Master … Kun Peng …
How could this be …
Yang Jian's right hand almost couldn't hold the God-slaying Spear anymore. His broken limbs couldn't be revived because his body was still. He could only be carried by Houtu and left this place quickly.
Houtu stretched out his Great Path and was almost out of the boundary of the golden light.
Gold Envoy Ge Li, who was obstructed by the Kun Peng's shadow, kept roaring. Concentrated fist shadows bombarded the Kun Peng's shadow, almost causing it to dissipate.
"Get lost!"
"Hmph." The Kun Peng's silhouette only snorted coldly. The pearl on its head slowly fell back into its body and a vast amount of magic power continued to flow out.
This was the accumulation of Kun Peng over countless years, and it was what Kun Peng relied on to become a Sage. At this moment, it surged out unreservedly, blocking the path of a Sage who had extraordinary combat strength and physical body.
"Bastard!"
Houtu took Yang Jian and flew out of the area filled with golden light, and was about to use the escaping magic immediately.
Gold envoy Ge Li roared like a madman, but he was blocked by the huge beast's body. He was suppressed by the vast magic power and could not move forward.
As long as Yang Jian returns to the Primordial World …
Houtu's hands suddenly trembled. She actually hesitated a little.
If they escaped back to the Untainted Land, they would bring such a strong enemy to the Untainted Land. Based on the short fight just now, Houtu knew how difficult it was to deal with the Golden Venerable. Even if all the mighty figures of the Untainted Land attacked him together, they would not be able to do anything to him.
At most, they could only trap him, and they would have to pay a heavy price.
Houtu immediately made a decision. The moment she rushed out of the place filled with golden light, she used her escape technique towards the depths of the Chaotic Sea.
His vision was blurred, and the huge body of the Kun Peng was shrinking rapidly. However, Yang Jian's heart felt like it was being torn apart by someone.
"Damn it! Damn it! I'll tear you apart! "
The Gold Envoy Ge Li went berserk. The Kun Peng's shadow only let out a few muffled groans. Although its body became more and more slack, it was still crazily transferring its magic power!
A stream of light streaked across the Chaos Sea and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yang Jian suddenly shouted, "Don't leave my master behind!"
Houtu said in a low voice, "That's Kun Peng."
Kun Peng … Demon Master Kun Peng …
His master was actually a Kun Peng, or rather, his master was the real Kun Peng, and what he had killed back then was merely the remains of a Kun Peng?
The cave abode in Kun Peng's body was actually the place where his master had once lived …
Ridiculous!
How could Master be a Kun Peng! How could his master be the Demon Master Kun Peng? Obviously!
In the flowing light, Yang Jian was lying in Houtu's arms. His eyes were red, but he held back his tears.
Scenes surfaced in his heart. He was cultivating in the Jade Spring Mountain and listening to his master, who was not very strict, talk about the Primordial World. He talked about everything and talked about various Dao and principles.
Houtu kept trying to heal Yang Jian. At this time, they had already escaped for a distance, so there was no need to worry too much.
Who could understand the torment in Yang Jian's heart?
Houtu couldn't, but Houtu knew that he must be on the verge of collapse at this moment. The ferocious beast that had chased him for thousands of miles turned out to be his closest and most trusted teacher. It would be hard for anyone to accept this.
"Master …"
As he flew, Yang Jian seemed to have suddenly regained his senses. He tried to sit up with all his might, but his seriously injured body no longer had any strength.
"He's not worthy of being your master." Houtu's words were gentle and pained.
"That's my master!" Yang Jian's right hand was resisting Houtu's embrace. "Let go of me … Let go of me! Ah … Let go! "
A wave of blood aura surged out of Yang Jian's body. However, the God-Slaying Spear kept flickering and instantly severed the Dao runes that the Houtu had extended.
The escape technique was interrupted. The two of them appeared in the vast Chaos Sea and had already flown far away.
There was no longer any confusion in Yang Jian's eyes. There was only anxiety left. "I can't leave Master alone. I want to go back. Quickly send me back!"
"Yang Jian!" Houtu put his hands on Yang Jian's shoulders. Looking at Yang Jian, who was about to lose his mind, Houtu had no choice but to use his magical power. A deep shout exploded in Yang Jian's ears like thunder.
"Don't forget that you have to live and protect the Primordial World!"
Yang Jian was stunned. However, he still looked at the Houtu and said with a trembling voice, "Do you want me to watch Master send himself to his death? Should I use such righteousness to survive? Goddess, I'd rather die there! "
The Houtu cursed, "He did it willingly! This is his atonement! If you go back, you will only be sending him to his death! This is not the time for you to be stubborn! "
Slowly, Yang Jian leaned on the God-Slaying Spear. Blood covered his entire body. His left foot trembled continuously, but he slowly stood up.
He looked at the Houtu and suddenly smiled bitterly. He said in a low voice, "Goddess, I'm a disciple of Kun Peng. I'm not qualified to take on the responsibility of guarding the Primordial World. Please send me back now and immediately return to the Primordial World. If … if you can take care of my mother and sister in the future, we will not have met in vain. "
"Yang Jian! How can you say such a thing? " The Houtu said gently, "You are you. You were also deceived by the Demon Master. Even if he treats you extremely well, he might have schemed against you. That's Kun Peng, not the master in your heart. "
Yang Jian pursed his pale lips and looked at the Houtu. "Please bring me back to that place, Goddess. I'll immediately return to the Primordial World."
"I will definitely not let you go back and die!"
"Sister …"
"I definitely won't! Are … are you calling me? "The Houtu's voice trembled.
