Looking from afar, it was simply a scene of desolation.
Ye Xiwen's expression remained unchanged. He had created such a scene twice before. The first time was on the Demon Island, where there was a similar scene. The second time was on the battlefield of the deities in the True Force Domain, and it was exactly the same.
Powerful existences even distorted and fractured the entire battlefield's space, making it impossible to recover.
He narrowed his eyes, and his body was gradually adapting to this kind of spatial distortion. He could feel that the power of these spatial distortions was enough to make existences below the Celestial Realm directly explode on the spot. Those who were not strong enough could not survive here.
But it did not mean that the stronger the person was, the less it would be affected here. On the contrary, those below the Celestial Realm could not survive here, but experts above the Celestial Realm could not survive here either.
Because ever since the Law Manifestation Realm condensed their own domain, warriors had already begun to isolate themselves from the world and become one.
The so-called fundamental core of eternal life was how to jump out of the three realms and not be in the five elements. As long as one was in the world, one would inevitably be controlled by the power of the world, and birth, aging, illness, and death were the real problems that could not be avoided in the operation of the laws of the world.
Hence, becoming independent was the only way. From the Law Manifestation Realm onward, all cultivation was constantly simulating the environment of heaven and earth, and finally transforming the domain into the God's Kingdom. In essence, the God's Kingdom was already a brand-new world. As long as the god did not die, the God's Kingdom would be immortal.
And the deities who were free from the shackles of the world, unless they encountered an irresistible external force, were also immortal existences.
It was precisely because of this that when powerful warriors walked between heaven and earth, it was equivalent to walking between heaven and earth. They were two completely different worlds, and once released, there would be fierce conflicts.
If a powerful martial artist went to a low-level world, or even some unstable sub-space, just by releasing his domain, he could destroy the world. Destroying the world would not be a problem.
For the world, any warrior was a heresy, just like a roundworm in the human body. One must do everything possible to eliminate this roundworm. Otherwise, the body might get sick, and there would be problems. It was even possible for the roundworm to wreak havoc in the stomach.
If this world was a complete and powerful world, it might be able to accommodate these heresies, but if this world itself was already in a mess, then the various Laws would severely repel martial artists.
Originally, a martial artist could rely on their familiarity and mastery of the Laws to avoid conflicts with the world's laws, but if the Laws were broken and the Laws were in a mess, then the Laws and Laws they had previously mastered would be useless.
As a result, the stronger the cultivator, the greater the rejection of the power of the Laws.
The more powerful a martial artist was, the more uncomfortable they would feel in this situation. Only if they had proven their Dao and become a God would they be able to rely on their Divine Kingdom to contend against the laws of heaven and earth. At that time, they would not be affected at all.
However, Ye Xiwen's Tyrant Body was very tyrannical. He could adapt quickly even in this place where the principles were distorted. This kind of tearing force couldn't compare with the cutting force of the real space turbulence.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The roars of many monsters rang in Ye Xiwen's ears. The sounds were extremely mournful and directly transmitted to the depths of his soul. Even with Ye Xiwen's state of mind, he still felt a little creeped out.
And what was even more terrifying was that there were actually creatures that could survive in this place where the laws were in a mess. Waves of Death Qi assaulted his face.
Many powerful creatures of the dark element pounced on him at once.
A battlefield of mortals could form a terrifying scene that blotted out the sky, not to mention this battlefield where top experts fought. The energy and laws left behind were enough to give birth to many strange and distorted creatures.
This was also the most dangerous reason in the Profound World Battlefield. It was not easy for a Celestial Realm expert, a King Grade expert, to protect himself. It was enough to make a name for himself if he could escape unscathed.
"Flap!"
"Flap!"
"Flap!"
The sound of huge wings flapping could be heard. Countless flying figures appeared in the sky. Upon a closer look, they were huge blood-red bats about the size of calves. They had fierce faces and fangs, and a pair of huge fangs could make people break out in cold sweat.
They were simply endless. In the sky, there was a boundless blood-red cloud. In front of the blood-red cloud was a group of warriors. There were humans, other races, and strange creatures. However, before they could run far, they were engulfed by the blood-red cloud. This blood-red cloud was made up of Celestial Realm monsters. The sight of these blood-red bats made people's scalps go numb.
It was as if they were instantly melted by this blood-red cloud. There was no time to digest them. Ye Xiwen's eyesight was excellent, and he could even see these warriors being swallowed whole, including their bones and flesh.
The scene looked extremely terrifying.
