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Chapter 633

Words:3065Update:22/06/28 11:48:10

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Walking through the Heart Sea Realm again, Yang Jian had a completely different realization as he looked at the ever-changing scrolls beside him.

He walked and stopped from time to time, making twists and turns, and once again arrived in front of the Boundary Stone in his heart without any danger. He bowed to the Boundary Stone, crossed it, and stared blankly at the Saint's Tomb that looked like a group of volcanoes in the sky.

Looking at the Saint's Tomb, he suddenly did not care much about the so-called trickery.

If the war that resulted in the death of more than a hundred Saints were to break out in the Chaotic World, he would not be the Supremacy of the Three Realms …

After sighing, Yang Jian was about to step forward and enter the Saint's Tomb.

He did not know how far the road ahead was, but it was just enough to calm his mind.

"You're here again."

A voice called out to him from behind. Yang Jian stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look. He saw the Boundary Stele's spirit flying over with a scholarly aura.

Yang Jian cupped his hands awkwardly as if he was apologizing for not being honest with him the last time.

The Daoist Boundary Stone Spirit chuckled. "I already know why you're here. I misjudged you the last time and thought you're here to worship your ancestors."

"I didn't mean to deceive you …"

"Not bad. You're so humble and not arrogant after receiving the Saint's inheritance. Not bad indeed."

It was the first time Yang Jian was praised and felt a little embarrassed, but he did not explain much.

He came this time to seek guidance from the elder in the glazed pillar and also to understand the Invincible Golden Body Technique. He had indeed received the Saint's inheritance.

"Which tomb are you going to? Why don't I send you there?" The Daoist Boundary Stone Spirit chuckled.

Yang Jian was a little hesitant and was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly heard a familiar old voice behind him.

"Don't bother, Realmspirit. I'm here to pick you up."

He turned around and saw a glazed door appearing in front of him. The familiar Dao runes, the familiar glazed stone pillar, and Kong Xuan who was looking at him curiously.

From the tone of the elder in the pillar, it seemed that he was a little hostile towards the Daoist Boundary Stone Spirit. Yang Jian did not know the reason, but he was more vigilant against the Daoist Boundary Stone Spirit.

"Senior, farewell." Yang Jian cupped his hands towards the Boundary Stele Daoist. Then, he turned around and strode into the glazed door. His figure then appeared in the Glazed Palace.

When Yang Jian bid farewell, the Boundary Stele Daoist was still smiling. When the door disappeared, the Daoist Daoist's smile gradually turned into a sneer, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Daoist returned to the Boundary Stele without saying a word.

In the Glass Hall, Yang Jian bowed to the old man in the pillar and thanked him. He asked casually, "Senior, where did the spirit of the Boundary Stone come from? It seems like Senior is quite fearful of him. "

"Boundary Stele's Spirit? Hahaha. "The old man in the pillar grinned." He told you? "

"Hmm …" Yang Jian suddenly understood something. He knew that he had almost been tricked and was a little speechless.

The old man in the pillar let out a sigh and said, "Haven't you always wanted to know who the enemy is? Actually, what we know is not as much as the spirit of the Boundary Stone. He should be an expert who fought with us back then and died in the end. Now, he is only a remnant soul. "

Yang Jian was shocked.

"Then why didn't you kill him, Senior?"

"It's not that I don't want to kill him. I just can't." The old man in the pillar shook his head slowly and pointed at the ground with some difficulty.

The old man said, "Do you know how this tomb was formed?"

"I don't know. Please enlighten me, Senior."

"There's no need to stand on ceremony. Sit down and talk." The old man in the pillar nodded at Yang Jian. A chair carved from glaze rose behind Yang Jian, and another chair appeared beside Kong Xuan, who was in a daze not far away.

The old man in the pillar smiled and said, "My name when I was alive is gone. I've given myself a new name. It's the Glazed Treasure Lord. Instead of calling me Senior, why don't you call me Treasure Lord? I like it better. "

"Treasure Lord."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad! You are much more likable than your Uncle-Master!" The old man beamed with joy. "I'll tell you the story of this place. Not many people know about it. I only found it by chance when I explored this place with a few other remnant spirits."

The old man slowly began to tell the story. Yang Jian and Kong Xuan listened carefully and gradually became engrossed.

The Saint's remnant spirit awakened in the corpse of a Saint. It could be regarded as the birth of a new consciousness from the powerful nascent soul of a Saint of the Great Path. It naturally had nothing to do with the original consciousness of the Saint.

But the Glazed Treasure Lord was different. His predecessor was a Saint of the Great Path who cultivated his fleshly body to become a Saint, and he was the main force in the war back then.

The Glazed Treasure Lord was the earliest to awaken, but it was not from the power of his nascent soul. It was born from the power of the body of a Saint.

Therefore, he could control the body of a Saint, and his strength was far stronger than the remnant spirits of other Saints.

In the past, it was with the help of this Saint's powerful body that a few remnant spirits worked together to explore this place thoroughly.

Of course, the continuous spiritual clouds were the place where the true spirits of the fallen Saints resided, so they did not disturb them.

Saint's Tomb was not simply set up, nor was it set up to bury the Saint's body. On the contrary, the Saint's body was used as the core of the formation. The entire tomb was a powerful formation used to seal an ancient battlefield.

In this battlefield, there was an extremely powerful existence, and the Boundary Stele's Spirit was a wisp of that existence's soul.

"That Boundary Stele is the entrance to the ancient battlefield. I went down there and learned about this.

