.
Many ancient great emperors who controlled the Dao of Fire had tasted defeat in the hands of the Adversity Beast.
The Adversity Beast might not be the strongest beings in the world, but in the domain of fire cultivators, it was undoubtedly the king.
The Adversity Beast's flame was unparalleled in the world. Today, Ning Fan was going to fight against this unparalleled flame!
The Adversity Beast's flame that was devoured by Ning Fan contained an enormous amount of life force. However, it also carried a fatal destructive power.
The Adversity Beast's flame was too domineering. As soon as it entered Ning Fan's body, it immediately divided into nine rays of fire light. They ran wildly along Ning Fan's meridians, trying to incinerate everything in front of them.
The life force in his body burned even faster. Even his magic power was being dried up bit by bit.
What was worse was that with the strength of Ning Fan's Great Five Elements Physique, he should be able to ignore the damage of a True Immortal Realm flame. However, under the burning of the Adversity Beast's flame, injuries kept appearing on his body.
The flame had already exceeded Ning Fan's defense!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths.
After just four breaths, Ning Fan seemed to have reached his limit. The meridians in his body were being incinerated by the Adversity Beast's flame. They were like withered wheat stalks that would break at the slightest touch.
The temperature of his body became terrifyingly high. His blood boiled like a thick soup while his skin and flesh began to burn. What was worse was that one of the nine rays of fire light directly attacked Ning Fan's primordial spirit.
What an arrogant flame. It actually wanted to incinerate Ning Fan's primordial spirit and kill him!
The small hand of Ning Fan's primordial spirit held the Memory Severing Dao Sword to resist the attack of the flames. However, it was still burned quite a bit. Gradually, his injuries became more and more severe.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths.
On the tenth breath, Ning Fan's face was as pale as a piece of paper. Just like what the strange eyeball had predicted, he wouldn't be able to last until the eleventh breath without some special means.
Ten breaths was his limit!
Eleven breaths … It would probably be difficult for him to hold on …
"Ten breaths have passed. It's about time for this brat to beg me to take action." The golden-eyed monster was secretly pleased with himself, looking forward to the scene of Ning Fan begging bitterly.
"If he asks me to help, I'll immediately activate the Heaven Deceiving Formation and help him avoid the Sixth Tribulation. Sigh, this old man is really too kind, always willing to help others. "
"Hmm? Eleven breaths of time, why hasn't this kid opened his mouth to beg me? He can still hold on, but it's about time. He won't be able to last more than twelve breaths. "
"… Oh my, it's already been thirteen breaths. This kid can still hold on. Not bad. Alright, I'll bet that you can hold on for another two breaths, but you definitely won't be able to last until the sixteenth breath. "
"… It's been seventeen breaths. Don't tell me this kid has been burned to death at the bottom of the lake … But his breath is still there. He's not dead yet."
"Nineteen breaths …"
"Twenty-two breaths …"
"Twenty nine breaths …"
"Forty-four breaths …"
"Nine hundred and thirty-six breaths …"
"Wait for me to take a nap, then continue counting …"
"Three thousand six hundred and fifty breaths …"
"Seven thousand nine hundred and twenty-two breaths …"
"Wait for me to take a nap, then continue counting …"
"Eleven thousand four hundred and seventy-two breaths …"
"Twenty thousand breaths …"
"Thirty thousand breaths …"
“...”
"Ninety-six thousand seven hundred and fifty-six breaths …"
“...”
“...”
“...”
"F * ck, it's been three days and three nights. How can this brat still hold on?! Is he a monster?! The Fire of Adversity Beast here can even burn an Immortal King to death, but he can actually hold on for three days and three nights in the sea of fire! "
Three days later, the eyeball monster let out a roar, beating its chest and stamping its feet even though it didn't have a chest and feet.
It had waited for three days, but Ning Fan didn't beg for help. It was really disappointing. It also surprised the eyeball monster a little.
This descendant of the Lie Yuan Sect seemed to have more backbone than what it had imagined … The eyeball monster muttered to itself.
It spread out its spirit sense to explore the bottom of the lake. Every time it did so, it would see Ning Fan burning like a man on fire.
At this moment, Ning Fan was sitting in the middle of the sea of fire. His entire body was burning. He had been in this state for three days and three nights.
