Chapter 748

As Wang Siyuan was about to pass away, many karma threads of Wang Siyuan had dissipated with his death, leaving only a small portion that could be involved in the afterlife and afterlife. In Mengqi's eyes, the vast illusory starry night around him suddenly disappeared. The bright starry lines in the sky were all broken, and the densely packed feeling suddenly became clear.

The remaining small portion of karma threads were scattered and extended outwards. Among them, there were three that made Mengqi's heart palpitate and he did not dare to touch them. One was dark red and thick, filled with a feeling of chaos and madness. It connected Wang Siyuan's Dharmakaya and real spirit, flying to an unknown high place and drilling into the ever-changing strange mid-air of the clouds. Just looking at it gave Mengqi goosebumps. He felt panic and fear from the bottom of his heart. Compared to this karma thread, the Heavenly Way Monster that he saw earlier was like a firefly competing for the brilliance of the sun.

Another one was eerie and condensed with the intention of death. It was connected to the pitch-black fist of the Emperor of Feng Du that revealed the Six Dao of Reincarnation. If it touched someone, they would die on the spot. If it was someone else, they might turn into a beast, fall into hell, and become a hungry ghost. Mengqi, on the other hand, had completely disappeared because he did not have an afterlife!

There was another one that was vague and mysterious, its whereabouts unknown. Although he could sense its meaning, Mengqi's premonition from the Principles of Karma and the Arts of Eight-Nine made him instinctively afraid and did not want to touch it.

Other than these three, he could bear the rest … The colorless ancient glaze lamp in Mengqi's eyes shone brightly. Black and white were divided and continuously derived, weaving an illusory world that only belonged to karma. The Invincible Blade in his hand gently bent and slashed past Wang Siyuan, sticking the karma threads over. The dark red threads were crazy and struggled with all their might, wanting to pounce on Mengqi. The thread of death was firm and heavy, making Mengqi almost unable to move it. The Dharmakaya that waited until it left Wang Siyuan split into a net and covered Mengqi, looking for him to die in his place!

The hidden and faintly discernible one seemed normal, but when it was stuck on the Invincible Blade, it gave off a lingering feeling of horror.

At this moment, the illusory world of karma from the Dao Yi Glaze Lamp shrunk and supported Mengqi's body, making him solemn and lofty, above all karma.

The Invincible Blade turned back, and the dark red chaotic thread, Yin Qi, death net, and faintly discernible karma brushed past Mengqi one after another. Mengqi was exhausted and could not choose the weakest karma thread to bear.

Suddenly, a seemingly ordinary bright star thread floated out and stuck on Mengqi 'body.

Boom!

Scenes suddenly appeared in front of Mengqi's eyes: There was a childish child holding a counting rod and fiddling with it, with only interest in his eyes; there was a teenager standing quietly, watching his grandfather and the elders of the direct bloodline pass away, with no emotions in his eyes, as if he was indifferent; there was his first serious illness and almost died, lying on the bed with his eyes tightly shut; there was a handsome gentleman who kept coughing blood, studying the Arithmetical Classic and refining the Ancient Book without considering anything else; there was an enigmatic gentleman who wandered the Jianghu, whether it was zither or chess, looking for things and things that were beyond his calculations; there was a frail figure who flipped through ancient books, thinking about myths, and playing virtual chess; there was a white-clothed figure with a pale face, eyes burning with madness …

In an instant, the past appeared again, and Wang Siyuan's life appeared in Mengqi's mind like a fleeting shadow.

This was a life that was accompanied by loneliness and madness!

What a strange karma thread … Mengqi frowned slightly, with doubts in his heart. He had never seen such a karma thread, and did not know what he had to bear. However, at this moment, the Great Mediums were fighting, and the cave's restrictive spell could collapse at any time. It was extremely dangerous. Therefore, after he succeeded with his blade, he took a deep look at Wang Siyuan, turned his head, and walked away. His green robe swayed, and in a flash, he was out of the grave mountain.

With a slash, he floated away. This was the demeanor of a swordsman that Mengqi had dreamed of, but his mood now was indescribably heavy and uncomfortable. In his last glance, he saw that because Wang Siyuan had temporarily lost all karma, the distortion and pain on his face disappeared, as if he had broken free from the terrible thing that he had encountered before his death and returned to peace.

After calming down, his eyes opened, clear and transparent, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. Then, his Dharmakaya quickly dissipated, like an illusion.

In a short moment, Grand Wang Siyuan had completely disappeared between heaven and earth. He came like a spring dream, and left like the morning clouds, without a trace left in the world.

Grand Wang Siyuan had fallen just like that?

He wanted to die and only sought peace, and finally got what he wanted?

Mengqi closed his eyes, and without looking back, he stepped out of the ancestral hall of the Wang family.

…

Lines of karma reverberated, wanting to return to Wang Siyuan's body, but the illusion had been shattered, and the dream no longer existed. How could there be anything to rely on?

Therefore, they disappeared, and only the thick dark red karma thread was like a whip, lashing everywhere, playing out chaos and madness.

In the end, it was pulled and fell into the Ancient Town Soul Coffin.

"Heavenly Way!"

A shrill and horrifying cry came from the coffin, causing the purplish black Chaos Earth Lock to shake violently. With a clanking sound, cracks appeared, and the entire cave was covered with lines like broken glass. It seemed like the monster inside was about to jump out.

