From time to time, pools of blood appear on the purple-gold "earth", which are the remains of blood spattered from wounds.
Even if Xuan Que fell for a long time, most of the essence, blood and energy in the corpse were also extracted.
But the aura of energy and blood emanating from it was still as strong and hot as a blazing furnace, so Mo Yang had to use his cultivation to resist it.
Mo Yang stood on the edge of the sinkhole, his powerful consciousness covering a hundred miles radius, scanning the entire sinkhole carefully, looking for the opportunity to attract and destroy the black chess piece.
But he searched for a quarter of an hour, scanning every inch of space inside and outside the sinkhole, but still couldn't find it.
Mo Yang frowned slightly, thinking for a moment, then pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows, and the black chess piece of destruction, shining with black luster, came out of the sea of consciousness and floated above his head.
The moment the black chess piece appeared, an artistic conception that seemed to destroy everything in the world enveloped the area, faintly weakening the majesty exuded by the corpse.
Mo Yang's mind sank into destroying the black chess piece, wanting to find the connection that he had sensed before, so as to find that opportunity.
With the magnitude of destroying Black Chess, his soul perception ability suddenly increased several times.
This time, he clearly felt a familiar yet obscure aura, which was similar to but slightly different from the Mystery of Destruction.
Mo Yang's body moved, and he crossed more than ten feet in one step, and soon entered the sinkhole, which was comparable to the magical power of shrinking into an inch.
In the sinkhole, the charred flesh and blood was like a ten thousand-foot cliff, bottomless. Purple-gold lines that fit the way of space were all over the place, and a faint dao charm permeated the air. However, the purpose of Mo Yang's trip was not it.
Mo Yang's figure appeared somewhere in the tiankeng, and his eyes fell on a chaotic divine pattern about ten feet long that was different from the purple and gold patterns in front of him. It was from it that he felt the mysterious aura.
The divine object is hidden from view!
If it weren't for the existence of Destruction Black Chess, maybe Mo Yang wouldn't be able to find this chaotic divine pattern at all.
Because the aura of this divine pattern is completely obscured by the blood aura and coercion of the corpse itself, no warrior's spiritual consciousness will be able to find it unless they come here in person.
"Is this it?"
Mo Yang carefully observed the surrounding environment to prevent sneak attacks by entities similar to blood beasts and resentful spirits.
After a moment, after confirming that there was no living being in the sinkhole except him, Mo Yang used his spiritual consciousness to look forward, and he felt the presence of an aura that was similar to the mystery of destruction, but more advanced and mysterious.
If he can fully understand the mystery, then his understanding of the mystery of destruction will be improved by several levels, and his combat power will also be greatly improved.
boom!
As soon as Mo Yang's divine consciousness fell on the chaotic divine pattern, a roar suddenly sounded in the depths of his soul. Having fused the three souls and seven souls to form the Yang God, he fell into a coma without any resistance.
The chaotic divine pattern lit up, blooming with a faint luster, exuding a powerful aura of rules that even the secret of destruction on the black chess piece of destruction could not resist.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yang slowly regained consciousness, but he found that he had turned into a seed and was buried in the fertile soil, and his all-powerful strength had disappeared.
In disbelief, Mo Yang quickly tried to communicate with the body and destroy the black chess, but it had no effect at all, as if his consciousness was really trapped in a seed.
Realizing this, Mo Yang quickly calmed down and began to think about why he turned into a seed.
"Is it the reason for that divine pattern? As soon as my consciousness fell into it, I fell into a coma, and when I woke up, I became what I am now.
Is this just a fantasy? Or am I really reincarnated as a seed? "
After a few days, the seed where Mo Yang was located finally began to take root and sprout, trying hard to absorb sunlight, water, and nutrients from the soil, growing step by step.
But Mo Yang was like a passer-by, unable to interfere with the growth of the seed at all, and could only watch quietly inside its body.
After decades of wind, rain, cold winters and scorching heat, the original seed has turned into a towering giant tree hundreds of feet high, surrounded by a rich aura of life that is completely opposite to the mystery of destruction he has understood.
Suddenly, one day in a violent storm, a bolt of thunder with divine power cut the giant tree in half. The violent energy raged on the giant tree, and the trunk turned into charcoal. The breath of life continued to weaken and became extremely weak.
"The breath of destruction!"
Mo Yang, who was conscious in the giant tree, felt the same way, as if he was also bombarded by natural thunder, and he immediately felt the destructive power contained in the thunder.
Feeling the remaining vitality on the giant tree being eroded bit by bit by the remaining power of destruction, Mo Yang's understanding of the rules of destruction deepened.
Finally, the last trace of life force in the giant tree was wiped out, but Mo Yang, who had originally guessed that his consciousness had been able to return to his true body, was still trapped in the blackened trunk of the tree.
At this moment, something bad arose in Mo Yang's heart, "I won't be trapped in this tree trunk forever."
In Mo Yang's anxiety, time passed quickly, and several years passed in the blink of an eye. The cold winter was gone, and early spring was coming, and it was another season of recovery for all things.
The giant tree that was scorched black by lightning actually pulled out a bud, and a breath of life that was weaker than the surrounding weeds was born from this giant tree that Mo Yang thought was dead.
It turned out to be a dead tree!
Mo Yang's consciousness had already awakened, and he stared blankly at the emerald green shoots on the charred torso, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.
"Life... and...destruction..."
"Life is the source of all things, and destruction is the end of all things. The two are opposed to each other... "
"What else..."
Mo Yang thought hard, trying to combine destruction with life, but he still couldn't grasp the spiritual light and enter a state of enlightenment.
The charred giant tree did not stop sprouting because of Mo Yang's thoughts. One bud after another dispersed the aura of death and destruction, and life came again.
Year after year, the dead tree turns into spring, just like before, it strives to grow upwards, trying to become a towering ancient tree again. At the same time, various hardships and natural disasters continue to fall on it.
Fierce flames, extreme cold, meteorites…
The giant tree was destroyed again and again, and its vitality was wiped out, but it recovered every time, growing tenaciously, constantly reincarnating between destruction and rebirth.
Mo Yang's mind was shaken. After going through reincarnations again and again, he finally caught the clue and fell into enlightenment.
"Short-term destruction is for rebirth. Its root is life. Everything is for life..."
"Life and destruction are two sides of the same body. When there is life, there is death. Life and death merge..."
boom!
A loud noise sounded deep in Mo Yang's soul, and he embarked on a new path, the path of life and death!
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