Ten breaths was his limit in the sea of fire. Even if he had cultivated the Great Five Elements Physique to the Perfection Realm, he still couldn't stay in the sea of fire for long because the Fire of Adversity Beast was too strong.
He originally couldn't hold on for more than eleven breaths, but the Stele of Sun and Moon in the Profound Yin World automatically protected its master at this moment.
The Stele of Sun and Moon had the ability to devour flames!
The reason why Ning Fan could hold on for three days and three nights in the sea of fire was all because of the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon!
When Ning Fan just started cultivating, he had suppressed the flames of his enemies and defeated them all with the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon.
Later on, his cultivation base gradually improved and he even cultivated the Minor Five Elements Physique and the Major Five Elements Physique. Therefore, the enemies he encountered were rarely fire cultivators. Even if there were, he could deal with them calmly. Gradually, the Stele of Sun and Moon was no longer used.
Later on, when the Yin Yang Locket merged into one, another Star Stele appeared in the Profound Yin World. Together with the Stele of Sun and Moon, the two steles guarded the world. After the two steles guarded the world, Ning Fan could not take them out from the Profound Yin World with his current cultivation base. Thus, he could not use the two Innate Magic Treasures that he had.
Hence, the Stele of Sun and Moon and the Star Stele were sealed in the Profound Yin World.
This time, however, the Stele of Sun and Moon was destined to show off its might once again!
It was because the Fire of Adversity Beast this time was too strong. Even with Ning Fan's cultivation base and the Great Five Elements Physique, he still could not win against it.
This time, he had no choice but to rely on the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon again. Even if he could not take it out from the Profound Yin World, he could still use its power to slightly suppress the Fire of Adversity Beast.
In terms of fire power, the Fire of Adversity Beast was unparalleled in the world. However, it did not mean that it had no natural enemies.
The Stele of Sun and Moon specialized in suppressing the five elements of the world. No matter how strong your Fire of Adversity Beast is, I will still suppress it!
Of course, if the power of the Fire of Adversity Beast in front of him is too much stronger than the Stele of Sun and Moon, the Stele of Sun and Moon would not be able to do anything.
The Stele of Sun and Moon was an Innate Magic Treasure. It had once killed countless people in the hands of Ancient Chaos and made it famous. However, it still had its limits.
The Stele of Sun and Moon could not suppress a flame that was close to the power of a Saint.
The scale of the sea of fire in front of him was only enough to threaten the life of an Immortal King Realm expert. It was far from the power of a Saint. Thus, the Stele of Sun and Moon could still suppress it.
Rays of fiery light separated from the sea of fire and were absorbed into Ning Fan's body. They were refined into the Profound Yin World and then absorbed into the Stele of Sun and Moon.
After all, he was using the Stele of Sun and Moon in the Profound Yin World. Thus, the speed at which the Stele of Sun and Moon devoured the flames was not fast.
Even so, Ning Fan's body would gain a large amount of life force every time he devoured some flames.
Fire also had life force. It also had life and death …
Everything in the world had their own life and death. It was not the life and death that was given to them by the people of the world. Instead, it was the life that they originally possessed …
In the eyes of barbarians, the world was alive.
Ning Fan sat there for three days and three nights. While devouring a large amount of fire life force to forcefully pass the Sixth Suffering, he was also thinking about these questions.
This was the unique worldview of barbarians. It was completely different from the worldview of the cultivators in the Four Heavens and Nine Worlds …
After three days, Ning Fan had already passed more than half of the Sixth Suffering. The duration of the Sixth Suffering was slightly longer than what Ning Fan had imagined.
The sea of fire around him was getting lesser and lesser. It meant that he was close to passing the Sixth Suffering.
Gradually, three blood lines appeared in his body. Little by little, each of them condensed into a drop of blood. If he passes the Sixth Suffering, they would become three drops of ancestral level barbarian blood!
The grade of Ning Fan's devil flame was also increasing rapidly without him noticing.
Ever since he started cultivating, it was his first time devouring such a powerful flame. In the past, his devil flame had just reached the level of the First Adoration True Flame.
The power of the First Adoration True Flame was comparable to a First Nirvana Postcelestial Magic Treasure. Normally, only Early True Crossing Realm cultivators could cultivate it.
Today, however, the grade of his devil flame continued to break through. Second Adoration, Third Adoration, Fourth Adoration …
In just three days, the grade of Ning Fan's devil flame had broken through to the Eleventh Adoration Level.
