The Five Elements Martial Spirits were stunned. They thought they would die, but they didn't expect that they would come to a strange wild planet in a blur.
Yes, in Ding Ning's eyes, it was an acupoint that contained a star, but now it had become a planet full of wild aura.
The aura of the origin was so strong that the Five Elements Martial Spirits took a deep breath with intoxication.
This was an uncivilized wild planet, where human beings had not yet been born. Only ignorant insects, ants, rats, and beasts were multiplying and living according to their primitive instincts.
"The beginning of Tao, the beginning of heaven."
The Earth Martial Spirit couldn't help blurting out.
"What do you mean?"
The Gold Martial Spirit asked curiously.
The Earth Martial Spirit realized that it had let the cat out of the bag. It glanced at the Water Martial Spirit, who also couldn't believe it. It smiled and said perfunctorily, "I mean, this is a primitive planet that breeds life, just like a newly opened world."
The Gold Martial Spirit seemed to understand, but it didn't continue to ask. Like a curious baby, it pulled the Wood Martial Spirit and couldn't wait to explore this unknown new world.
"Aren't you worried about him?"
The Fire Martial Spirit asked speechlessly when it saw their heartless appearance.
"Is it useful to worry?"
The Wood Martial Spirit asked rhetorically, which made the Fire Martial Spirit speechless for a long time. Yes, what was the use of worrying?
"Since we are here, let's take things as they come. This is the place closest to the origin of nature. It is of great benefit to us to comprehend the law. Let's take the time to comprehend the law. If we can improve our strength a little, it's a little."
The Water Martial Spirit quickly came to its senses. Although it didn't know how Ding Ning sent them here, nor did it know that this was his acupoint space, it could feel that this place had unique and convenient conditions for them to comprehend the law.
"Yes, I feel the aura of the origin. Although it is very weak, it is very pure. It is of great benefit to us to comprehend the law. If you don't want to escape under his protection every time in the future, you should improve yourself as soon as possible."
The Earth Martial Spirit's eyes flashed with a touch of grievance, and it said earnestly.
"Yes, I have to seize the time to comprehend the law and work hard to improve myself. I swear, in the future, I will never be a deserter."
The Fire Martial Spirit's face revealed a resolute expression as it spoke in a sonorous voice.
"We are his Martial Spirits, yet we let him face danger alone. We even have to rely on his protection to survive. If he dies, I will definitely avenge him."
The figure of the Wood Martial Soul was constantly changing between illusion and reality. Although it looked like Ding Ning, the voice that came out was a woman's voice.
The strangest thing was that the other Martial Souls didn't seem surprised at all, as if they already knew about it.
The Water Martial Spirit was not surprised by the gender of the Wood Martial Spirit, but she was surprised by the words of the Wood Martial Spirit. She glanced at her quietly, and a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that the Wood Martial Spirit, who had always been unassertive, had hidden so deeply. She was definitely an outsider.
But where did she come from? Pure wood-type cultivators were extremely rare in the Origin Realm. Could it be that she came from the mysterious Wood Spirit Clan?
This made the way he looked at the Fire Martial Spirit and the Gold Martial Spirit became a little strange. Now that three of the Five Elements Martial Spirits had confirmed that they were not pure Martial Spirits awakened, were these two really as pure and clean as they appeared on the surface? Perhaps they had not awakened the memories before they were reincarnated, or perhaps they had awakened, but hid it very deeply.
This made him feel a headache. He had thought that this method was unique, and no one would think of it. He didn't expect that other than the Earth Martial Spirit, there were actually other forces that used this method to bet on Ding Ning.
On.
Just as the Water Martial Spirit was in a state of confusion, in the outside world, Ding Ning was coughing up large mouthfuls of soul blood, desperately fleeing.
Reality proved that Flowing Light was not omnipotent. Under the projection of a powerhouse of the Origin Path, even if they were eight thousand feet away, just the overflowing pressure directed at him caused him to instantly suffer heavy injuries.
"Hey, you're actually not dead yet. Are you a cockroach? Your life is quite tough. "
An Ze exclaimed in surprise, his face full of ridicule.
He had originally thought that the life-saving projection his father had given him would be able to crush Ding Ning to death with its pressure. He didn't expect Ding Ning to still be alive.
But what of it? The projection hadn't really made a move, but the pressure that had locked on Ding Ning had already injured him. When the projection really made a move, he believed that this Martial Soul that had inexplicably popped out of nowhere was definitely not still alive.
Ding Ning madly ran all the way, but he was secretly complaining. His soul was only so big. Even if he escaped, where could he escape to?
How could he have imagined that An Ze actually carried the projection of a powerhouse of the Origin Path with him? If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have tried to provoke An Ze no matter what. Instead, he would have used a more sinister method to kill him.
But it was too late for regrets now. He couldn't guarantee that the acupoint star would not be discovered by An Ze, so he didn't dare to enter it for fear of being destroyed by the projection.
He could hide in his sea of consciousness, but that was too risky. After all, he wasn't sure if the black and white Tai Chi diagram had the ability to resist the projection of the Origin Path. Furthermore, An Ze already knew about the strangeness of the black and white Tai Chi diagram. With his warning, the projection probably wouldn't fall for it so easily.
Moreover, his sea of consciousness was where his life was at stake. If he really fought there and his sea of consciousness was destroyed, he would be finished.
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a way to resolve the crisis before him. The only thing he could rely on was the black and white Tai Chi diagram.
