"Boom..."
A terrifying sight, a shocking scene.
It was clearly dusk, but another bright sun seemed to have risen in the sky, illuminating thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The golden light was dazzling, and people could vaguely see a figure on a long, gleaming knife.
But then a black dot bloomed, and then continued to expand, like a tiger, swallowing up the Hao Sun in one bite. Not only that, even the original moonlight in the sky was swallowed up.
A finger as white as jade, like a jade onion, gently tapped out from the darkness and stamped on Wang Dong's forehead.
Obviously I couldn't feel any power, but everything was shattered, the sky knife flew away, and thousands of miles of beautiful buildings were wiped out.
"No... Young Master." With a tear falling, Nu Xi rose into the sky, but her martial soul was completely suppressed and fell heavily to the ground.
"Roar!"
Two figures soared into the sky. Zi Yi and Dao Hun instantly rushed into the sky that seemed to be in chaos, but they were stunned when they saw the situation inside clearly.
Wang Dong stood in the air foolishly, dragging a black lotus in his hand. Everything had returned to calm.
"I lost to a martial artist?" Wang Dong looked at his hands with dull eyes. If he hadn't devoured the martial soul and finally exhausted his soul power, he would be dead now.
Is this the method after reaching the imperial realm? Realm is no longer a limit for them. A mountain is a blow, and a drop of water can also destroy the sky and the earth. This is the complete transcendence of Tao and art.
This battle allowed him to see a brand new world, a world completely different from the current one. He seemed to feel that he was standing on the top of the world, but suddenly he discovered that there was a higher mountain outside, and it was so majestic.
"The troubled times are coming. No matter how hard I try, I won't be able to catch up with those old antiques who have been practicing for hundreds of years. This may be my only way." Wang Dong whispered, and he saw a brand new direction.
Daohun and Ziyi were both staring at the black lotus in Wang Zhan's hand, and said incoherently: "It... it didn't disappear?"
Wang shook his head and said: "I feel that Emperor Yuan stayed here on purpose. He wanted to see what would happen when the Creation Martial Spirit and the Devouring Martial Spirit actually met."
Emperor Yuan obviously has an unexplainable obsession. What he cares about is not the family, not the bloodline, and not the so-called inheritance, but the legend of devouring martial souls and creating martial souls.
He wanted to wait until the two came to the peak of the same era to fight, but after waiting for thousands of years, he couldn't get it, so he left such a back-up, using his ability to reach the sky and the earth to keep the Devouring Martial Soul, and witness it through the later generations.
"This... do you plan to fuse?" Daohun was a little excited. Although he was taking the path of ordinary martial souls to achieve enlightenment, he also knew how terrifying the fusion of two heaven-level martial souls would be.
You must know that not all martial spirits can be fused. Among the known martial spirits, there are very few. The swallowing martial spirit and the creation martial spirit are undoubtedly the most famous among them.
Because not only are they both heaven-level martial souls, but they are also nemesis, but they can devour each other and fuse with each other.
The key is that these two martial spirits are too rare, just like Emperor Yuan waited for more than a thousand years but failed to create a martial spirit. There is no way of knowing whether the rumors of creating martial spirits and devouring martial spirits are true or false, and there is no chance to verify them.
Because apart from legends, in the known records, there is no time when the Creation Martial Spirit and the Devouring Martial Spirit were in the same era, let alone the fusion of nemesis and the like.
But now the legend is about to become a reality, and such an opportunity lies in Wang Dong's hands.
"Do you really want to try?" Zi Yi frowned. To be honest, those are just legends. No one knows what the facts are. If the fusion is in vain, once the legends are untrue, the consequences will be unimaginable.
And even if it is true, this is the martial spirit left by a Martial Emperor. Who dares to act rashly? If there is any unknown method, it is not certain who will devour whom in the end.
No one knows about the various crises, and there is no precedent to draw from.
"I don't recommend you try." Ziyi said, because Wang Dong's current talent is definitely not weaker than anyone else. All he needs is time. As the years go by, Wang Dong's rise is destined.
Daohun didn't speak, but the worry on his face was no worse than Ziyi's.
Wang Dong's eyes flickered, and he finally calmed down after a long time, and said: "The Nether Map will be gathered soon, and by then the last Nether Fruit will appear. I'm afraid I have no choice."
Now that the entire Dark Continent is almost revolving around the Nether Fruit, he seems to have seen the birth of the ancestors of major super sects in the future, and even the three adults in the wilderness may not be able to benefit from it.
The key is that he must not let Shifang Tianyi succeed, otherwise Nong Ji's revenge will never be discussed.
