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Although Qin Xiao's potential had been completely stimulated, it was still too difficult for him to take this step forward.
Difficult, it was indeed very difficult.
With the pressure of time, it was also difficult for him to advance by leaps and bounds.
Rumble —
The nebula had entered its final stage of eruption. The entire Starcloud Continent was surging like boiling water.
Mountains and rivers began to collapse and be destroyed. Flowers and trees withered rapidly, losing their vitality.
The nebula churned as if a demon was stirring up the world.
Emperor Qing and Ye Junhe put down their wine glasses and looked at the nebula with bitter and helpless expressions. They were already in despair.
They had indeed reached the end of the road. The next moment would be destruction. Everything would be destroyed and cease to exist.
In the face of this terrifying power, let alone them, even a Ruler would have no choice but to succumb to it.
"Sigh, this moment has finally come. Although I haven't lived for long, I have never really faced death. I wonder what it feels like to die. "Emperor Qing shook his head and took another big gulp of wine.
The surging and terrifying force rushed over. Attacked by this force, they felt like a small boat in the middle of a magnitude 12 tsunami.
They were powerless to resist. There was nothing they could do.
This feeling made Ye Junhe and Emperor Qing very uncomfortable.
They had lived for so long, but they had never encountered such a situation.
The two of them were completely engulfed by the force, as if they had fallen into a whirlpool of destruction.
Death had truly come.
At this moment, Qin Xiao was also completely engulfed by an irresistible force. It was destroying his divine body, making him powerless to resist.
This was also the first time Qin Xiao had faced death. Although he had been in a few desperate situations and faced death several times before, none of them were like this.
In the past, he had more or less been able to resist. But this time, there was no resistance at all.
The Dao of No Beginning was still stuck at the last step. There was still no way to break through.
"Looks like I'm really going to die!"
Qin Xiao could not help but have this thought in his mind. However, there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.
This resolute thought turned into a firm force that could break through all obstacles, cross the river of time, and reach the other side of the soul.
"No Beginning …"
A ray of light suddenly flashed in Qin Xiao's mind, illuminating the world in his heart.
The origin of the Dao of No Beginning became extremely clear at this moment, allowing Qin Xiao to 'see' its true essence.
Instantly, Qin Xiao became enlightened....... Everything....................... ....
Everything was clear now.
.......
The destructive power had already devoured and destroyed his God Body.
His last bit of consciousness was also annihilated. He had no way to resist.
Since he had already comprehended it, he still couldn't escape death.
.... is............................
...... But no matter how helpless he was, there was nothing he could do.
When the last trace of consciousness was destroyed, everything would cease to exist.
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Bamboo forest. A stream.
A handsome young man in his early twenties was practicing a sword. Beside him was a young girl of fifteen or sixteen. She was cute, delicate, and charming. She was as fresh as a fairy.
She was also learning from the handsome young man. The two of them practiced quite well.
But the young girl still made mistakes. The handsome young man was very patient. He taught her again and again, correcting the young girl's mistakes.
"Sister, you can't do this. The sword is about the intention and the heart, not about the form. Only having the form without intention is like having the body without the strength. Only having the intention without the heart is like having the strength without the strategy. Form, intention, and heart. Only the perfect combination of these three can produce beautiful swordsmanship. Only then can the true power of the swordsmanship be displayed. "
"This set of Fallen Leaves Swordsmanship requires the heart and the sword as one. My heart is the sword, my intention is the sword, I am the sword, and I and the sword as one. The sword is me, and I am the sword. "
Listening to the handsome young man's teachings, the young girl playfully stuck out her tongue at him. She pouted and said, "I know brother. You've said it a hundred times already. But I'm not a sword genius. I'm still young, so my cultivation will naturally be slow. "
"Hehe, I know brother is our tribe's number one youth genius, number one youth warrior, number one youth sword cultivator. But I'm not as talented as you. So brother, you don't have to worry. Wait for me to slowly cultivate. I feel that it's very, very difficult. "
Listening to the young girl's words, the handsome young man helplessly shook his head and said, "You, actually your sword cultivation talent is quite good. You just don't put too much effort into it. You're already so old, yet you still want to play. You're about to go through your coming of age ceremony. You're about to become an adult. In our world of sword cultivators, strength is respected. The way of the sword is respected. "
"It's said that a strong sword cultivator can fly with a sword. They can fly with a sword. They can live forever. They can move the nine heavens with a single thought."
At the end of his speech, the handsome young man's eyes were filled with passion, longing, and passion.
His dream was to become a strong sword cultivator. He wanted to become a sword immortal. He wanted to be able to fly with a sword. He wanted to live forever.
Sword immortal.
That was the most passionate dream in the depths of his heart.
But he also knew that this dream was too far away from him. It was so far away that it could only be a dream. It was something that could only be encountered but not sought. It was something that his heart yearned for the most.
Even if he was known as the tribe's number one youth genius and number one youth warrior, he deeply understood that he was still far from being a true genius.
So, he worked very hard since he was young. Diligence could make up for his lack of talent. He wanted to rely on a hundred times more effort than others to realize his dream.
He wanted to become the pride of the tribe. He wanted to become a sword immortal who could fly with a sword.
But now, he was still too weak. But he firmly believed that with his firefly's light, it was enough to start a prairie fire.
"Brother, what are you thinking about again?" Seeing the handsome young man in a daze, the young girl waved her hand in front of him and asked curiously.
Only then did the handsome young man come back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Come on sister, let's continue practicing the sword. If you don't have talent, you can make up for it with hard work. Brother's strength is the number one youth in our tribe. It's not because of your talent, but because you work harder than others. "
"Brother's Han River is several times more than others."
The young girl did not agree. Instead, she ran away mischievously. As she ran, she pouted at the handsome young man and said, "No, no, I don't want to. I want to rest and play."
As she spoke, the young girl had already run to the side of the stream. The handsome young man could only look helpless. After a bitter laugh, he could only give up and let the young girl do as she pleased.
"Ah!"
But soon, a sharp cry of surprise came from the young girl's mouth. The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and his face darkened. He immediately rushed to the stream.
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