"I've wanted to call you that for a long time. However, you're the Lady of Earth. I'm just a disciple of the Dao Sect. I can't call you that." Yang Jian's gaze was calm. "In that case …"
Without any warning, Yang Jian suddenly held the God-Slaying Spear in his right hand. He raised his hand and pierced the Mystic Body's heart meridian with the tip of the spear.
At that moment, the Xuan Gang dispersed, the Xuanqi was exhausted, and the golden patterns dissipated!
The Houtu Saint's perfect mental state suddenly collapsed. When she saw Yang Jian's chest being pierced by the God-Slaying Spear, her heart buzzed and went completely blank.
"What are you doing!?! I'll send you back! What are you doing!?! "
"I want to save Master. I don't care who he is. That's my master! I have to risk it this time … "
Yang Jian spoke with some difficulty. His Adam's apple trembled as he looked at the woman who was crying for him. "Goddess, don't worry. I'm not going to commit suicide. I have a mystical ability that I've only used once. However, I don't know how confident I am if I force myself to use it again. "
Yang Jian knelt on one knee and pulled out the God-Slaying Spear that was inserted into his heart meridian with his right hand.
Just as the Houtu was about to pounce on him to heal him, she was stopped by the God-Slaying Spear and the Black Turtle Belt that Yang Jian had thrown over.
Yang Jian took a deep breath, and a strong sense of exhaustion arose from the bottom of his heart. However, he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself not to fall asleep.
His divine sense was rapidly dissipating. He was already seriously injured. At that moment, he had severed his heart meridian and was only one step away from death …
Live! He had to live!
He wanted to live and save his master. He wanted to live and help the Primordial World survive the calamity!
Little Chan … Mother … Xinke … Lan 'er …
If he couldn't get through this, who would protect them?
Since his body was already broken, his heart was not dead. Only when he was in a desperate situation could he ignite the miraculous fire of living beings!
On Yang Jian's chest, a colorful feather flickered gently. A ball of flames danced in his chest and suddenly covered Yang Jian's entire body.
Abandon everything and reconstruct everything.
Destroy the tangible and reconstruct the true body!
Nirvana of the phoenix race?
No, this was not just the Nirvana of the phoenix race. This was a mystical ability that Yang Jian had comprehended when he was at the sixth stage of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art!
If his fighting heart did not die, he would be reborn from a single drop of blood!
If he used such a mystical ability in front of the Gold Envoy, Ge Li, he would definitely die. The other party would not be stupid enough to let Yang Jian undergo Nirvana. If he had the chance, he would definitely shatter Yang Jian into pieces.
However, at that moment, Yang Jian was determined to kill himself and risk his life!
In fact, the moment the God-Slaying Spear pierced his heart meridian, Yang Jian was not sure if he could survive or if he really had the will to die.
The Lady of Earth hugged the God-Slaying Spear and the Black Turtle Belt. At that moment, she felt exhausted.
She naturally knew about Nirvana. It was a secret technique that the phoenix race had used to fight against many. However, she did not expect Yang Jian to have such a great technique.
She did not expect that Yang Jian would choose to self-destruct to use such a mystical ability.
Nirvana? It was not without risks. The process was completely uncontrollable. In ancient times, the phoenix race would not choose Nirvana unless they were forced into a corner. Rebirth.
Yang Jian's figure had already disappeared, leaving behind a beautiful flame that was more than 30 feet tall. In the flame, several Great Dao were entangled. Outside the flame, the 36 Sea-Calming Divine Pearls flew out of the flame and rotated rapidly around it. A small gourd floated above the flame, as if it was being tempered by the flame.
The Mysterious Yellow Indestructible was the Great Dao carried by the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
The Golden Body was invincible and everything was indestructible. This was the Great Dao carried by the Invincible Golden Body Technique.
Water could nourish everything and overturn it. This was the Great Dao carried by the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl.
Apart from those three, there was also a weak and obscure Great Dao that appeared from time to time in the center of the flame …
If the Lady of Earth had not become a Saint of Merit, it would have been difficult for her to capture the existence of that Great Dao.
It seemed to have the Dao runes of reincarnation, but it was above the profundity of the Six Paths of Reincarnation that the Lady of Earth had comprehended. However, after comprehending a little more, the Lady of Earth's Great Dao showed signs of collapsing. She immediately stopped to study.
At that moment, a figure slowly condensed in the flames. The flames suddenly retracted. Yang Jian closed his eyes and stood there quietly.
His body was filled with blood energy. Xuanqi and the Xuan Gang were growing crazily. The 81 Xuan Beads were flawless, and the Mystic Skeleton was crystal clear. There were no flaws on his body!
The 36 Sea-Calming Divine Pearls entered his body at the same time and fused into the Xuan Bead again.
Golden runes gradually crawled all over his body and quietly disappeared.
The God-Slaying Spear trembled slightly and flew out of the Lady of Earth's hand. It flew to Yang Jian's side and was grabbed by Yang Jian.
The little eagle flew out of the Black Tortoise Belt and landed on Yang Jian's shoulder. It narrowed its eyes comfortably.
His aura slowly rose. Yang Jian's eyes and the vertical eye on his forehead opened at the same time. The three eyes flickered with divine light at the same time, and an extremely sharp aura rose!
His left arm and left hand were no longer injured!
"I'm back," Yang Jian muttered softly. He casually put on his robe and immediately looked at the Lady of Earth. His eyes were filled with urgency. "Goddess …"
"Yes," the Lady of Earth replied. "I'll go back according to what you said. I should still be in time."
With a few crisp sounds of bones, Yang Jian clenched his fists. His loose long hair was tied up on its own. The small gourd returned to its position on its own, and the God-Slaying Spear returned to his right hand.
It was different from the Nirvana of the phoenix race. After that, there would be an uncontrollable period of weakness. It might be an instant, or it might be a period of time.
At that moment, Yang Jian was in peak condition!
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