That feeling was indescribable.
The huge palace itself did not change. It was still in its original position and appearance, but it gave off a feeling that something had changed.
Even Yan Li himself was not aware of that subtle change, let alone Lone Eagle.
But they all knew that some kind of change had taken place.
Just as Yan Li's Tianling acupoint shone, Lone Eagle had already reacted. He immediately clamped Yan Li's mouth and gathered more power of the dead into his body, trying to cut off his last lifeline.
When the strong power of the dead poured into his body, Yan Li should have lost consciousness. He had a strong intuition that if he lost consciousness at this time, all his hard work would be in vain.
That would be equivalent to death.
But the strong desire to survive could not resist the endless death energy pouring into his body.
In the end, his consciousness was unable to resist, and he sunk into the abyss.
But at this time, something incredible happened.
The Soul Devouring Butterfly larvae that Yan Li had temporarily forgotten just now suddenly remembered by him. When he thought about it, he found that his head was about to explode from the pain. But thanks to this pain, his consciousness was once again pulled back to the present world.
The next moment, the Sword Master let out a clear sword cry.
The palace suddenly poured down a huge amount of Star Source's power like the Milky Way.
The power was so strong that it was like thousands of tons of water smashed down. The dead around Yan Li were suddenly smashed into powder, and Lone Eagle was forced to retreat.
He looked at this scene in horror and gritted his teeth, "Damn it!"
After that, no matter how he tried to rush over, he was bounced back by the invisible force field.
He knew that the process of empowerment was irreversible. He gritted his teeth and continued to release more shadow monsters in his body. His body became more and more deformed.
Yan Li woke up at the last moment. The moment the Star Source's power entered his body, the Green Lotus Sword Song was activated again. The pain in his head gradually stopped and then became almost non-existent.
But then there was a burst of pain that made his face almost distorted, and he screamed out on the spot.
Trillions of star power poured into his body in one breath. His flesh and blood were instantly damaged and then reconstructed. His meridians and organs were also damaged and reconstructed to varying degrees.
What was even more frightening was the bones. The bones were ground into powder and then solidified to form new bone marrow.
This was the second comprehensive body forging of a cultivator, as well as the last.
The more Star Source Energy that was absorbed during the infusion, the better the effects of body forging.
What was even more frightening was that the palace didn't change at all after the Star Source Power was cast down. From its quality to its shape, it was still the same.
At the same time, the Primal Chaos Heaven and Earth also changed.
At the moment when the Star Power was infused, the Five-colored Rainbow Bridge was smashed to pieces. Only the Divine Gate, which had been tempered by the Taibai Sword Sutra, could accommodate such a huge amount of Star Power. Otherwise, the entire Chaotic World might be smashed together with the Five-colored Rainbow Bridge.
What followed was the high-altitude and low-altitude clouds. At this moment, the obstacles on the path from the Divine Gate to the Source Sea were completely smashed, and the star power fell directly into the dried-up Source Sea.
After about an incense stick of time, Yan Li slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was light and full of strength. His body, which had been repeatedly injured, was now completely healed, and he didn't feel the slightest pain.
He twisted his body and heard crackling sounds like beans being fried. Looking inside the Source Sea, he saw that the Chaotic World had been renewed.
First, the Five-colored Rainbow Bridge had disappeared, replaced by a beam of light that shone from the Divine Gate into the Source Sea. This light was like the rising sun, illuminating a large area of the Chaotic World.
The Source Sea became increasingly vast and boundless, and it was a pure sky-blue color. The surface of the sea rippled from time to time because a breeze occasionally swept in from outside the Divine Gate.
The infusion was finally completed.
The next step was the formation of the Law Domain.
According to what he had learned in Jixia Academy, he had to ensure that he thoroughly understood the technique at this moment. Only then could the Law Domain he created fully display the power of the technique.
Had he completely understood it?
After the danger just now, he was a little uncertain.
"Is it over …" Lone Eagle's voice sounded.
Yan Li opened his eyes and looked around, only to find that the area within a few miles was completely the world of the dead. After searching for a while, he found traces of Lone Eagle.
At this moment, Lone Eagle was even more terrifying than the dead around him. The veins on his face were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were dry and cracked. However, they were not bright red, but a kind of demonic black-gray.
His body was enshrouded in an ominous black gas, and a shadow was riding on him, as if it was a demon that could pull him into an endless abyss at any time.
"Die!" Lone Eagle screamed.
The dead pounced on him.
Yan Li stretched out his hand and beckoned, Li Ya fell back into his hand. He waved it lightly, and with a flash of the sword light, all the dead in the area in front of him in the shape of a fan silently turned into powder.
Looking inside the Chaotic World, the Source Sea was calm.
The sword strike just now did not rely on the power of the Stellar Source. Just ordinary sword Qi had created an effect comparable to a Law Technique.
What if he used a Law Technique?