High up in the sky, the sound of the zither lingered, and the celestial will was born, diluting the dark red of the chaotic changes in the clouds. The slender and beautiful giant hand blocked above the Ancient Book, and then pressed down with five fingers, trying to forcefully take it away before it awakened.

Poof!

The two pitch-black and twisted Sword Qi that were originally slashing towards it suddenly bent, stabbing straight into the heart of the giant hand. The original evil came from the soul, and appeared in the Dharmakaya. It was extremely dangerous, and at the crucial moment, the Demonic Monarch blocked the slender giant hand.

The giant hand glowed with a sparkling luster, and with a flick of its finger, the River of Destiny appeared and contracted, swallowing many futures, leaving only one possibility.

Clang!

The Demonic Monarch's Sword Qi was directly deflected, and the hair of that slender and evil head all stood up.

"Fu Emperor!" The Emperor of Feng Du let out a low roar, and opened his pitch-black fist. His six fingers turned into six deep reincarnation passages, and connected into a vortex, covering the crystal giant hand!

The giant hand that was surrounded by the sound of the zither was actually the Fu Emperor, who had lived through the ancient times, the emperor before the Celestial Ruler!

He was actually not dead yet!

And from the tone of the Emperor of Feng Du, he seemed to have known the Fu Emperor for a long time.

Different scenes of animals, hell, evil spirits, and so on appeared, like a wheel, holding back the celestial giant hand. Seeing the situation, the Demonic Monarch once again slashed out the Taishi Demonic Sword Qi, cutting through the void and isolating the Ancient Book. In the dark red sky, the clouds changed, and the chaos turned into an irregular vortex, forming a pair of frighteningly cold eyes!

The Demonic Monarch was not afraid of this, unless the Nirvana Realm woke up and attacked directly, or else he would not even have a chance to resist. If it was really dangerous, he could still combine his six bodies into one, and display the supreme demonic might. Moreover, it was not that he had to have the Ancient Book, he just wanted to use it to balance the Claws Of The Devil. If he really could not snatch it, he could leave at the opportunity, and not be blinded by greed and fall into a dead end.

…

In the Southern Wasteland, the mountains and rivers were dangerous, but there was a sense of vitality in this place. People who practiced martial arts could be seen everywhere, and discussions could be heard everywhere. The atmosphere of martial arts was as strong as the Middle Ages.

On top of a mountain peak, Qi Zhengyan wore a green robe, with black flames burning quietly in his eyes, and the bright golden star between his eyebrows shining with the color of equality.

"Demonic Lord, the Southern Wasteland has many enlightened Apertures masters, far surpassing the Central Plains," the Hei Jia Demon Sage said respectfully, "but there is one thing that needs to be considered in advance."

"What is it?" Qi Zhengyan asked calmly.

The Hei Jia Demon Sage read the Demonic Emperor's mood, and felt that there was no problem, so he said boldly, "The matter in the Southern Wasteland has only been a few years, and the Exterior has not yet appeared in batches, so the consumption of exotic minerals and produce is not big. But in another five or ten years, there will be a terrible demand. We can bear it for a while, but not for a long time, so we need to prepare early and prepare for a rainy day."

"The world is vast, and the resources are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. For example, the vast sea of stars, there are countless exotic minerals and produce hidden in the stars. When I become a Legend, I can create things out of nothing, so I don't need to worry about resources," Qi Zhengyan said with a smile.

The Hei Jia Demon Sage was startled, "To travel in the sea of stars, you need at least a Dharmakaya."

"So, I plan to prove Dharmakaya today," Qi Zhengyan said calmly.

"Prove it today? Prove it just like that? Not suppressing the Claws Of The Devil in advance, and not guarding against the Demonic Monarch's attack? "the Hei Jia Demon Sage said in surprise.

Qi Zhengyan smiled and did not say much, "I will condense the second star, self-improvement. As long as one is self-improvement, he will grow and multiply, and the heavens will favor him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the countless mountains in the entire Southern Wasteland had spots of red light appear. It was the light of every self-improvement. They connected into a red stream, covering the mountains and plains, drowning the Southern Wasteland and dyeing the sky!

When the red stream surged, there would naturally be flags fluttering!

…

In the Tomb Mountain Grotto, the Demonic Monarch was fighting with the Emperor of Feng Du, the chaotic eyes high up in the sky and the giant hand that was suspected to be the Fu Emperor, fighting for the Ancient Book.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something, and his heart shook. He looked towards the Southern Wasteland.

Qi Zhengyan was proving Dharmakaya?

Although he still had five demonic bodies, awakening one more was equivalent to awakening ahead of time, and the damage would be great!

He suddenly shrank back, no longer looking for the Ancient Book, and planned to withdraw from the battle. But suddenly, there was a monster in front of him, a monster that was calling the Heavenly Way. The terrifying aura made him feel as if he had returned to the time when he first met the Claws Of The Devil.

The first ancestor of the Wang family?

It was only at this moment that the Demonic Monarch suddenly came to a realization. He looked down, looked at the opened Ancient Ancient Soul Coffin, and looked at the place where Wang Siyuan had been completely annihilated.

His real purpose was to lure him into the net, and create an opportunity for Qi Zhengyan to prove Dharmakaya?

No wonder he tried to cover it up, and made the matter of resistance known to everyone, attracting covetous eyes!

This was the real scheme of death!

Or perhaps, he still had a chance of survival in the Southern Wasteland?