In the secluded forbidden area of Youtan Pure Sect, a tall tower stood in front of him. The tower was eleven floors high. Unlike the square tower with many corners and dense eaves, it had a round structure. The tower was supposed to be white, but after a thousand years of erosion, it was mottled with time and became dull and yellow.
"This is the Alertness Tower. Brother Ying, once you enter this tower, you will enter the Spell Space. The door of the tower is closed to you. If you want to come out, you can only go to the highest floor." Su Miaoyin pointed upwards. Ying Feiyang followed her finger and saw that there was indeed a secret door at the top of the tower.
Ying Feiyang was not afraid at all. He said eagerly, "This is how it should be. There is no retreat and no means of retreat. Otherwise, how can it be considered as cultivation?"
Su Miaoyin said, "I'm only telling you this to let you understand that the Vigilance Tower was originally a sacred place for Buddhist disciples to cultivate, but now it has become a forbidden area, because it is too dangerous. In the past thirty years, Shi Chuyi was the only one who was allowed to enter the tower and walked out on his own. It is not too late for you to regret it now."
"Oh, Master Shi Chuyi had such an experience?" Ying Feiyang obviously grasped the wrong point again and looked at Goddess Ling Xin for confirmation.
But Goddess Ling Xin turned her pretty face away and ignored him.
Ying Feiyang was slightly startled, then he understood. The Goddess knew about the risks in the tower and had been softly persuading him not to enter the tower along the way. But Ying Feiyang was stubborn, so it was inevitable that the Goddess was annoyed. But she had a gentle temperament. This kind of behavior that was similar to playfulness was the best way for her to express her annoyance.
Ying Feiyang knew that it was useless to persuade her at this time. He could only smile awkwardly and said, "Then this matter should not be delayed. I will enter now!"
Su Miaoyin said again, "It seems that Brother Ying has made up your mind. There are still one hundred and ninety days until the Battle of Heavenly Books. If you cannot reach the top of the tower in time, the Qi of Heavenly Books will naturally return, and you will miss the Battle of Heavenly Books!"
Ying Feiyang said, "The battle for the Tomes of Arcane will be boring without me. One hundred and ninety days is more than enough."
Su Miaoyin nodded and said, "Brother Ying, let me remind you one last thing. Your Inner Devil comes from resentment. After you enter it, the Inner Devil will turn into the person you hate the most in your life. Completely destroying him is the key to get out of the tower!"
"The person you hate the most in your life? Ha, I know! "Ying Feiyang smiled lightly. Then, he walked forward alone with his sword on his back, leaving only a lonely silhouette.
Ying Feiyang was about to push open the door of the pagoda when he heard a familiar voice shouting behind him, "Brother Ying, you must come out safely. I'll wait for you …"
Ying Feiyang turned around and saw Ling Xin's rosy cheeks. She lowered her head to avoid his gaze and said, "I'll wait for you … I'll wait for you to fight alongside me in the battle for the Heavenly Book!"
Ying Feiyang only felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll meet you when I get down!"
Then, Ying Feiyang stepped into the pagoda. The door closed, concealing the free and easy figure of the swordsman.
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"Creak —"
The pagoda door behind him gradually closed, shutting out the warm sunlight outside. As the pagoda was shrouded in darkness, the smile on Ying Feiyang's face gradually faded.
There was no one in the pagoda. It was silent. Only his footsteps could be heard. "Clack … Clack … Clack …" Step by step, he took lonely steps. There was no one around. Ying Feiyang finally did not have to force himself to smile anymore.
He had not avenged his master, and his lover was trapped. Even though he had a sword in his hand, he was still powerless. Even though he pretended to be fine on the surface, every moment, his heart felt like it was being burned by fire, as if it was being carved by a knife, as if it was being clenched by a big hand. How could he smile again?
"Clack!" As Ying Feiyang's cold footsteps landed on the ground, a murderous aura spread out. The surrounding air seemed to be affected by Ying Feiyang's mood and condensed into a cold, damp fog. It was as if a white monster had opened its mouth and swallowed Ying Feiyang into its stomach. As the fog spread, the inside of the tower became hazy.
There was only a chandelier hanging high above, emitting a dim yellow light in the cold fog. However, it reflected a faint black shadow in the fog.
That's right. Although the silhouette was indistinct, there was indeed an additional figure in the originally empty Wariness Tower that was heading towards him.
"Clack — Clack —" It was like a ghost walking out of the cold fog. Step by step, it used the same frequency as Ying Feiyang, taking menacing steps.
