Xu Mo was only the ninth supreme expert. He was the weakest of the nine supreme experts.
No matter how big Yang Jian's heart was, as long as he thought of this matter, he would feel pressured to the point that he couldn't breathe.
Only by fighting the supreme experts head-on would he know how terrifying these fellows who had jumped out of the shackles of the Great Dao were. How powerful their Dharmic powers were, and how strange their divine abilities were. They could not be beaten or killed …
If the remaining supreme experts were at the same level as Xu Mo, if two of them jumped out at the same time, the Primordial World would definitely not be able to withstand it.
If there were really nine supreme experts in the sky, all living things would be annihilated.
Hundreds of Primeval Saints had been annihilated by these nine experts, let alone the post-Primeval Beginning Era. It was said that the great world of cultivation that was close to the level of Eternal Divine Nation had been annihilated by these nine experts as well.
Compared to the previous great eras, the Primordial World could only be said to be worse with each generation.
The only one who could stop these supreme experts seemed to be Yang Jian himself.
Why?
Yang Jian laughed bitterly. Because he was Du Bi's reincarnation, this matter should not be wrong. Whether it was the weapon remnant spirit that Du Bi had left behind as proof, or the remnant soul of Yang Jian's previous life that he had summoned in the Primordial Returning Realm, or he had mastered the profoundness of the "Strength Stacking" divine ability without comprehending or cultivating.
Thus, Yang Jian began to think about another problem.
Could Xu Mo be killed? Or rather, was it the best choice to risk his life and kill Xu Mo now?
If Xu Mo died, it was very likely that even more powerful supreme experts would be drawn out. If Xu Mo was still alive, but the Primordial World was continuously accumulating strength while seemingly being defeated …
"That's a good idea, but there's no way to do it."
Yang Jian sat in the starry sky with his chin in his hand. There was a hint of contemplation in his eyes. He just sat there quietly in a daze, allowing his mystic body to recover on its own.
Outside Xuandu City, in the mustard seed cosmos hidden in the ruins of the Black Spirit Nation, two figures were snuggling on the soft mattress, but they were already sound asleep.
The two of them did not do anything out of line. At least, their Dao Bodies were complete and not damaged at all. However, their faces were slightly red in their sleep, and their bodies also showed some abnormalities. Gradually, they hugged each other more intimately.
Their meeting was naturally in a dream.
In the dream, the two of them were connected. At this time, they were in an Immortal Terrace Pavilion. The clouds had just dispersed and the rain had stopped. They were hugging each other as they watched the setting sun in the western sky.
The color of the sky and sea gradually changed, and the celestial wind became intoxicating and warm.
"Luo, can Yang Jian really become the strongest?"
"Of course I can. Otherwise, why would I be so busy?"
The young man, whose face was several times more handsome than his actual body, smiled with a hint of naughtiness and evilness. His fingers danced gently on the skin of the silver-haired woman in his arms. "What made me decide to stand on the side of the Primordial World was actually the potential that he revealed."
The silver-haired woman's brows were somewhat similar to Yun Xiao's. There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes, as well as a hint of emptiness.
This kind of woman was really not something an ordinary man could control.
"But didn't you say that those above you are the most terrifying existences?"
"I've searched every ten thousand years after Grand Prime, but I haven't found any traces of them," Meng Luo said softly. "It's very likely that after Grand Prime was destroyed, I woke up, and Meng Luo disappeared. The few of them returned to the other side of the Chaos barrier."
"The Eternal Divine Nation?"
"Yes, Big Sister and the others … weren't good people. Of course, I wasn't one in the past either."
The silver-haired woman chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "You're not one now either. You're very evil and want to play everyone in the palm of your hand."
"No way." Meng Luo laughed bitterly. "I really can't explain it to them. I can't just stand out and say — Hey, friends of the Dao Sect, I'm the fourth strongest, Meng Luo. Because I'm the first disciple of the Dao Sect when I'm awake, I'm protecting the Primordial World now!"
She raised her head to look at the person she loved and chuckled. "Isn't that good?"
"It's too shameful and troublesome. It's not free and easy at all."
Meng Luo smacked his lips. His expression and gaze were no different from when he was awake.
No matter how his appearance changed, whether he was in or out of dreams, his personality was still the same.
"Then why did you hang out with them all those years ago?" The silver-haired woman pouted. "Did you fall for your big sister?"
"Heh heh, you don't say. Big Sister is the most perfect woman I've ever seen in my countless dreams." Meng Luo's eyes were a little misty as he spoke. When he saw the silver-haired woman's stern expression, he immediately smiled apologetically. "However, I've only ever respected her. You're the one who's truly fallen for me. We've been together for dozens of periods, and we're already inseparable. Don't be so petty. "
"Hmph, do you really think I don't know about you and Xue Ling?"
"Sigh …"
"You men really don't have many who can focus on a woman. Yang Jian is a playboy, and so are you." The silver-haired woman rolled her eyes. Although she was complaining, she didn't push his arm away.
At their level, these weren't the things they cared about.
The most difficult thing was the constant companionship over the years. The least they cared about was the comfort they could give each other when they were alone.
"If Xu Mo dies, will the supreme experts who are ranked higher than you return to this place?"
