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Chapter 1969 Life and Death of the Holy Way

In the colorful world, Xiao Ye kept moving forward, and the galaxies in front of him became sparse.

But every galaxy is getting bigger and bigger.

They penetrated the heaven and the earth, and on the gathered spiritual flowers, the symbols were intertwined, becoming more and more terrifying, as if they represented the will of heaven and earth coming in force, constantly 'attacking' Xiao Ye.

It was as if a mortal suddenly broke into the restricted area of ​​the gods.

Buzz!

The power of the Taichu Ancient Sutra relieved these pressures and allowed Xiao Ye to continue moving forward.

"Have you finally reached your limit?"

At a certain moment, Xiao Ye's soul was shaken, and the huge pressure came across the sky, like countless mountains suppressing it. The power generated from the ancient scriptures of Taichu could not compete with it, and his soul almost exploded.

, he was so frightened that he stopped quickly.

His intuition told him that if he took one step forward, his soul would be shattered, his spiritual consciousness would collapse, and he would truly fall.

"I'm afraid there are very few warriors at the top of the spiritual level in the other three thousand worlds who can reach this point." Xiao Ye was quite satisfied.

He is now in a special state, and any spiritual methods and trump cards are useless. He can only rely on the power of the ancient scriptures to resist the pressure and move forward.

Therefore, he finally understood that the powerful ancient scriptures of Shifa, in addition to possessing unparalleled foundation in the spiritual realm, could also comprehend and control stronger holy ways.

"Is this the reason why the taboo ancient clan suffered such karma?" Xiao Ye thought thoughtfully.

This colorful world is not big. At this moment, he has reached the depths. Although there are still stars twinkling in front of him, they are out of reach.

"That's it!"

Xiao Ye no longer thought about it, but floated towards the galaxy closest to him.

The galaxy is colorful, like a giant dragon winding for millions of miles, and Xiao Ye floats over, like an inconspicuous wave in the ocean.

In this galaxy, immortal symbols flicker and the mist is hazy, as if some kind of order has evolved, and the Tao rhyme is natural.

"This..." Xiao Ye observed carefully and was suddenly horrified.

Any symbol here may seem ordinary, but it contains the principles of heaven and earth. It is more mysterious than the laws of Zhenling Continent. It is simply the same as heaven and earth. There is no comparison at all.

This is also normal.

After all, the mysterious laws only maintain the operation of lower planes, while the holy way can penetrate the three thousand realms.

"The Holy Secret of Taichu Transformation!"

Xiao Ye tried to copy the Taichu Spirit Flower, but failed at the beginning.

"continue!"

Xiao Ye was not discouraged and continued to try to copy.

It was one thing to be close to this galaxy, but it was another thing to copy and copy these symbols. He knew this very well, so he was not surprised.

While Xiao Ye kept trying to copy and copy, luminous symbols kept emerging on the Taichu Spirit Flower in the Holy Sea, but they disappeared just after they appeared, and the cycle continued.

"Um?"

"This saint is indeed right. This boy is very ambitious. He actually wants to understand such a holy way."

"Even among my taboo ancient clan, there are only a handful of people who dare to do this."

The Great Sage of Time, sitting cross-legged on the sea, noticed this scene, was slightly surprised, and then laughed.

The holy way cannot be taught, you can only understand it yourself.

A peak spiritual level expert in the Three Thousand Worlds, understanding the holy way is like crossing a river by feeling for stones.

If the turbulence of a river reaches the limit that a warrior can withstand, then he may drown if he makes a mistake. The safest way is to retreat to the next best thing and find a slower river, so that he can still retain his strength and possibly reach the river.

the other side.

Therefore, there is no doubt that Xiao Ye is dangerous in doing this. If he does not do it right, the spirit flower may be shattered and his body may die.

"Now that I have forbidden the ancient clan's recovery path, it is out of reach, so I can only take the wrong path."

"Xiao Ye, boy, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Once you can successfully control this kind of holy way, even if I can't find the Holy Son, you won't be afraid anymore."

"Although your qualifications are average, your character is extraordinary." The Great Sage of Time murmured to himself.



"What...what's going on?"

In the dazzling galaxy, Xiao Ye was extremely horrified.

He found that every time he failed to copy, a slight crack would appear on his Taichu Spirit Flower. Although it was very weak, it accumulated over and over again, and it was very scary.

Moreover, the terrifying pressure in this galaxy made it impossible for him to leave, so he could only copy these symbols on the spirit flower over and over again.

"It must be that the holy way I understand now is too terrible. It has reached the limit that Taichu Linghua can bear. Failure to copy it will lead to backlash."

"Damn it, this old guy, the Great Sage of Time, didn't tell me this. Are you trying to trick me to death?" Xiao Ye was so angry that he cursed the eighteenth generation of the Great Sage of Time.

If he had known this, he might have changed his mind for the sake of his own life, but now it is impossible to retreat.

There are only two ways now.

First, successfully copy these symbols and then embark on the path to mastering this holy path.

Second, failure, fall!

"It must succeed!"

"I have suffered so much in order to break through to the peak of the spiritual level, how could I fail here?" Xiao Ye forced himself to calm down and copied these symbols crazily.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Holy Sea was rolling violently, setting off countless waves, the aura of destruction was stirring, and the yin and yang fish were frightened and hid in the corners.

Buzz!

Xiao Ye's Taichu Spirit Flower was trembling, and with every failure in his copying, the fluctuations caused by the annihilation of those incomplete symbols climbed on the Taichu Spirit Flower like a stubborn disease, accumulated countless times, making it

The cracks are getting denser and denser.

The importance of spirit flowers to spiritual level peak warriors is self-evident.

Once the spirit flower is broken, even if you are lucky enough to survive, your realm will be lost and you will become a useless person.

Under such threats, Xiao Ye's energy was extremely concentrated, and he was frightened every time he copied, but he still failed.

"Am I, Xiao Ye, really going to die here?" Vaguely, Xiao Ye seemed to be able to hear the footsteps of the God of Death, slowly approaching.

On the surface of the Holy Sea, the Great Sage of Time stared at the Taichu Spirit Flower on the bottom of the sea with his profound eyes. He clenched his hands and looked quite nervous.

As time went by, the Taichu Spirit Flower was filled with cracks, and the light dimmed, as if the cold winter was coming and it was about to wither.

At the same time, in the Holy Sea, the original fluctuations of Xiao Ye's spiritual order became weaker and weaker, like a light that was about to go out.

In the end, the Holy Sea with surging waves finally calmed down completely after boiling and rolling.

"It seems like it's going to fail. Is this saint too eager?"

"Boy Xiao Ye, it was this saint who harmed you." The Great Sage of Time raised his head and sighed, feeling indescribably lonely.


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