Even Late Thought Fragmentation Realm fire cultivators would find it difficult to cultivate the Eleventh Adoration True Flame. Only a small number of Peak Thought Fragmentation Realm cultivators could cultivate it!
Moreover, some Immortal Venerable Realm fire cultivators could not even cultivate the Twelfth Adoration Level flame. Their flame remained at the Eleventh Adoration Level.
The Eleventh Adoration True Flame, a magic treasure with power comparable to the Eleventh Nirvana Postcelestial Magic Treasure, was successfully cultivated by Ning Fan in just three days!
At this moment, Ning Fan's devil flame already had a demonic black-red color. Gradually, it even had a trace of the characteristics of the Fire of Disaster Beast.
The flame began to be filled with densely packed flame runes. When the flame burned, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard.
It was just like a replica of the Fire of Disaster Beast. Even the flow of the Dao of Fire was extremely similar!
Ning Fan's devil flame had inherited the domineering power of the Fire of Disaster Beast. It was probably much stronger than the ordinary Eleventh Adoration True Flame.
It was a great harvest.
Of course, there was also an even greater harvest, which was the ancestral blood!
On the fourth day, Ning Fan had completely refined the surrounding sea of flames. The gigantic shadow of the Disaster Beast above the valley let out a reluctant roar and finally dispersed.
The entire valley had turned into ruins. Only a pool of black lake water remained.
He had completely passed the Sixth Suffering!
Among one hundred Young Barbarians, only three or four of them could pass the Sixth Suffering and Ning Fan was one of them!
After overcoming the Sixth Suffering, Ning Fan produced three droplets of the Barbarian Race's ancestral blood which were devoured by the jie blood in a domineering manner.
Jie Xue's grade, from a two star, was slowly inching towards a three star grade, roughly a quarter of a three star grade.
It was actually so difficult to break through to the Three Star Realm! Ning Fan's eyes were even more moved.
Even though Ning Fan did not break through to the Third Star True Blood Realm, his Tribulation Blood Realm cultivation base had improved tremendously.
The current Ning Fan could already be considered as an expert among the Late Thought Fragmenting Realm experts just by relying on the strength of his Jie Blood. Among the Late Thought Fragmenting Realm experts, there were very few who could defeat him!
"Next, the seventh trial!"
Ning Fan's eyes turned slightly solemn. Since he was able to pass the sixth form, he would also like to try the seventh form. He was not willing to give up just like that.
"The Seventh Trial is about to descend. The fact that you were able to pass the Sixth Trial has truly surprised this old man. But the Seventh Trial isn't something you can pass with your current strength … Let this old man open the Heaven Deceiving Formation for you, "advised the eyeball monster in a solemn tone.
Out of a hundred Shaosi barbarians, at least three or four would survive the sixth trial.
But the seventh trial was something that not even one in a thousand Shaosi barbarians could pass.
The eyeball monster did not think that Ning Fan would be the one in a thousand Shaosi barbarians.
"In this world, as long as it hasn't happened yet, there's no way to determine the outcome. I still have to give it a try. Senior, don't be in a hurry to activate the formation. If things don't work out, this junior will ask Senior for help. I won't joke around with my life. "
Ning Fan's eyes were resolute. This tribulation was a great opportunity. If he missed it, it would be hard for him to find another opportunity to improve his cultivation base.
Others would need hundreds or even tens of millions of years to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood. As for him, he only needed to endure the first trial and he would be able to cultivate a few drops of ancestral blood …
This was a once in a blue moon opportunity. How could he miss it?!
"Fine. You can try if you want. Not to mention the Seventh Trial, I will even give you the chance to go through the Eighth and Ninth Trial as long as you are willing to. You're a young man after all. If you don't bump into a wall, you won't turn back. It's good to bump into it a few more times. "Hehe. You will naturally come to this old man for help when your head is bleeding. The eyeball monster thought in a good mood.
* Rumble *
Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses and troops could be heard from the sky. Among the red clouds that covered the sky, the shadows of ancient chariots kept appearing.
These chariots were pulled by giant dragons. Countless shadows of barbarian cultivators were flying around the chariots.
The number of chariots was like the clouds in the sky. The number of cultivators was endless!
