There are chains sealing the sky above, and there is chaos in Hades below. Aliens are descending, and war is raging.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed!
In the past ten years, Feng Wuchen has guarded the banks of the Ming River with one man and one sword. How many times has the tip of the sword licked blood? How many times has he been on the line between life and death! I don’t know how many evil ghosts in the underworld he has killed!
The corpses of the evil ghosts fell into the River Styx and turned into the water of the River Styx. The gap above the River Styx became smaller and smaller!
On this day, on the other side of the Styx River, a huge evil ghost crossed the river.
Upon noticing this movement, Feng Wuchen, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes!
"Destroy the Immortal!"
Cut it out with one sword!
"Boom!"
The evil ghost's huge body finally merged into the River Styx, filling the last hole!
"I have guarded the Styx for ten years...and now my merits are considered complete. It's time to leave!"
After staying on the bank of the River Styx for a full ten years, Feng Wuchen's cultivation level skyrocketed and he had successfully survived the eighth heavenly tribulation.
At the same time, his swordsmanship has also been greatly honed. Not only has he gained a new understanding of the Immortal Burial Sword Record, but his swordsmanship has reached the level of the Selfless Three Slashes.
"Wow..."
Suddenly, I heard a sound of water, and a naked, white-haired middle-aged man climbed up the bank from the Styx River. The demonic energy all over his body turned into a fierce sword energy with every move he made.
When people see it, they can't help but retreat.
"The water of the Styx is truly worthy of its reputation! In the past ten years, I have actually reshaped my body..." After saying that, he looked at Feng Wuchen faintly: "When will you leave?"
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly: "I've always felt uneasy these past few days! It should be the ninth heavenly tribulation that's coming! To be on the safe side, it's better to survive the ninth tribulation before going out!"
"That's fine..."
After saying that, Feng Wuchen sat cross-legged, quietly sensing the calamity.
The Nine-Ninth Tribulation, as the last of the three great tribulations, is more dangerous than the previous two combined!
The third ninefold calamity is the calamity of desire, which will stimulate the desire in a person's heart and make him lose his mind.
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The ninth one is the emotional tribulation, which will dig out the emotional sorrow in the heart of the person who has overcome the tribulation and let him sink into it.
The number of ninety-nine is the calamity of cause and effect. In the life of a person who overcomes the calamity, all the karma will be fully displayed in this calamity!
Feng Wuchen was like an old monk in meditation, sitting by the River Styx for several months.
One day, that familiar feeling finally hit me again.
He felt the world spin for a while, and all he could hear were miserable howls.
"Is this my ninth tribulation?"
Feng Wuchen suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, a monstrous killing intent enveloped him instantly.
Unknowingly, there was an ancient single-edged sword in his hand, and around it were thousands of corpses and souls, like crucian carp crossing the river, constantly pouring towards him.
Seeing that the incoming ghosts of injustice had already drowned him, a voice rang out in his mind: Kill!
"Kill! Kill them...they are just a group of wandering ghosts! With the sword in your hand, you can kill tens of millions of people!"
"They couldn't do anything to you when they were alive, let alone dead? Kill them! If it doesn't work once, kill them a thousand times! Kill them until they are scared! Kill them until they will never be reincarnated!"
"..."
That voice kept bewitching Feng Wuchen.
But he knew that these causes and effects were not his own, but those of the sword on the fifth level!
No wonder everyone told him not to rely too much on that sword!
He had only used that sword a few times, but there were so many wronged souls in his ninety-ninth calamity. If he had used it for a long time, he would have been swallowed up by endless wronged souls in an instant, right?
"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner! It's not me you are looking for! Give me a refund!"
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"
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As soon as the mantra came out, Feng Wuchen's body suddenly glowed with golden light, and a golden shadow of a Dharma Protector Vajra appeared!
In the moment of golden light, thousands of evil ghosts and innocent souls disappeared in an instant, leaving only the Vajra Dharma image, glaring angrily.
I think back then, during the battle between Ye Xiao and Prajna, Feng Wuchen's sword slashed the lotus platform, ending the hundred-thousand-year battle of cause and effect in Buddhism. Not only did he suppress his own injustice, but his merits were fulfilled and he obtained the fruit of the Dharma Protector Vajra.
Bit!
Now he has gone through ninety-nine tribulations, and he had a narrow escape from death, but the Golden Congo has resisted most of the consequences of his karma for him!
He finally won the ninth tribulation... ??
After a long time, Feng Wuchen finally opened his eyes, and as the turbid air came out of his mouth, streaks of golden light flashed in his eyes.
After surviving the ninety-nine tribulations, all the power in his body had been transformed into heavenly spiritual power.
If it were the past, he could already activate the power of heaven, open the gate of heaven, and ascend to the upper world!
However, ten years ago, the people in the heaven sealed the sky with the water of the Styx. Now, if they forcefully open the space channel, they will only be drained of their cultivation by that mysterious power and become a mortal.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen turned his head, took one last look at the Styx behind him, and cut through the space with his sword.
He took one step forward, and the next moment, he appeared in the Xuanlong Star Territory!
The Xuanlong Star Territory at this moment was much more peaceful than he had imagined. At least what he saw was not a raging war.
He followed the memories of that year and came to the realm of Wuzong!
Ten years of vicissitudes of life may be an extremely long time for a mortal, but for a monk, it is only a blink of an eye.
Wuzong is still the Wuzong of the past, with almost no difference at all.
"Who broke into my martial arts sect?"
"Feng Wuchen!"
"Feng Wuchen?"
After learning the name of the visitor, the disciple guarding the mountain was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted
An ecstatic voice: "It's the honorary elder! It's the honorary elder who's back!"
Feng Wuchen glanced at it with his heart, but frowned.
Compared with before, there are 90% fewer disciples in Wuzong now, and most of them are low-level disciples. There is no one above the Yuan Shen realm!
Not only the disciples, but also the elder sect masters were all gone.
This scene can already be called weird.
"What's going on? What happened to Wuzong? Where are the sect leaders and the others?"
The disciple guarding the mountain looked confused: "You...you don't know?"
Feng Wuchen shook his head: "In the past ten years, I have been dealing with the ghost tribe on the banks of the River Styx. I really don't know anything about what happened to Wuzong."
After hearing this, the disciple's expression suddenly changed: "It's broken... it's broken!"
Feng Wuchen quickly asked: "What's going on?"
The disciple smiled bitterly and explained: "As early as three years ago! Most of the masters of Wuzong have already left!"
"Left? Where did you go?"
The disciple shook his head: "I don't know! After sealing the heavens ten years ago, the entire world and all the major star regions were plunged into war and panic! Until three years ago, a group of mysterious powerful men suddenly appeared in each major star region.
They claimed to control the last opportunity to ascend! And asked everyone they selected to go to a place with them! But I don’t know where exactly it was! However, the sect leader seemed to have reached some agreement with them, and finally brought them
Some disciples and elders with potential have left, and now Wuzong... No! Even in the entire Xuanlong Star Territory, there are not many masters left!"
"What……"
After hearing this, Feng Wuchen turned his attention and searched the entire Wuzong as quickly as possible, only to find that just as the disciple said, there was no one disciple above the Yuan Shen realm in the entire Wuzong!
"What about the Xuanlong Star Region? What about other star regions?"
Chapter completed!