"You will naturally know when you see him. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. No matter what, you have to bring him back. Watermark advertisement test
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I can really hold the Holy Artifact? Xiao was pleasantly surprised. Each of the six Holy Temples had a Holy Artifact. Xiao came from the Trajectory Holy Temple, so if he could hold the Holy Artifact of the Trajectory Holy Temple, his strength would definitely increase greatly. It wouldn't be difficult for him to destroy Luoyang.
"The Holy Artifact cannot leave the Holy Temple for too long, nor can it be left on Earth for long. You can hold it for a day," said the Holy Deity.
"That's enough," Xiao said through gritted teeth.
"Go," the Holy Deity said calmly.
Xiao jumped into the Lake of Worry again. This time, he still felt his body sink as though many invisible wraiths were pulling at his body.
However, compared to the first time he came down, the strength was much weaker. Xiao swam forward with all his might, preventing himself from sinking into the bottomless abyss.
The world was filled with worries. It was easy to break bones and desire peace.
If a person didn't have any desires, they wouldn't have any worries.
However, humans were ultimately humans. If they didn't have any desires, what was the difference between living and walking corpses?
It was impossible for everyone to not have worries. With worries, it was impossible to swim across the Lake of Worry alive, much less reach the other shore.
It looked like the other shore wasn't far away, but no matter how hard Xiao swam, the other shore was always right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it.
In the lake, his body seemed to be entangled by threads, making it increasingly difficult for Xiao to move. He slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, where all mortals returned to.
Xiao felt his consciousness gradually turn blurry. He long knew that even if he advanced to the Mythical stage in the Lake of Worry, reaching the other shore was still a perilous situation.
I can't die yet! Xiao bit the tip of his tongue, hoping to use the pain to wake himself up.
However, this method was clearly useless. He bit the tip of his tongue, but he only felt numb. Blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel anything.
"Still can't cross?" The Holy Deity watched Xiao sink to the bottom of the lake from afar and couldn't help but frown.
Many powerful creatures found it difficult to swim across the Lake of Annoyance. Even dimensional experts were no exception. However, that weak human had swam across the Lake of Worry despite certain death. The Holy Deity had seen it with her own eyes.
Therefore, the Saint God had always tried to use humans to reach the other side. Xiao was not the first person to try, and he would not be the last.
"What a pity. This person's talent and will are among the best among the Holy Disciples." With Xiao's current position, even the Sheng God could not pull him back. Thus, the Sheng God felt that it was a pity, but it was just a fleeting thought.
After all, he was just a human. He could be slowly nurtured in the future. If one died, more Holy Disciples would appear in the future. He had all the time in the world to wait.
Seeing that Xiao was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, the Sheng Deity was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly saw Xiao struggling desperately in the lake.
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"How can his consciousness be so pure? Can hatred really make a person so pure? "The Holy Deity looked at Xiao, who was swimming back to the other shore, in astonishment.
But other than that, he couldn't think of any other power that could make Xiao's mind so pure.
In Xiao's mind, some deeply sealed memories were awakening bit by bit.
On the grass in the suburbs, two children were wrestling with each other.
"I'm the strongest."
"I'm the strongest."
While the two children were tearing each other apart, a tall and thin middle-aged man passed by and watched with interest from the side.
After watching for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to find it a little boring. His figure suddenly flashed, and the two children who were wrestling with each other were picked up by the collar with each hand.
"Who are you? What do you want? "" Let me go! " The two children kicked and struggled with all their might, but the middle-aged man was tall and thin. His arms were especially long. Their short legs couldn't reach the middle-aged man's body at all.
"Don't you want to see who's stronger? You won't be able to do that. Let me tell you, how do you know who's stronger? "The middle-aged man said as his figure flashed and quickly moved toward the forest in the distance.
A piece of wood had been placed on the top of a sword-like mountain peak. It looked like a warped board, and only the middle part of the wood was on the top of the mountain peak.
On each side of the wood stood a child. Their weight affected the balance of the wood, causing it to undulate left and right as if it would fall into a bottomless abyss at any time.
"If you want to duel, you have to do it in a place like this. As long as you beat your opponent down, the other person will naturally be the strongest without a doubt." The middle-aged man stood on an ancient tree branch that protruded from the cliff and looked at the two children as he spoke.
If it had been an ordinary youth, they would have peed their pants in fear. They might have even fallen out of fear.
However, although the two children were young and nervous, they weren't as afraid as ordinary children. They slowly moved their bodies and tried to maintain the balance of the wood so that it wouldn't tilt and fall.
For them to be able to act so calmly at their age made the middle-aged man even more interested.
"It's actually very simple to kill your opponent. You just need to run to the middle faster than your opponent. When the wood loses its balance, your opponent will naturally fall down. I will send the one who survives back," the middle-aged man said.
The two children looked at each other and rushed toward the middle almost at the same time.
"Interesting." The middle-aged man found it more and more interesting.
The two children reached the middle almost at the same time, but the mountain peak was too sharp and the bottom was a slippery cliff. It was impossible to stand on.
One of the children reached out to push the other child without hesitation, wanting to push him down.
However, who knew that the other child didn't push forward like he did. Instead, he tilted his body slightly and jumped up.
The child who reached out to push the wood didn't expect such a move at all. He used too much force and his body rushed over. Without the weight to support him on the other side, the wood immediately slid down.
The child's body also fell along with the wood.
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