"I don't know." Xuan Du shook his head slowly, a look of recollection on his face. "I seem to have heard them mention that it's easy to return to Eternal Divine Nation, but they have to pay a heavy price to do so. After all, the heavenly barrier was erected by Great God Du Bi to stop the remnants of Eternal Divine Nation. "
"Unfortunately, he wasn't able to stop them either," the silver-haired woman said.
"He did, and he never showed the slightest opening," Meng Luo said with absolute certainty.
The silver-haired woman frowned slightly. "Don't keep me in suspense."
"Didn't I tell you before?" Meng Luo laughed wryly. "Years ago, I accidentally wandered into the primordial world and transformed into a daoist boy on a whim. I met big sister and the others on an inconspicuous immortal mountain and started cultivating with them.
"At first, they had no cultivation at all, but they were able to bring out countless exquisite cultivation methods. I benefited from them and cultivated with them for forty-nine periods until I finally reached peak sage realm.
"Then, unbeknownst to me, they'd already completed their plans for the latter primordial world. Rumors about the dao melder spread like wildfire. They first waited for a perfect sage to assimilate their dao, then stole the great dao and became a supreme expert. Then, a bloody war ensued …
"When I came back to my senses, I'd already obtained three great dao and become a supreme expert. I wanted to leave, but big sister's words made me hesitate. I wanted to continue working for them."
She cocked her head. "What words?"
"She said that compared to what they were going to do, the saints of the primordial world and the countless lives sacrificed were nothing."
Meng Luo laughed wryly. "If I'd known that they'd secretly directed the power of the living beings to the other side of the heavenly barrier, I wouldn't have colluded with them no matter what."
"To the other side …"
"Apart from resurrecting the Eternal King, I really don't know what they're going to do."
Meng Luo smiled helplessly. "That's what happened. I admit that I couldn't resist the temptation of the Great Dao and did something infuriating."
"Don't worry. I didn't give myself to you because I think you're a good person."
"I!"
"Let's get down to business."
"Ah, alright." Meng Luo shook his head and continued, "I said that it would be difficult for big sister and the others to return because of this. If they really want to come over from that side, they'll have to cultivate from the beginning. The price is too high. "
"Then, what about the few people under you?"
"I don't know. It seems like I lost track of them overnight. However, when you, Yang Jian, and Xu Mo were fighting, I sensed a familiar aura. There must be a third supreme expert in the Primordial World. "
Meng Luo was very certain. The silver-haired woman could not help but fall into deep thought.
In the dream, the two of them could roam freely and ignore the matters of the Primordial World. However, when they left the dream, one of them was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Dao Sect, and the other was the personal disciple of the Saint of Jie School. Both of them were deeply related to the Primordial World.
The silver-haired woman continued, "There are five people below you. If they appear at the same time, can you resist them?"
"If you can help me stop one, Yang Jian will stop another one. If the remaining three are the last three, I'm confident that I can make them unable to make a comeback." Meng Luo shook his head. "However, I advise you not to think too much about this. Unless it's a matter of life and death, I won't do anything."
The silver-haired woman pouted. "Why? Are you still thinking about that big sister? "
"No." A strong sense of fear flashed across Meng Luo's eyes. He said in a low voice, "Big Sister can't tolerate betrayal. If I betray her, even if I win a chance for the Primordial World to breathe, she will definitely come back regardless of everything."
As he spoke, the supreme expert in his dream, who had a plum blossom mark on his hand, could not help but shiver.
"Don't mention this anymore. Just continue waiting for Yang Jian to rise." Meng Luo patted her shoulder. "Come, I'll continue using the Dual Cultivation Technique to heal you."
"Hmph, my injuries have long healed."
"Then increase your cultivation level. The goal is not important. What's important is the process. Tsk, tsk, tsk …"
The last rays of the setting sun gradually dissipated. The two figures in light muslin beside the Immortal Platform intertwined again. However, it was inevitable that they would be in a drunken stupor. It was less real.
…
Half a month after Yang Jian returned to the South Continent, the third batch of cultivators who were going to be selected to enter the sword trial gathered in front of the Saint's Small Courtyard.
This time, the number of people had increased to 180. Yang Jian had specially left 20 slots for his own use.
Yang Jian's injuries had already healed. After all, his mystic body was only injured. His Great Dao and Dao foundation were not damaged. On the other hand, Xu Mo, who had fought with Yang Jian head-on, had almost recovered to the state he was in during the Primordial World War. His recuperation for more than a year had been in vain.
This should be considered a "legacy" left behind by the God Pan.
In the crowd, more than 20 young monks were gathered together. The rest of the cultivators were gathered together. The Buddhists and Daoists were still clearly separated.
However, there were a few people standing in the middle of the two groups. They looked a little awkward.
Tian Peng, Monk Sha, the little white dragon …
Halfway through the journey to the west, they had long regarded themselves as disciples of the Buddhist Sect. At that moment, they could only stand in the middle. They simply did not rely on the Dao and Buddhism.
"Marshal Tian Peng? How have you been? "
A few greetings came from the side. Tian Peng was touched. He turned his head and saw more than ten old generals of the Celestial Court. The leader was Wang Ling, who was bowing to him.
"Everyone, how have you been?"
Tian Peng smiled proudly and hurriedly bowed in return. However, his pig-like behavior was a bit comical.
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