Ying Feiyang's footsteps did not change. At the same time, he slowly pulled out the sword on his back and said calmly, "The person I hate the most will become my inner demon. Who will it be?"
"Is it Di Lingtian? Bei Longtian? Or … "
The moment the Star Disciplinary Sword was completely pulled out, Ying Feiyang's figure moved in a flash, as if he had disappeared into thin air.
With a clang of metal clashing, Ying Feiyang appeared a few steps in front of him, exchanging blows with the inner demon.
Strong winds blew and sword Qi spread everywhere. The thick fog that covered the figure instantly dispersed, revealing the same face and the mirror-like figure.
"It's you!"
Ying Feiyang's eyes revealed a ferocious look. His sword Qi increased along with his murderous intent. Thousands of swords turned into a wanton sword current, strangling the other "him" in front of him.
When he couldn't get what he wanted, when he had already lost it, regret and pain mixed together. Perhaps the person he hated the most would always be himself!
He was the only one in the Wariness Tower, so he no longer had to suppress his hatred. He poured out with the most ferocious sword moves. They were unstoppable and unparalleled. The surrounding fog was cut into pieces. Whimpering, they shrank back to avoid Ying Feiyang's attack range.
However, the incarnation of the inner demon was not afraid at all. With its ghost-like movement technique and even more ferocious sword light, it faced Ying Feiyang head-on.
Amidst the mist, two figures chased after Wuding. They moved and dodged at an astonishing speed, and the sounds of their swords clashing were as dense as the rain.
The inner demon was born from Ying Feiyang, and its skills were also on par with Ying Feiyang's. Whether it was the Wind Breaking Cloud Slashing Sword, the Four Symbols Grand King Sword, the Dharma Divine Sword … all of them were the same as Ying Feiyang's. However, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, Ying Feiyang let out a long sigh and said, "Is this my full strength? It's really … "
Usually, the one who understands you the most is not yourself, but your enemy. It was not until he fought with his other self that Ying Feiyang completely understood his own strength. Among the people he had seen, he could not compare to Di Lingtian, Young Master Yu Wenfeng, Yue Cangqiong, Mu Zixuan, Ji Fengming, Goddess Ling Xin, Immortal Qingyue, Shi Wanlu, Lu Tianlan, Xue Qianqiu, Yan Shiyuan, Xue Wanlu … Not to mention that there were countless monsters in the world that he had never seen before.
He had countless enemies, but his cultivation was …
"Too weak!"
Ying Feiyang's eyes narrowed, and he changed his pace. His sword was instantly filled with killing intent. At the same time, he crossed with the inner demon.
With a clang, the sword light was extinguished. Before the three words were finished, Ying Feiyang and the inner demon had passed each other. They stood still with their backs to each other.
Suddenly, a whistling sound broke the silence. A sword mark appeared on the inner demon's neck, and fog gushed out from the wound like blood. In the blink of an eye, it dispersed into a cloud of fog …
"Is this the end?" Ying Feiyang was puzzled, but seeing that there were no other abnormalities, he sheathed his sword and stepped on the stairs to the top of the tower. However, just as he stepped on the first step, suddenly, a murderous aura surged behind him, and a sword blade quietly stabbed at Ying Feiyang's back.
"Thump", the sharp sword stabbed at his back, but there was a dull sound.
"Sure enough, it's not that simple!" Ying Feiyang put the sword on his back and blocked the sudden attack. At the same time, he turned around with the help of the force, pulled out his sword, and used the move of "Swift Wind and Chaotic Cloud". The crazy Sword Qi shot at the enemy, who also changed his move at the same time. The Sword Qi was as fast as the wind and as ethereal as the clouds. It was the move of "Swift Wind and Chaotic Cloud".
However, the same move brought different results. The crazy Sword Qi collided with each other, and should have canceled each other out, but one of the Sword Qi escaped and stabbed at Ying Feiyang's heart.
Ying Feiyang had to turn around to avoid it, but the Sword Qi still left a blood mark on his shoulder. But Ying Feiyang didn't care. He pointed his sword at the enemy, and showed his strong fighting intent. "You've improved. Then, it's the second round!"
The tip of his sword was still pointed at his opponent, still at his face, still at his sword technique. Just as he turned around, the dissipating fog condensed once again, transforming into a transformed and reborn inner demon, bringing with it an even fiercer and fiercer sword might to attack him!
Inside the tower, a new round of confrontation began. Outside the tower, Su Miaoyin sensed the murderous aura just now, and shook her head. "The first step is wrong …"
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