Yang Pan's words immediately caused the crowd's imagination to run wild.
Before the fourth generation leader of the Central World, Evil had left, he'd said that he would excavate the Tomb of the Hundred Saints and dig out the bones of the Hundred Saints of Philosophers to refine into puppets. No one knew if this was true or not, but it couldn't be ignored.
Hong Yi in particular couldn't be ignored.
He'd inherited the orthodoxy of the Hundred Saints of Philosophers, so how could he sit back and watch as these people took away the bones of the Hundred Saints of Philosophers and refined them into powerful puppets? Not only was this blasphemy, but it could also increase one's strength by an unknown amount.
The strength of the Hundred Saints of Philosophers was no different from the Dhyana of the Daizen Temple. Some of them were even more powerful than the Dhyana, such as the Son of Brahma who wrote the Brahma Sutra of the Six Paths and refined the Brahma Wheel. If the Sons of Brahma were all refined into puppets, the hundreds of powerful puppets would be like the kings of the Rage Gods. If they were all connected into a formation, not even Hong Yi would be able to withstand it.
"The Hundred Saints of Philosophers must be in the Land of Origin. As for whether they're dead or not, that's still a mystery. Perhaps they're willing to seek the Dao in the morning and die in the evening for some reason. Or perhaps they're connected to offer their Essence Qi to something, or to fulfill some wish or forge something, just like my Otherworld Bridge … "
Hong Yi waved his hand, and everyone sat down, immediately concealing all traces.
The battle with Evil had attracted the attention of many powerful beings from all directions. Their divine senses swept over slightly. It wasn't that Hong Yi was afraid of these beings, but he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Even in the Land of Origin, Hong Yi's cultivation was enough to dominate the world. Unless the ancient Yang God was still alive, they would definitely be no match for him in a one-on-one fight.
But there were enough ants to kill an elephant. There didn't need to be many, just ten. If ten figures like the fourth generation leader Evil joined forces to set up a formation and expended a thousand years of cultivation to unleash the Soul Fission mystique, it would be enough to seriously injure Hong Yi and make it difficult for him to recover.
Hong Yi knew that there were probably more than ten powerful beings like Evil in the Land of Origins.
What was more worrisome was whether the Central World's people, Xu Yi, and the seven ministers had contacted someone like Evil. If they did, it would be difficult to deal with them.
Moreover, he did not know if the Monogatari would find the remains of Tai Chi and the thoughts of Yang Spirit, and then comprehend the Yang Spirit Realm. Would Hong Xuanji, the Immortal God King, and Yang Pan bring the Boat of Good Fortune to Daoist Creation's remains and obtain many of his remains, allowing their magic power to greatly increase?
"Hong Xuanji, this person is an unparalleled prodigy. Although I purposely let him go, it's still not enough. I made him come to the Land of Origin in order to obtain Daoist Creation's legacy. The current situation is still under my control … 'Many thoughts flashed through Hong Yi's mind.
"By the way, Yi, who is this person?" Arachnida Gigantea asked.
"He's the fourth-generation leader of the Central World. His name is Evil, and he's a very famous person." Hong Yi explained Evil's identity.
"Evil? So it's the root of all evil! Such a person … this is an ancient legend. "The Young Marshal was shocked. Even with his cultivation, his eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.
"The root of all evil …" Wu Zun and the others swallowed hard, as if they had swallowed a fly.
'Evil' once had a title, and it was the 'source of all evil'. From this, one could see how powerful and vicious it was. It was invincible. Moreover, it was able to refine zen into a puppet and escape from Hong Yi. This was sufficient to display its strength.
"By the way, Hong Yi, that Evil's Digging Heart actually pierced through your body. What dao technique was that? As an Immemorial God King, I know all kinds of dao techniques, yet I've never seen such a dao technique or martial art? Which sect or sect is this from? "
Godly King Gouli asked again.
The "Soul Fission, Flesh Fusion" that Evil had just performed was too unconventional, and its power was unbelievably great.