Although he didn't know much about the Nether Fruit, judging from the information collected from various channels in Tingyulou and half of the Dark Continent in the past year or so, the Nether Fruit seemed to be enough to determine the fate of the Dark Continent.
"It's impossible for me to escape. In order to be able to fight in the near future, this is the best opportunity." Wang Dong looked at Zi Yi and Daohun with a firm gaze, "If I die, take everyone away."
He opened the sword domain space and summoned Wuying, who had been practicing recently, and said, "If I die, do you know what to do?"
Wuying nodded, Wang Dong would explain this kind of thing almost every time he was in a life or death situation. There were people he cared about on the other side of the continent.
This time, Wang Dong did not choose to keep a low profile, but opened the Zi Mansion again, right in the Yuan Clan's hometown, and physically settled in it.
"Roar!"
With a roar, Taotie walked out of the majestic palace gate and guarded the door with a ferocious face.
Zi Yi and Dao Hun even spent their essence and blood to jointly set up the Bahuang Lihuo Formation that could slaughter the Wuzong.
As for the people in Tingyu Tower, they were even more alert. The six martial arts sects walked in the void and constantly eliminated snoopers. They were born to assassinate, and hiding and seeking with them was obviously a bit of a trick. It didn't take much time at all, and the surroundings were basically already there. Cleared.
Such a high-profile fusion was naturally not Wang Dong's original intention.
The main reason is that since the black lotus fell into his hands, he felt like he was holding a small world. Not only could it not be put into the sword space, but it was also extremely heavy and it was extremely difficult to move even one step.
No one thought that Wang Dong had been there for a month without any movement. If the Zi Mansion hadn't become more and more majestic, everyone would have thought that something unexpected had happened.
But even though so much time has passed, there is really no one who dares to come and stir up trouble. After the Yuan Clan's battle, Tingyulou's prestige now spreads throughout the Dark Continent, and it is no longer a small force living in a remote place like the Desolate Territory.
There are many powerful people in the Dark Continent, but there are very few who can bring so many powerful people together like Tingyulou.
But this is not where Guan is. Even though Tingyu Tower is powerful enough now, there are still several super sects in the Dark Continent that can crush it.
But the fact is that even if this is true, no one is willing to provoke Tingyulou, because no one is sure that Tingyulou can be annihilated in one fell swoop, and everyone in Tingyulou is a master of assassination.
If you poke such a hornet's nest, I believe no one will be able to have a good night's sleep in the future, even if this person is strong enough, because killing in this world does not necessarily require the use of a knife.
In this way, even though many people guessed what Wang Dong was going to do, no one dared to interfere with Wang Dong.
As time went by, Wang Dong's Zi Mansion became larger and larger, until it almost condensed into a solid entity, making it impossible to tell them apart.
In the Purple Mansion of the Heavenly Palace, the king started to hold the black lotus, and a Tai Sui star grew slowly in the center of the black lotus. Wang Dong's soul power continued to communicate and merge with Heilian through Tai Sui.
Everything is not as complicated as imagined, but it is also not that simple. After careful consideration, he chose the current method, which is not the legendary mutual devouring. Although this step must be taken in the end, before that, he hopes Make more effort.
He knew very well in his heart that this was a martial soul that had reached the realm of the Martial Emperor. If he was really mad and rushed forward to swallow it forcefully, even if the swallowing martial soul was exhausted, he believed that he would be the last to die.
After a few more days, the black lotus became blurry, and the creation martial soul in his body also had a golden luster, while Tai Sui, who originally blended the two martial souls, was almost exhausted.
If this were to spread, it would be absolutely shocking. You must know that Tai Sui can die in any way, but it is impossible to die from depletion, because it can be reborn infinitely, but now it has indeed dried up. If it had not been the same body and fate as Wang Dong, it would have been destroyed long ago.
"The time has come." After a few more days like this, Wang Dong, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, his body began to crack, and the purple mansions outside collapsed one after another.
"What happened?"
Outside, everyone in Tingyu Tower had shocked faces. They had been waiting for three months. Could this be the result
There is no doubt that this will be the biggest turning point in the history of Tingyulou, and also a turning point in Wang Dong's life. However, at such a critical moment, Zi Yi and Dao Hun, who had been waiting by Wang Dong's side, only Zi Yi and Dao Hun were left. One, the sword soul is rushing in another direction crazily.
In the distant Youming Sea, the waves are rough, and several figures stand side by side on the sea.
Each of them holds a fragmented map in their hands. Ancient altars were summoned from the deep sea, and each altar has a fragmented map placed on it.
"Now only the Tianyuan part in the center is left." Someone looked at the only empty altar in the middle and said, the voice was old and hoarse, which was particularly harsh.
(End of chapter)