Behind the countless barbarian cultivators and chariots stood a giant that was taller than the sky. There were seven giant skulls hanging on his neck. His bronze-colored muscles were filled with the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The Seventh Tribulation had arrived!
"I need to resist the Fire of Disaster Beast for the Sixth Trial. Could it be that I have to resist the thousands of chariots and barbarian cultivators for the Seventh Trial?"
Ning Fan pondered in his mind. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold. He saw the giant lifting his right hand casually.
It was obviously an extremely casual movement, but the trajectory of his fist bones easily cut through heaven and earth, causing heaven and earth to fall into complete darkness at this moment, as if everything was going to be annihilated in this darkness.
Without any warning, the life force in Ning Fan's body began to be annihilated in this endless darkness. Then, even his physical body and primordial spirit showed signs of being annihilated.
"I am the Seventh Barbarian God Ta Gu … the shadow of the mountains and seas left behind by the ancient times …" The giant said with a blank expression.
"With my bones as the mountain … with my blood as the sea … with my palm as the Dao … with my Dao as the flow …"
The giant chanted the ancient words with a blank expression. He raised his right hand and clenched his fist. Then, he casually grabbed at the lake below him.
The grab seemed to be very casual and silent. However, in the blink of an eye, the entire Heaven and Earth turned into a black river.
Everything in front of him disappeared! Ning Fan could not see the eyeball monster, the ruins of the valley, the lake, the thousands of chariots and barbarian cultivators.
He could only see himself standing on the long black river and the ancient giant standing proudly in the night sky.
His body kept sinking into the long river. His Dao seemed like it was going to be completely melted in this long river!
Not only the life force in his body, even his cultivation base, his Dao and his will were sinking into this long river!
There was no way to resist this long black river!
He could only sink and fall. Even an Immortal King would die and an Immortal Emperor would not be able to resist it.
"Erm, this young man is really lucky. He actually encountered the shadow of the mountains and seas of the Seventh Barbarian God in his Seventh Trial … It's rare for an ordinary Young Priest to encounter the Barbarian God's Palm Tribulation … I really don't know if he's lucky or unlucky. His Seventh Trial is even harder to overcome than ordinary people … "
"Three breaths. If he speaks within three breaths, I will definitely save him," the eyeball monster said with a solemn expression.
Barbarian God was the title given to the highest ruler of the Ancient Barbarian World. There would only be one Barbarian God in each generation.
The Barbarian God might not necessarily be the strongest of the barbarian race, but his authority was monstrous.
Of course, this did not mean that the Barbarian God was not powerful. At least, the Seventh Barbarian God Ta Gu was not a weakling. Although he was not a Saint when he was alive, he was almost invincible among the Second Step.
Ta Gu's most powerful divine ability was called Dao as the Flow of Oblivion. When he was at his peak, he used this ability to kill many Immortal Emperors.
Immortal Emperors were difficult to kill because their primordial spirits were protected by their emperor qi. However, this technique was powerful enough to kill Immortal Emperors.
What Ning Fan needed to face now was that Dao as the Flow of Oblivion Technique.
Sinking. He kept sinking!
After just one breath, Ning Fan felt that he had sunk more than one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) into the black river. After he stepped onto the path of cultivation, he was already able to control his embryonic breath. However, this was the first time he felt like he was suffocating when he sank into this river.
His life force was dissolving rapidly in this river. By the second breath, he had already lost more than half of his life force.
By the third breath, the life force in his body was almost depleted. He was not far from death.
His body was unprecedentedly weak. It was as if all of his magic power had melted into this river and he could not exert any strength at all.
Gradually, he stopped sinking. Instead, he found a foothold in the river. The place where he was standing was a stone bridge. It was the True Bridge of Dao Execution that he had personally created.
That true bridge was crumbling bit by bit in this river. If the true bridge collapses, his Dao will be destroyed and he will die!
Memories of the past kept appearing in front of his eyes. There was the snow in Seven Apricot City, the rain in Yue Country, the blood of the cultivators in the Endless Sea …
All of his memories showed signs of dissipating at this moment. They became more and more blurry, as if they were going to be buried in this river.
This technique was called Dao as the Flow of Oblivion.
This technique could erase one's cultivation, erase one's life, and even more so erase one's memories, erase everything the enemy left in this world.