"That mystique just now is the Soul Fission and Flesh Fusion that I've never seen before. Compared to traditional dao techniques that burn one's soul, it's even more powerful. This dao technique is no small matter. Like the Book of Changes, it's a creation that broke through the restrictions of tradition. I'm sure that this isn't any dao technique or martial art passed down from the primordial era. It must have been created by someone, just like the Book of Changes. I've also calculated that if this divine art is used, the soul of a Creator will be able to easily kill an expert who has condensed his fist intent to the point of materialization. "
Hong Yi's gaze swept across the Young Marshal, Wu Zun, Li Fu, Yan Yang, and Northstar. These five peak Human Immortals had condensed fist intent to the point of corporeal. They were experts that had almost reached the Flesh Derivation Realm. (Although the Enduring Monk is a peak Human Immortal, he's still a little lacking.)
"What I mean is that none of you have reached the Flesh Derivation Realm. If low-level creators like Tang Hailong, Fangyuan, and Li Feiyu could master the Soul Fission technique, they would be able to kill all of you! And the price they'll pay is to devolve to six tribulations. "
His words caused everyone to shiver.
"Who created this dao technique and martial art? How could it surpass everything? I'm sure that even the primordial Yang God wouldn't have been able to create this dao technique. "
Godly King Gouli said with lingering fear.
If she had fought with Evil just now, she would probably be dead by now. Even if she didn't die, she would be half-dead.
Only an expert like Hong Yi, who could shatter vacuum, wouldn't be hurt. Even so, her heart had still been dug out by the fourth generation leader, Evil! How terrifying was that?
"This kind of Mystique is an epochal dao technique revolution. I dare say that this wasn't created by Evil. Even if the leaders of the Central World joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to create it. It should be the result of the combined wisdom of the Hundred Saints of the Middle Ages. This Mystique has now fallen into the hands of the Central World."
Hong Yi paused between each word. Although it was a guess and a deduction, it was resolute as if it was the truth.
In fact, what he said wasn't far from the truth. The current him could already see through all futures. Apart from the minuscule futures that were intentionally hidden by Yang God experts and some obstructions, there were no other problems.
"The collective wisdom of the Hundred Saints, epochal Mystique dao technique …" When everyone heard Hong Yi's words, including Godly King Gouli, they all felt like they were looking at a great mountain.
Although the strength of the Hundred Sages was most likely inferior to Godly King Godly King Godly Li at his peak, and their seniority was also much lower than Godly King Godly Li, but they had created an epoch-changing divine art. Such a terrifying divine art was something that others couldn't help but admire.
"From this, it can be seen that many years ago, the Hundred Saints did indeed come to the Lands of Origin. Moreover, they gathered together to study and comprehend something together. "He created something epochal.... The fusion of flesh and blood and the fission of souls are just one of many things.... If my speculations are correct, the most precious thing in the Genesis Land is the legacy of the Hundred Sages, not the Yang Divinity will or the Saint-Emperor's legacy."
"The Hundred Saints were so powerful, so why didn't they achieve Yang God?" Chan Yinsha asked.
"Perhaps some achieved Yang God, or perhaps not. However, their efforts were all used to create Mystiques or to fulfill a great dream. In the eyes of the Hundred Saints, the Yang God is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to fulfill one's own dream." When Hong Yi said this, his thoughts seemed to connect with the thoughts of the Hundred Saints in the depths of the Lands of Origin.
"Then what do we do now? Flesh fusion and soul fission, these two Mystiques are too terrifying … "The young marshal said with some lingering fear.
After all, even Hong Yi's heart had been dug out. Although it hadn't caused any harm, his defenses had still been breached, let alone the others.
"That's nothing." Hong Yi was silent for a while before saying, "In my eyes, no Mystique has any secrets. In the face of the Dao of Change, there are even fewer secrets. Even if I don't have the Future Master, I can still deduce the secrets of these two Mystiques and pass them on to you. However, before that, let me see where the Boat of Fortune is through Hong Xuanji's mind. "
After saying this, Hong Yi calmly sat down and hid himself. His eyes flickered, and there were many runes within them. In the end, they formed an image. It was the Boat of Good Fortune.
At this time, the huge Boat of Fortune was also traveling somewhere in the Lands of Origin.
"Your Majesty, I feel it …" Hong Xuanji, who was standing at the bow of the boat, suddenly opened his eyes and said to Yang Pan.
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