That existence should be the powerful enemy that these Saints could not get rid of even after fighting to the death. Back then, I only vaguely sensed its existence and immediately had the idea of retreating. "

Treasure Master Colored Glaze sighed softly. There seemed to be lingering fear in his voice as he whispered, "The Boundary Stele's Spirit is a wisp of that existence's soul that chased after us remnant spirits. We worked together to seal the soul's escape route, but it's impossible to get rid of this wisp of soul. Only a true Saint of the Great Path could possibly destroy this wisp of soul.

"The Boundary Stele's Spirit has been secretly operating for a long time. It lured many cultivators who came here to seek treasures into the Boundary Stele and sent them into the ancient battlefield to accumulate strength and wait for an opportunity to break through the formation."

After saying that, Treasure Master Colored Glaze sighed faintly. Yang Jian was speechless for a long time.

The Saint's body was used to set up a formation, and this place turned out to be a formation to trap a powerful enemy.

Kong Xuan asked, "May I ask, Treasure Master, why must a Saint of the Great Path be able to destroy a wisp of soul?"

"Of course, it's because his cultivation level is higher than a Saint of the Great Path.

Isn't cultivating the Great Path and becoming a Saint the strongest? "Kong Xuan asked again.

That question was what Yang Jian was thinking.

Treasure Master Colored Glaze chuckled. "Why do you think that a Saint of the Great Path is the strongest? Some Great Paths are beyond other Great Paths. For example, you cultivate the Great Path of Water, so how can you fight with a Saint who cultivates the Great Path of Universe and the Great Path of Time?

"There are a total of nine transcendent Great Paths in the origin of life." Treasure Master Colored Glaze thought for a moment and then added, "The existence of these nine Great Paths can't be described with words. One can only comprehend and explore them. It is extremely difficult to cultivate them, and in the end, one has to jump out of the Great Path. How can one not be stronger than a Saint of the Great Path?"

Kong Xuan was speechless, but Yang Jian retorted, "Although each Dao is different, all Great Paths can lead to the end."

There was a hint of admiration in Treasure Master Colored Glaze's eyes as he signaled Yang Jian to continue.

"Even if there are strong and weak Great Paths cultivated by a Saint of the Great Path, their realm should be the same." Yang Jian carefully weighed his words. "If a Saint of the Great Path has to use all his means to destroy this wisp of soul, then the realm of the soul itself should be higher than that of a Saint of the Great Path."

This was because Yang Jian had long known that there was a higher realm above a Saint of the Great Path. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to say such a thing.

"Hahaha!" Treasure Master Colored Glaze clapped his hands and laughed. "Your comprehension is really good. Not bad, not bad."

Kong Xuan twitched his mouth, crossed his arms, and listened. He simply stopped asking and did not answer.

Yang Jian said, "Senior, please enlighten me."

"Let's not talk about enlightening. We're just discussing the Great Path." Treasure Master Colored Glaze sat down cross-legged in the pillar and asked Yang Jian, "When a Saint of the Great Path jumps out of the Great Path and controls his own Great Path, do you think that is the end?"

"Otherwise?"

Treasure Master Colored Glaze smiled. "What if one controls two Great Paths at the same time?"

Yang Jian was taken aback.

"Once you cross this step, you will enter a new realm, a new world." Treasure Master Colored Glaze sighed. "Unfortunately, as far as I know, such experts stand on the opposite side of all living beings. The Pangu God that your Uncle-Master mentioned was actually half a step into this realm, but in the end, he was still killed by them. "

Yang Jian frowned as he sat there with his head lowered in thought.

Soon, Yang Jian grasped the key point and said in a low voice, "Treasure Master, was the destruction of the Great Simplicity Realm also because the Pangu God was about to step into that realm and provoked the other party to attack?"

"I can't say for sure, but there must be such considerations."

Kong Xuan frowned and sneered. "Why? Is the Great God Pangu a sinner?"

"The Pangu God is a hero that we can't reach," Yang Jian said seriously. "How can you think that it was the Pangu God's fault? Even if the Pangu God stopped cultivating, how long could the Great Simplicity Realm last? "

Kong Xuan glared at Yang Jian, but the latter continued to talk.

"If my deduction is right, since the Primordial Era and the Taiji Era, the World of Living Beings has been far from being able to resist these powerful enemies. Perhaps they left the Great Simplicity Realm alone because they felt that the forty-nine Saints of the Great Simplicity Realm were nothing to worry about.

"When these powerful enemies feel threatened, they will attack on a large scale! As long as the Great Simplicity Realm continues to develop, one day, it will threaten these existences and attract the invasion of these powerful enemies.

"The Pangu God must know this, but the problem is whether an expert at a higher realm than the Saint of the Great Path will be born … If not, the Great Simplicity Realm will only end in its most glorious era. If there is, then it can protect this great world."

Yang Jian paused and frowned at Treasure Master Colored Glaze. The latter nodded with a smile.

"That's right. What you said hit the nail on the head. The Saints who died here and the countless living beings who followed these Saints in the past also had the same thought."

Yang Jian asked, "What do you mean?"

"I also heard from a lonely soul that during the Primordial Era, there was also a person who touched that realm. This place is that person's fake body. It can be considered a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. "

There was a hint of sadness in Treasure Master Colored Glaze's eyes. "Unfortunately, we used all the experts of the Primordial Era to hold back those powerful enemies here, wanting that person to break through the final bottleneck. Unfortunately … there was still no result."

"Ah, let's not talk about this." Treasure Master Colored Glaze slowly pushed his left hand at Yang Jian. The stone tablet appeared again and slowly flew toward Yang Jian.

"In the end, you have to walk the path in the future. It's useless to think too much. Cultivate well."

"Okay!" Yang Jian pursed his lips and looked at the stone tablet that landed in front of him. He was immediately attracted by the ancient Dao patterns on it.

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