The colorful avenue is blurry and somewhat unclear.
In Chen Hai's opinion, this road did not seem to be very broad. At this glance, he seemed to have seen a vague figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the road.
Just by taking a glance, his whole body became cold, and he was already out of that mysterious and mysterious strange state.
"Is this the Avenue of Poison? The figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the road is the Panhuang ancestor? Or is it a more powerful existence?"
After taking a long breath and calming down his agitated mood, Chen Hai looked complicated and thought to himself.
The Avenue of Poison ranks last among the three thousand avenues, and is not considered a powerful avenue in itself.
Since someone has already occupied the end of this road, what will be the result of the other latecomers stepping into this avenue?
Perhaps, there are people with extraordinary talents and amazing understanding who can understand some of the laws of poison that have not yet been included in this avenue.
But so what?
They are already walking on the road of poison. No matter how much they realize, they can only make the road of poison wider and longer. If they want to truly surpass the being at the end of the road, they have no idea.
Any possibility.
In Chen Hai's view, if someone has already occupied the end of a certain road, it will definitely not be a good thing for other people who step into this road!
Maybe, if you go some distance along this road and make the being at the end of the road feel a bit threatened, they may take action directly to nip the danger in the bud.
Among the three thousand avenues, which roads have been occupied first? Which roads are still vacant, and no one has yet reached the end?
Chen Hai, who has not even set foot in the quasi-sage capital yet, knows nothing about it.
However, in his opinion, the path formed by the aggregation of human's seven emotions and six desires does not seem to be among the legendary three thousand avenues.
If the facts are as he imagined, he can find a new path beyond the Three Thousand Avenues...
Just thinking about it made Chen Hai feel excited and full of energy.
He did not continue to peek at Patriarch Panhuang's poisonous avenue, and sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the hall, where he really began to enter into cultivation.
His realm has reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, but his understanding of the laws of human beings' seven emotions and six desires is actually far from being able to match his current realm.
Putting other aspects of practice aside for the time being, he now focused entirely on the insights related to the seven emotions and six desires.
In the prehistoric world, people whose strength has reached the level of Chen Hai now want to further improve their strength, either by killing three corpses, or by accumulating merit and using their merits to exchange rewards from the prehistoric heaven to improve their own strength.
It's a pity that Chen Hai, who doesn't want to be bound by the way of heaven, doesn't want to take either of the two roads above.
Under such a situation, the path he wants to take can only be opened up and understood by himself.
Traveling is difficult, but making the way is even harder.
If there is no cultivation method that suits me, then I will create my own cultivation method!
With such a spirit, holding such thoughts, Chen Hai, who was sitting cross-legged, was like a statue, immersed in the world of Tao, and his whole person fell completely silent.
Ten years, twenty years, fifty years...
One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...
Time flies by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed.
Within the prehistoric times and in various regions, the Pan Spider Clan is still wreaking havoc.
However, because in recent years, many hidden strong men from the human race and demon race have appeared in the world, the current Panzhu clan has been forced into the endless sea.
There are only a few eight-armed spiders left on land. In battles with other races, it is difficult for the spider family to gain any advantage.
After all, these eight-armed spiders have some advantages in terms of numbers. When it comes to the top experts, their number is actually not too many.
In the first few years, because they were afraid of the Panhuang Ancestor behind the Panzhu clan, the strong men from other clans just guarded their own three-acre land and did not personally attack the Panzhu clan.
Launched a mass killing.
It's a pity that the spiders' minds seem to be distorted and they don't know what restraint is!
They pushed further and wreaked havoc in various areas of the prehistoric world. When the strong men of other races could not bear it anymore and could not avoid it, some strong men finally put down their fears and began to fight back.
After testing for several years and never seeing Patriarch Panhuang personally take action to counterattack, the strong men from all races naturally became bolder.
If many of the Daluo and quasi-saints who worshiped Panhuang Palace hadn't returned from outside the world, it would have been possible for the Panzhu clan to be wiped out and killed. It would certainly have been more than just being forced into the endless sea.
So simple.
Jinxia Island, the boundary of Ximan Mountains.
Nearly half of the area is barren of grass and has turned into scorched earth.
Although there is a lot of land on the island, it can only be regarded as a big island after all.
In large areas like Zhanzhou in the south and Luzhou in the north, sporadic spiders are very rare. However, the number of eight-armed spiders on Jinxia Island has not only not decreased, but their overall strength has also increased compared with before.
Enhanced a lot.
Nowadays, the spider clan that is raging on Jinxia Island and the spiders from Daluo Realm have appeared from time to time.
Even the Quasi-Saint-level Pan Spider appeared once.
If Aoki's incarnation hadn't personally taken action to repel the quasi-holy spider, the Ximan Mountains, the last piece of pure land on Jinxia Island, might have been completely reduced to scorched earth.
Today, the entire realm, that is, the area thousands of miles around Black Narcissus Mountain, can still maintain stability and maintain a normal order.
Over the past few hundred years, among the many disciples of the Blackwater lineage, although there has not yet been one Daluo Jinxian, there have been as many as two to three hundred Jinxian level disciples.
When the ninety-nine and eighty-one Golden Immortals of the Blackwater lineage formed the Blackwater Xuanhe Formation, they were already strong enough to fight against those Great Luo Realm Pan Spiders who only knew how to be reckless.
In addition, the genuine Daluo Golden Immortal of Wanzhongshan, who is still guarding the foot of the Immortal Mountain, and the Blackwater lineage, it is not impossible to kill one or two Daluo Realm Pan Spiders.
It is precisely because of this foundation that the thousands of miles surrounding Blackwater Fairy Mountain can always be firmly controlled by the Blackwater lineage.
Beyond the thirty-third heaven, in chaos.
An old figure with white beard and hair sat cross-legged outside the golden Panhuang Palace.
He is invulnerable to all means and evil, and the gray mist that is everywhere in the chaos cannot get close to his body.
Sitting here quietly, he seemed to have naturally become the focus of the world. With his presence here, Panhuang Palace, which was so close to him, seemed to have lost its color and turned into the kind of existence that would be ignored by others.
"Creak..." The tightly closed door of Panhuang Palace slowly opened with a muffled sound.
Circles of colorful halo surrounded the body of Patriarch Panhuang, with eight arms. Looking at him with great power, he strode out from within.
"Xuanyuan, what do you want to do when you are blocking the door of my dojo?" With a very ugly look on his face, Patriarch Panhuang pointed at the old figure and asked angrily.