And this blood-red cloud was still rushing towards Ye Xiwen at an extremely fast speed.
Facing the overwhelming blood-red bats, Ye Xiwen didn't even have time to dodge.
Or rather, he didn't even know where to hide, because it was really too huge. Looking from afar, it was an endless blood-red cloud.
However, Ye Xiwen was not shocked. Instead, he was happy.
"Kill them!"
Ye Xiwen directly grabbed a long sword out of thin air. He didn't run away. On the contrary, he directly brandished the Long River of Swordsmanship. In the void, it was like a giant dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, constantly waving, forming a sky net that enveloped him. He didn't even need to aim and slash. As long as he kept waving, he could continuously blow up the blood-red bats on the spot.
All the blood-red bats that were enveloped by the silver light let out a series of screams before turning into a mass of flesh and blood that fell from the sky. All the blood essence and martial power in their bodies were all absorbed by Ye Xiwen's Great Transformation Technique.
Although they were only at the Celestial Realm, which was still far from the massive martial power that Ye Xiwen needed right now, this endless number was the best thing about them.
With a swing of his sword, hundreds of blood-red bats were instantly wiped out, clearing up a space. However, compared to the huge blood-red cloud, this little loss was nothing. The space that had just been cleared was rapidly filled up by countless blood-red bats.
Ye Xiwen wasn't in a hurry either. He continuously killed these ferocious blood-red bats while absorbing them in an attempt to break through to the peak of the early-stage Profound Death Realm.
It should be known that during this period of time, he had been constantly chased by the experts of the Divine Union. He simply hadn't had the time to cultivate, so his cultivation had barely stabilized at his previous realm.
That was why he was so anxious. If he didn't think of a way to escape, then the outcome would be very simple. Without the Divine Union doing anything, he would be crippled.
If he wanted to stand out in the Nameless Dao College, he would have to be even more powerful. If the Mysterious World was said to be a gathering of monstrous geniuses from various great worlds, then the hundreds of people in the Nameless Dao College would be the monstrous geniuses among the monstrous geniuses.
The invitation that the Nameless Dao College had specially sent out had also put a lot of pressure on him. Because of this invitation, he had practically been isolated by those monstrous geniuses. Right now, he didn't know how many people were waiting to slap him in the face.
Without sufficient strength, he wouldn't even know how he died, let alone establish himself in the Nameless Dao College. He had never underestimated the heroes of the world, and he didn't even know how many heroes of the various races were present.
However, he was also confident that if anyone wanted to slap him in the face, they would have to be prepared to be slapped until their faces swelled!
If anyone wanted to step on him and rise, they would have to see if they had the ability to do so.
He had never shown the slightest bit of mercy to these fellows who wanted to slap him in the face.
Although the strength of these blood-colored bats wasn't very strong, there were enough of them, so Ye Xiwen's strength was increasing at an alarming rate. For others, forcibly digesting this kind of strange power would only be courting death. However, Ye Xiwen didn't care. The powerful digestive ability of the Gilded Tyrant Form ensured that he wouldn't directly explode.
The longer he fought, the more obvious the advantages of his Phoenix Regeneration Technique became. Even if the strength of an ordinary person was similar to his, they might not even be able to last an hour in this environment that required a lot of power. However, Ye Xiwen could leisurely endure for a few hours or even a few days and nights without batting an eyelid. The consumption of this level of battle couldn't even keep up with the recovery speed of his Phoenix Regeneration Technique, so he naturally didn't feel any pressure.
He slowly fought all the way to the depths of the blood cloud.
It was as if he was using these blood-colored bats to practice his swordsmanship. Because these blood-colored bats weren't very strong, but their numbers were extremely large, so he could slowly comprehend all kinds of martial arts. Not only the swordsmanship, but all kinds of martial arts were at his fingertips. He wanted to deepen his understanding of martial arts to prepare for the condensation of the next martial arts incarnation.
The condensation of martial arts incarnation seemed simple, but in fact, it could only be condensed when the understanding of martial arts reached the pinnacle.
Like Jun Dingtian, he only managed to practice 3,000 swordsmanship by splitting different small paths from the swordsmanship, plus the memory of his previous life. It was simply impossible for him to truly condense 3,000 swordsmanship.
Ye Xiwen was the only one who was different. His first avatar was the fist avatar. However, his second avatar didn't intend to divide into smaller avatars from the fist avatar. Instead, he intended to directly condense other martial arts. One could well imagine the difficulty. Therefore, he hadn't succeeded until now.
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