His left hand formed a sword with his fingers, and with a "chi la" sound of thunder, a running thunder sword shot out, the target was Lone Eagle. Wherever the sword technique passed, everything was annihilated into ashes, leaving a ditch that was five feet deep.
After an unknown number of dead fearlessly pounced on him, the running thunder sword was finally dissolved.
Those that disintegrated turned into finer particles and merged into the earth.
Lone Eagle looked at this scene with a blank expression, scratched his neck, and left a glaring bloodstain. "So what if you have the Blessing … Yan Li, I will let you know where the gap between us is!"
As soon as his voice fell, the dead became restless. In the terrible roar, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and soon a completely enclosed space was built within a range of about fifty steps from Yan Li.
The gray mist immediately enveloped this space.
Yan Li suddenly could not sense the real name and the power of the Stellar Source outside, and his heart sank.
Without the help of the real name and the power of the Stellar Source, how was he going to build his own Law Domain?
He raised his sword and slashed. The sword light shot out, but it did not have the same destructive effect as before, as if it had been knocked down to the mortal world. This sword light entered the mist, and there was no more sound.
"This is the essence of my life's cultivation," Lone Eagle said coldly, "the highest secret of the Lifeless Prison. In this space, I am the master, you should be proud to be able to force me to use my last trump card! "
Yan Li did not give up, and sent out twelve sword lights in a row, but they were like stones sinking into the sea.
Suddenly, he felt a chill under his feet. Looking down, the cold mist had unknowingly condensed into a kind of black water, and spread out in this space.
Touching the soles of his feet through his boots, he felt as if his entire foot had lost all feeling.
He made a prompt decision, using the Separation Cliff to draw a circle, the sword light penetrated the surrounding soil, and forcefully pried up a layer of the ground. Then he took out the Thousand Possibility Box and quickly changed its shape, turning it into an iron tent, erected in the open space.
The black water spread over, but was first blocked by the tent.
Yan Li stood on top of the tent, and continued to send out sword lights, trying to find the secret of this space.
"So it's the Thousand Possibility Box, you're lucky. But, the more you struggle, the faster you die. " Lone Eagle let out a cold laugh, "The difference in cultivation determines the outcome, you will find that all your resistance is futile."
Yan Li quickly realized that his opponent was not trying to scare him, because every time he sent out a sword light, the black water spread faster, and soon reached his knees.
Once the black water filled the entire space, he believed that would be the moment he would be buried here forever.
At this time, he suddenly remembered something.
During the battle of Lihen Heaven, he gave up on resisting, embraced the curse completely, and used all his strength to kill Gongsun Boyue.
Compared to Lone Eagle's strength, it was pure luck that his attack was able to achieve its effect.
Perhaps, the attack of that young Taoist was the reason why he was able to kill Gongsun Boyue.
Thinking about it carefully, the most terrifying thing about Lone Eagle was not his strength, but his endless tricks. He was able to force people into a corner again and again.
If not for the God Binding Ring, he would not have been able to hold on until now.
Thinking about it carefully, every time he challenged someone of a higher level, there was actually an element that could not be ignored. It was either an external force or a curse, depending on the strength of the opponent, sometimes it was impossible to do without either.
Now that the curse was isolated, he did not know where to find external forces, could it really be over?
He took a few deep breaths.
Then he found that the air was getting thinner, and it was easy to hallucinate when it was stuffy.
He found that he was in a place of death.
This place of death was different from the Death Realm.
As far as the eye could see, it was filled with deathly silence and cold, and the ground was covered with scars that were like natural chasms, silently telling the story of what was known as "tragic".
Further out, there were corpses of ghosts and monsters, there seemed to be no less than hundreds of thousands of them.
Some of the corpses still exuded an aura that made him shudder, they were existences that could crush him with a flip of a hand, but now he was one of the hundreds of thousands of corpses.
There was nothing left once he was dead.
"Bai Kongxue … I'm going to tear you into pieces …"
A terrifying being whose shape could not be seen clearly in the sky let out an earth-shattering roar.
There were seven others whose shapes could not be seen clearly either, but their eyes could be seen.
Their eyes were filled with monstrous hatred.
Such monstrous hatred shot toward him in one fell swoop.
Yan Li woke up with a start and hurriedly breathed inwardly, only to find that the black water had reached his chest. Only his head could move.
What was that?
In the face of such a hopeless situation, his mind was still recalling the hallucination just now.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that his left hand was clutching the Dragon God Ring tightly.
Before he was drowned, his hand had already grabbed the Dragon God Ring.
He seemed to understand something and murmured in a low voice.
"All things regard themselves as gods. Sword aura penetrates the underworld, sword intent penetrates the subtleties, sword dao penetrates the gods, and above the world … "
Once again, the surroundings were replaced by a tragic battlefield.
Next to the unknown being in the sky were the millions of the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons. However, unlike what he usually saw, they all had flesh and blood and were real, living beings.
Reflected in their eyes, which were filled with anger and hatred, was a woman in clothes whiter than snow.
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