If you want to get started with the "Water Source Sutra" as soon as possible, you must wake up the purple blood spirit and let it release the inner origin of the emperor's blood contained in it.

The only way Jiang Han knew was to "inflict suicide" and take the initiative to put himself in a state of dying.

"I don't have ten years to consume it." Jiang Han said in his heart, and made up his mind, so he naturally no longer hesitated.

He sat cross-legged on the jade platform, and the true energy that had originally flowed peacefully in his limbs and bones suddenly rioted, and then it seemed to turn into battle knives and directly "cut" towards the meridians.

"Crack!"

It was like a firecracker blew up, and the meridians in Jiang Han's body broke one after another in an instant, and even the most important heart veins were trembling fiercely, followed by the broken chains of the Yuan Realm...

"Puff!" Jiang Han couldn't help but groaned, blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, his whole body was covered in blood, and the severe pain like a tide eroded.

The pain in the body could not shake him, but the chains of voids in the inner realm of the body, which run through the original laws of the universe, contains infinite mysteries and break out of thin air. This is cutting off one's own foundation. The terrible pain comes and directly targets the soul. Even with Jiang Han's will, he is almost crazy.

The entire Yuan Realm was trembling wildly.

Jiang Han's mind was extremely calm and kept a little clear-headed to ensure perfect control of himself. He was pursuing the moment when he was on the verge of death, rather than really seeking death.

"Why hasn't that purple blood appeared yet?" Jiang Han's heart sank.

He could feel that the purple blood in the core of the Yuan Realm was still motionless, with no sign of awakening.

"Can you really go to the desperate situation of death?" Jiang Han said inwardly.

Although he had a kind of intuition that if he really entered the state of death, the purple blood would release the original power, but this was a bet, and he was gambled with his own life. What should he do if the purple blood did not awaken at that time?

Jiang Han gritted his teeth tightly, his expression changed, and he kept thinking.

He was hesitating.

"Forget it, so what if you have a gamble at this point?" Jiang Han roared and made a decision.

In his mind, there is a vast world of consciousness, in which countless "sea waters" between the real and the illusion are constantly shaking, and a golden Tianshan Mountain stands in the center of that sea, majestic and endless.

At the top of the Tianshan Mountain, there was a crystal-clear soul body. He looked indifferent, overlooking the world in front of him, and said lightly: "Cracked!"

"Boom!"

As if the world is opened, the dark air flow surrounding the world of consciousness dissipates, and 'lights' are shining in. It is karma fire.

"Shit!"

The flames descended, as if they were to burn out the fiery fires of the Eight Desolates, burning the entire Yuan Realm, causing the entire sea of ​​consciousness to begin to shake and even collapse.

"Jiang Han" quietly watched all this, but when the entire sea of ​​consciousness was about to collapse, the originally crystal clear body of the soul body began to collapse step by step.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the soul. When the sea of ​​consciousness is destroyed, the soul will naturally dissipate.

Just as the soul body was shattering, a severe pain that made Jiang Han unspeakable swept across his body. The soul was the root of everything. The soul body cracked, which was equivalent to tearing the soul directly. How painful is this?

"It has been many years since I have not accepted the pain of erasing my soul." Jiang Han's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth tightly, feeling the rupture of his soul body, and endured a severe pain that was enough to make people crazy.

Under this pain, his body did not tremble at all, which was enough to be surprising.

He is stubborn.

......

Yuemu poked his mind out of the outside world, felt Jiang Han's situation, and murmured to himself: "What kind of freak did I meet? He is only sixteen years old!"

"Such a strong will? The pain of soul tearing is not trembling at all?"

"He is only comparable to the power of the soul and soul, but in terms of will, he is completely comparable to many saints under the command of the Immortal Emperor in the past."

"How did such a will be made?"

Jiang Han may be a rare genius in the Qianyuan Sect for thousands of years, but in Yuemu's eyes, it is nothing. How many geniuses he met when he was under the command of the Immortal Emperor?

But at this moment.

Yue Mu felt the changes in Jiang Han's body, and he finally felt a little touched. He really felt that this little guy who had never been taken seriously by him seemed to have really made him look sideways.

Talent can be changed and cultivation resources can be obtained, but the soul will is the only one who can help except for one's own hardship.

"No wonder Huang chose him as the successor of the Immortal Emperor. Jiang Han may be really possible..." Yue Mu was thinking.

......

In the world of consciousness sea, the karma fire is getting bigger and bigger, and it has already had the momentum to burn everything.

"Why, it hasn't appeared yet?" Jiang Han's eyes were cold. Even though the pain was so painful, he was still extremely awake.

"Puff! Puff!" The arm burst suddenly on his back, with blood splattering.

This is a manifestation of the weakening of the power of the soul and the decline in control of oneself. Even if Jiang Han's consciousness understands everything, it cannot change this trend.

A feeling of dying came. Jiang Han knew very well that he was on the verge of life and death. Once the karma fire burned again, the sea of ​​mind and consciousness would be irreversibly destroyed, and the one waiting for him was death.

No matter how strong your will is, you have not reached the holy realm after all, and the soul cannot exist alone in the outside world.

He sat cross-legged on the jade platform, and the injuries on his body were extremely terrifying. The deepest green secret patterns in the flesh and blood were trembling and tended to crush them. In this case, his physical origin had been injured.

Jiang Han gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, his body covered in blood and did not move at all.

However, his persistence seemed to have no meaning. The purple blood in the core of the Yuan Realm was still immersed in peace, without any movement.

"Forget it, it's impossible to take tricks. The Water Source Sutra is the supreme classic left by the ancient Eastern Emperor. How could it make me succeed so easily?" Jiang Han sighed inwardly.

Rumble!

The sea of ​​consciousness shook, and the "sea water" soared into the sky, extinguishing the illusory karma fires, and then turned into fog, and began to make up for the cracks. The dense cracks on Jiang Han's soul body finally stopped spreading.

However, it just stopped spreading. If you want to recover, you don’t know how long it will take. The blood on your body stopped flowing, and everything in the elementary realm calmed down.

But in fact, what is calm is only the appearance. Jiang Han’s inner injuries are enough to make people tremble. If he had not had his strong will and his foundation was not reliable, he would have only one way to die in the face of such injuries.

The entire Juyuan Hall finally calmed down, and Jiang Han also sat cross-legged on the jade platform and began to silently realize the "Water Source Sutra" and repair the injuries in his body. This process was destined to be extremely slow.

Day after day, I don’t know how long it has passed.

One day, in the Yunwu Mountains and Zhuyu Peak Cave Yuan Hall, there was a blue light rising, and endless clouds and mist gathered, making everyone look at each other.
Chapter completed!