I really need to think about it. With this thought in mind, Fang Xing sank into the Realm of Consciousness.
At this moment, the Realm of Consciousness had undergone another great change. Compared to before, it could be said that the world had been turned upside down …
The cultivation of the Sea of Infinite Sorrow had returned to this Realm of Consciousness, causing the Source of the Realm of Consciousness to become several times stronger. This kind of increase in foundation was still going on. As Fang Xing walked in this Realm of Consciousness, he could feel a strange feeling. This was because even he had never thought that so many changes could occur in the Realm of Consciousness in such a short period of time. The changes even made people feel that those with lower cultivation could no longer distinguish whether this was the Realm of Consciousness or the Vast Thousand Realms. At first glance, the mountains and rivers were picturesque, the sky was boundless, the Immortal Qi was dense, and the aura was real. This was simply a real world, with its own will and rhythm!
And in the center of this Realm of Consciousness, there was no trace of the Sea of Infinite Sorrow.
Fang Xing lowered his head and saw that in the center of the Realm of Consciousness, there was a large lake. The lake water was filled with demonic Qi and was rising. However, the demonic Qi that came out of the lake immediately turned into dense Immortal Qi and entered the Realm of Consciousness. Next to the lake, there was a strong and ancient pine with its branches facing the sky. It looked like a person who was unwilling and desperate. Next to the ancient pine stood a handsome man with his hands clasped behind his back. It seemed that he had been standing there for a long time and would continue to stand there …
Emperor Flow!
The opportunists in this strange pagoda were actually guarding this ancient pine tree, as if they were waiting for something!
Fang Xing saw him but ignored him. He just walked past him and walked towards the other side of the large lake. Under his feet, the changes in this Realm of Consciousness were endless, and it felt as if the changes had reached the extreme. However, in his perception, this Realm of Consciousness was still filled with Immortal Qi as the large lake continued to evaporate. This also caused this Realm of Consciousness to feel full, like a sheepskin raft that had reached the extreme and was close to a perfect state …
"The Twelve Sacrifices of the Ancestral Wizard is such a crude and simple cultivation method …"
Fang Xing walked in the spiritual world as he looked up at the sky and down at the ground. He muttered to himself with a sigh, "The Immortal Dao resources obtained from the Six Demon Heavens were all sacrificed to Infinite Sorrow Sea. Then, with the collapse of his Dao foundation, they were all returned to the Heaven and Earth. This also allowed the sacrificial power to return to my spiritual world, severing 18 lives in one go. And with the collapse of the Heavens of Great Doom and the augmentation of the Grand Supreme Dao, I've severed another 15 lives …"
"Sixty-three …"
"Sixty-three of the eighty-one lives have been severed …"
When he said this number that was enough to shock everyone, there was no joy in his voice, only endless sighs and sorrow. "Has it really come to the time to make a choice? Has the growth of this world of consciousness finally reached a limit? "
"That's right. You are getting closer and closer to the number of nine returning to one!"
A calm voice sounded in Fang Xing's ears. The strange pagoda had unknowingly flown in front of him. However, what was different from before was that this strange pagoda was floating in mid-air. The pagoda was enshrouded in a dense purple aura, and there were countless figures appearing on the pagoda. Among them, there was a handsome man with a head full of white hair and an aura that was as deep as the abyss. There was also a giant man with a beheaded head, an elderly scholar holding a scroll in his hand, a beautiful woman with a sinister expression, and even a demon that could change its appearance without rhyme or reason …
Not all of them Fang Xing had seen before, but he could roughly guess their origins. The only one he could recognize was the handsome man with a head full of white hair, which was the illusion of the Skyscraping Devil. The beheaded giant was the illusion when he comprehended the Samadhi True Fire. The elderly scholar was the Unknown Immortal. The illusion of the Yin Yang Fiendmirror and the demon that could change without reason should be related to his experience in the Northern Demon Land. In addition, there was an old man with a face like orange peel and skin like a newly peeled eggshell, which should be related to the "heart" that the little princess of Yaochi had left in his body. Perhaps, this was the soul of an ancient peach tree?
There was also a slender man in green. When Fang Xing looked at him, his eyes were slightly stunned. Was that the Nine-tailed Fox King?
Even Fang Xing himself did not know that so many big shots who had passed by him had left their imprints in his world of consciousness!
"Do you need us to introduce ourselves?"
The Unknown Immortal held a scroll in his hand and asked for Fang Xing's opinion.
"There's no need. After all, you're the same kind of people, aren't you?"
Fang Xing was a little curious at first, but when he heard the Unknown Immortal's words, he felt lazy and asked in a low voice.
The Skyscraping Devil said indifferently, "That's right. We're all people who made the same choice!"