Of course, it wasn't that he hadn't thought of using the Sun Shooting Bow, but the power of an Origin Path powerhouse was just too terrifying. Just the pressure that it emitted against him had heavily injured him. He really wasn't sure if he had the chance to shoot an arrow.
The projection was very blurry, and its face couldn't be seen clearly. But looking at the direction that Ding Ning was fleeing in, it only took one step to appear beside him. A large hand grabbed at him, and the terrifying pressure made Ding Ning feel like he was stuck in a swamp. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of soul blood.
"Damn it, I'll go all out. If I can't survive, what's the point of having a sea of consciousness? Unrivaled Beneath the Heavens! "
Ding Ning had no other way out. He could only grit his teeth and fight.
It had to be said that although the old donkey had left a bad impression on Ding Ning, the Unrivaled Beneath the Heavens that he had taught him was very useful. He took a strange step forward and narrowly avoided the clone projection's grab.
After Ding Ning spat out a mouthful of soul blood, he felt his body relax. He was instantly overjoyed, and without hesitation, he took another step forward. His figure flashed like a ghost, and he instantly left the clone projection, leaping into his sea of consciousness like lightning.
An Ze, who was watching coldly from the side, secretly lamented that it was a pity. Although he had used his greatest trump card, the clone projection was not easy to obtain, and he was reluctant to waste it like this. Thus, he had not allowed the clone projection to truly launch that attack. Instead, he wanted to capture Ding Ning. That way, he could not only save his trump card, but also achieve his goal.
Unexpectedly, Ding Ning was able to escape under the pressure of the clone projection. This caused him to immediately make up his mind. This kind of disaster could not be left alive. He immediately gave the clone projection the order to kill.
After receiving the order to kill, the clone projection seemed to be activated. Its hazy and blurry figure quickly solidified, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sinister-looking, withered old man. With one step, it had already blocked the path to the sea of consciousness.
"Third Granduncle?"
An Ze saw clearly.
Elder Chu immediately cried out involuntarily. His face was brimming with gratitude, self-blame, and vexation. The gaze that he looked at Ding Ning became even more hateful.
He had never thought that the life-saving trump card his father had given him would actually be his third granduncle's clone. His third uncle was an expert ranked second in the clan in terms of Reciprocity, much more powerful than his father. It could be seen that his father had really gone all out for him this time.
It had to be said that a clone projection was not so easy to refine. It required a lot of origin energy, and this origin energy required a very long period of arduous cultivation to recover. As a result, unless it was absolutely necessary, no one would be willing to expend the origin energy they had painstakingly cultivated to refine a clone projection.
Of course, the power of a clone projection was related to how much origin energy a Reciprocity expert had poured into it. The more origin energy poured into it, the more powerful the projection would be. On the other hand, the less origin energy poured into it, the weaker the projection would be.
However, his third granduncle's clone projection was actually able to condense into a solid form. He must have expended a lot of origin energy to refine it. The origin energy he had expended could not be replenished without eight to ten years of hard work. It could be seen that his father had placed great hopes on him this time. How could he not feel moved and blame himself?
If he could kill this martial soul with some strange abilities, why would he need to use his third granduncle's precious clone projection? It was like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife. As a result, he obviously hated Ding Ning even more.
Ding Ning immediately felt like he had fallen into an icy valley when he saw the clone projection turn into a solid form and block the path to his sea of consciousness. He twisted in the air without even thinking, turning around and fleeing.
Although the clone projection had no consciousness, it was controlled by An Ze. With a single movement, it appeared in front of Ding Ning once again.
A terrifying pressure spread out, and Ding Ning spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it all over the clone projection's head and face.
"Third granduncle, you damned bastard …"
An Ze respected his third granduncle like a god. Seeing that Ding Ning had sprayed blood all over his third granduncle's head and face, he immediately cursed in exasperation.
However, he did not notice the strange smile that appeared on Ding Ning's lips. He had done it on purpose. From the moment An Ze cried out 'third granduncle', he realized that this third granduncle must be a great figure in An Ze's eyes.
Moreover, he could already see that the doppelganger projection did not have any self-awareness, and each and every move was under An Ze's control. If he wanted to escape into the sea of consciousness under the obstruction of the projection, he had to first mess up An Ze's mind.
Therefore, he deliberately sprayed blood all over the projection's head and face. Taking advantage of An Ze's moment of anger, he turned into a stream of light and entered the sea of consciousness without stopping.
It was unknown whether An Ze was confused because of his concern or because he had absolute confidence in the projection. He did not care about Ding Ning escaping into the sea of consciousness at all. In his opinion, other than the strange black and white Taichi diagram in the sea of consciousness, nothing else could obstruct the projection.
Even if it was the black and white Taichi diagram, An Ze did not think that it could pose any threat to his third granduncle's projection. Therefore, with the mood of a cat playing with a mouse, he strode behind the projection and swaggered into the sea of consciousness.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the sea of consciousness, a terrifying suction suddenly came, causing the projection to involuntarily fly towards the black and white Taichi diagram.
"Come back!"
An Ze immediately turned pale with fright. In his anxiety, he forgot to command his mind and shouted.
The projection received the order, and a powerful pressure erupted from his body. He stabilized his body in the air and fought against the suction from the black and white Taichi diagram. For a moment, no one could do anything to the other, and it became a stalemate.
"How is this possible? Didn't you say that you would be fine as long as you don't get close to that strange thing? "
An Ze shouted in disbelief.
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