It could make everything that couldn't be destroyed disappear like the flow of oblivion and be buried in the river forever …
Ning Fan's memories became more and more blurry. His memory seemed to be emptied by some kind of force. Gradually, he forgot his parents' voice and appearance. He forgot the chrysanthemum-like smile of the Old Monster. He forgot the snow in Seven Apricot City. Gradually, he couldn't even remember the appearance of Zhihe.
Who is Zhihe? Where is Seven Apricot City?
Who am I …
It's been three breaths. If I don't act now, this kid will really be trapped in the Flow of Oblivion Technique to death. How could this kid break this technique that could even trap an Immortal Emperor? What cultivation base does he have?
It's a pity. It seems like he can't make any sound to ask for my help anymore. I can only take the initiative to save him. It's a loss …
How could it not be a loss when he lost a chance to make the paralyzed face beg for mercy?
The eyeball muttered discontentedly. Just as he was about to activate the Heaven Deceiving Formation, his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.
A trace of light suddenly appeared in the darkness that shrouded heaven and earth. It was like a bright crack that was forcefully torn apart from the darkness.
That light only appeared for a moment and was quickly devoured by the darkness. However, the eyeball still couldn't conceal the shock on his face.
Gradually, more and more light began to tear apart the darkness, but it was quickly devoured by the darkness.
This kid actually didn't completely lose his consciousness in the Flow of Oblivion Technique. He can still resist this technique! The eyeball hesitated. He was hesitating whether he should activate the Heaven Deceiving Formation immediately or give Ning Fan a chance to break the seventh variation.
At this moment, Ning Fan's voice suddenly resounded in the endless darkness. It carried a sense of determination.
I don't care who you are. But please don't disturb me.
This river has taken away my memory. Now, I want to take it back!
Ning Fan actually stopped the eyeball monster from activating the formation!
At this moment, he was deep in the long river, standing on the true bridge that was on the verge of collapse.
Without his memory, he forgot that he was going through the seventh variation. His expression was as cold as ice that would not melt for three winters.
The ghost face had already automatically retracted, revealing a young face. That face was reflected in the pitch-black river, looking at himself blankly.
Then, the water rippled and the reflection disappeared …
"I've lost part of my memory. However, I remember that this is my true bridge."
Broken scenes appeared in front of his eyes. In those scenes, countless female cultivators were humiliating him. There was only a silly girl who ran to him and gave him a bun and a jade locket …
"That woman looks familiar. I think I know her. However, I'm unable to recall who she is."
More scenes appeared in front of his eyes. Ning Fan's expression became colder and colder.
He couldn't remember that he was going through the seventh variation.
However, he would not allow the water of this long river to take away his memory.
He wanted to take it back!
No one was allowed to take away his memory no matter who it was!
On the fourth breath, the true bridge beneath Ning Fan's feet kept emitting cracking sounds. His true bridge was on the verge of collapsing!
The eyeball hesitated like never before. It was already the fourth breath. Something bad was really going to happen to Ning Fan in the seventh variation. He must save Ning Fan. Ning Fan must not die. If he dies, who will help him kill Yin Mo?!
However, Ning Fan also said not to disturb him … Erm … Ning Fan had already lost his memory and his mind was not clear. He was probably talking nonsense.
Who cares about the consequences? Let's save that stinking brat first!
Just as he was about to activate the Heaven Deceiving Formation, the darkness of the night began to collapse.
* Dong Dong * * Dong Dong *
Ning Fan acted as if he did not see the true bridge beneath his feet collapsing. He had forgotten many things but he still remembered the Mountain and Sea Incantation.
He had forgotten that this was his seventh variation. However, he could feel the life force in his body fading rapidly.
He raised his hand and grabbed at the river. Large amounts of the river's life force were forcibly absorbed into his body.
"Resistance is useless …" Above the long river, Ta Gu's shadow silently watched everything that was happening below.
He knew that Ning Fan was resisting his Oblivion Current Technique. However, he did not think that Ning Fan could resist it.
Since ancient times, many Immortal Emperors had died under this technique. However, what surprised Ta Gu was that Ning Fan's true bridge had actually lasted for four breaths in the river without collapsing even though he was just at the Crossing Truth Realm.
If he is an ordinary Crossing Truth Realm cultivator, he would probably be turned into ashes as soon as he enters this river.