Fang Xing looked up at them and wanted to say something, but he was discouraged and did not say a word in the end.
The phantom above the strange tower remained silent and did not speak for a long time. The atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.
After a long time, Fang Xing sighed and looked at the Skyscraping Devil's face. He smiled bitterly and said, "You could have killed the Sea of Infinite Sorrow yourself, but you had to teach me to use that method to deal with him. You must be telling me the importance of taking that step, right? In the end, that old devil's comprehension was limited and he couldn't take the most crucial step, so he ended up killing himself. As for me, although my Supreme Realm of Consciousness is much stronger than his, after this battle, I've also reached my limit … "
"That's right!"
The Heavenly Demon said calmly, "We haven't walked the path of the Taishang Dao, but we can learn from others, and we can also discuss it with you. The Taishang Realm of Consciousness is actually your cultivation. As long as you don't reach the realm of nine returning to one, the endurance of the Taishang Realm of Consciousness will be limited. Now, you've severed sixty-three lives, and it's time for you to break through the realm of six nine and enter the realm of seven nine Celestial Kings. Only when your Dao heart is steady and your heart is in harmony with heaven can you take that step, but … the tribulation of your Dao heart hasn't passed yet!"
"When you were in the Great Scarlet Sky, you told me about the Dao heart's Tribulation. Was it referring to my current choice?"
Fang Xing raised his head and looked at them.
"You can say that!"
The Skyscraping Devil said indifferently, "In the grand scheme of things, there are countless changes in the Dao heart, and in the grand scheme of things, it's just a choice!"
"Those sides are all very good, but I don't want to choose any of them!"
Fang Xing's answer was very straightforward, and even carried a hint of anger, as if he had said it deliberately.
But the Skyscraping Devil was not surprised at all. "We already knew that!"
"Hmph …"
Fang Xing laughed sarcastically, obviously unwilling to believe him.
The unknown immortal sighed softly and said, "In fact, when you comprehended a perfect Dao heart in the Great Void Immortal King's Three Heavenly Tomes, we knew that such a day would come. Now, those sides are all asking for your choice. It's reasonable for you to choose any side, but if you choose, you won't be able to pass the Dao heart's Tribulation. Because you also know that when there's a choice, there's a sacrifice. No matter which side you choose, you'll break your Dao heart, and your cultivation will vanish like smoke in thin air …"
Fang Xing's eyes flickered a few times, and then dimmed.
He already had this premonition in his heart, but hearing the unknown immortal say it still made him feel very heavy.
"Then I won't choose anyone. I'll play by myself and help them kill the three Immortal Emperors first. After all, that's what they all want to do!"
Fang Xing pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said coldly.
"If that's what you think, you wouldn't have come to us of your own accord!"
The beheaded immortal held his own head in his arms, and it was that head that was laughing coldly. "Killing the three Immortal Emperors is naturally something that all the worlds need to work together to accomplish. But what happens after that? The ship will still capsize, and the ship is already in tatters. It can't hold so many people. When that time comes, who do you plan to keep on this ship, and who do you plan to disembark? Or should I say, you'll just retire and not care who gets disembarked, and let them kill each other on this broken ship? "
"What you're doing isn't a perfect ending. Instead, you're abandoning everyone!"
This last sentence was like a bolt of lightning from the sky, instantly causing Fang Xing's face to wither …
"So … so I shouldn't care about their lives?"
His face was a little pale, and for the first time in his life, he didn't speak so confidently. His voice was a little shaky. "I should have let them fend for themselves from the beginning. I'll live my own life, and you guys will live yours. Whether they die or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"Speaking of which, it's good!"
The immortal's words rendered Fang Xing speechless. "But even if you do it ten thousand times, you still won't be able to do it!"
This time, Fang Xing was really silent. He was silent for a long time and didn't say anything. He just felt so depressed that he had nowhere to vent.
"Then … is there really no other way for me to go?"
When he said this last sentence, he looked as if he had been haggard for ten thousand years.
At this moment, the Heavenly Demon's words were like a sharp sword that pierced his heart. "You still have a choice, or rather, your only choice. Follow your Dao Heart and let everything have a perfect ending, an unbiased ending …"
Fang Xing suddenly raised his head. "What?"
The Heavenly Demon said, "The path of the Supreme Path!"
Fang Xing's eyes instantly lit up, and he looked coldly at the Heavenly Demon.
At this moment, the Heavenly Demon's expression was calm. He didn't look at him at all, as if he didn't feel his gaze.
"That is the only path that you don't have to make a choice, the only path that can prevent them from killing each other in the future, and the blood will flow like a river. It is also the only path that can allow this ship to continue moving forward, and finally reach the other side …"
Only the immortal's deafening voice sounded at this moment. "Cut off longevity, and push for reincarnation!"
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