This young man's true bridge seems to be somewhat extraordinary. Oh, so what this young man cultivates is Dao Persistence.
So what if he is a Dao Steward? It's not like this river has never killed a Dao Steward before.
Even though Dao Persistence Cultivators are persistent and can survive in this river for a longer period of time, that's all.
This young man won't be able to survive the seventh variation!
The fifth breath!
An undercurrent suddenly formed in the river. It rushed towards the true bridge beneath Ning Fan's feet, trying to destroy it.
Ning Fan flicked his sleeve and the Separation and Reunion Sword appeared in his hand. He slashed at the undercurrent in front of him, splitting it into two.
He managed to temporarily protect the true bridge. However, the moment the Separation and Reunion Sword collided with the undercurrent, it seemed to have been melted by it.
This sword was actually destroyed by the undercurrent in just a single blow!
Ning Fan did not feel any heartache after destroying the Separation and Reunion Sword. What he felt heartache for was the tiny sword spirit in his sword pouch.
It was such a good sword, but it was destroyed just like that …
The few little girls were chattering among themselves as if they were talking about something. However, all of their words were drowned by the river water. Ning Fan could not hear them clearly.
Ning Fan just glanced at the broken sword and his eyes became even colder.
It doesn't matter if the sword is destroyed. However, I must take back my memories!
* Bang *
Ning Fan uttered a single word. He directly took out the broken Separation and Reunion Sword and formed a hand seal.
At the next moment, the dignified Twelve Nirvana Grade Separation and Reunion Sword was directly detonated by Ning Fan mercilessly. The shockwave from the explosion of the magic treasure immediately blasted a hole in the bottom of the river.
"It's not enough. A mere Twelve Nirvana Grade magic treasure won't be able to break this technique." Ta Gu shook his head disapprovingly. At the next moment, his expression changed for the first time.
At the bottom of the river, Ning Fan moved at lightning speed. He took out his magic treasures and detonated them mercilessly.
The Demon Essence Ruler, the Seven Star Lamp and the Blue Burning Fan were detonated by Ning Fan without any hesitation.
Ning Fan took out more magic treasures from his storage pouch and detonated them one by one. Many of the magic treasures were stained with blood. They were the treasures that Ning Fan obtained by killing others.
The number of magic treasures was too large. They were the wealth that Ning Fan had accumulated by killing countless people along the way.
Even Ta Gu's expression changed slightly. Even though the young man in front of him did not have a high cultivation base, the number of people he killed was quite shocking.
However, it was still not enough! Ta Gu shook his head slightly.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, revealed a satisfied look. Green light flashed in his eyes.
His cultivation base might not be as good as the Seventh Barbarian God Ta Gu, but his Heavenly Being Vision was definitely incomparable to Ta Gu when he was still alive.
That was the vision of a Second Heavenly Being Realm expert. Even Ta Gu had not broken through to the Second Heavenly Being Realm.
Therefore, in Ning Fan's eyes, there were three weak spots in the river. He could see it but Ta Gu could not.
After he detonated countless magic treasures, the entire river began to become unstable. He could see it but Ta Gu could not as well.
He did not hope to break this technique. All he wanted was for it to loosen up for a moment!
"My cultivation base is not as good as yours but I will not allow you to take away my memories!"
"No matter who you are, since you have taken away my memories, you must return them to me!"
Ning Fan suddenly leaped up from the True Bridge. Once again, the broken scenes of the All Pleasure Sect appeared in front of his eyes.
He could not remember who that young lady was. All he knew was that he must take back his memories at this moment!
On the sixth breath, when the river became unstable, Ning Fan dashed towards the top of the river like an arrow that left the bow.
Previously, he could not even move a single step in the river. Now, however, he could move!
Ta Gu was quite surprised. He could not imagine that a mere junior like Du Zhen could actually cause a slight flaw in his technique.
Just as he was about to make up for it, Ning Fan had already dashed out of the black river. He turned into a ray of golden light and dashed towards Ta Gu's shadow above the black river.
"Give me back my memories!"
At this moment, the Memory Severing Sword light pierced into Ta Gu's shadow.
Memories immediately flooded into Ning Fan's mind like tidal waves.
As for Ta Gu, his expression was unprecedentedly ugly. Along with Ning Fan's own memories, there were also other memories mixed together and flowed into Ning Fan's mind …
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