The embers of the fire rekindled, swaying with a soft light, not dazzling, even a little dim.
It was just a big pond, who would have thought that the fragments of the extraordinary meteor here were piled up boundlessly, and the hundreds of millions of feet of fire illuminated the entire fairy world, radiating out a mythical era.
Now only meteor fragments remain, and everything is reduced to ashes.
Half a day later, the fire pond was extinguished, and the embers of the supreme fire pile returned to light, which could not last long, and it was only due to Wang Xuan's sacrifice of mythical factors at any cost.
"The great universe, eternal silence, occasionally extraordinary meteors pass by, all focus here, radiating all things, nourishing myths, and it's over."
Wang Zesheng spoke.
The collapsed space, all kinds of strange sounds, the entire universe was distorted, time and space seemed to be deformed, and the perception was unreal.
The transcendent star skeleton fragments, piece after piece, led to the endless void, not next to each other, like steps, constantly raising and building paths.
Wang Xuan walked forward step by step, thereby entering deep space, and when he was about to reach the other side, the light behind him had been extinguished, and the fragments of the transcendent star skeleton under his feet were stained with blood, and new fire was rising.
In this era, perhaps only he can pour out a large amount of mythical material to forcibly light up this road and make it reappear.
The outside of the road is dark, deep, and has no end, and at the same time, the space is still distorted, and the flow of time is not normal, and what you see and feel is very strange.
Some monsters were as thin as sheets of paper, completely deformed, and there were also terrifying eyes that opened in the dark, as big as planets, staring indifferently.
There was a giant tree rooted in the universe, the withered yellow leaves were larger than the planet, floating, and finally slashed like a heavenly knife, cutting through the planet and burning countless fire.
The monster's whisper, as if chanting, wanted to pierce the human primordial spirit, coming from the depths of darkness, luring people out of this path and into those time and space traps.
Wang Xuan was indifferent, silent, and firm, he didn't walk fast, not as in a hurry as last time, today he was very steady and powerful with every step.
The mechanical bear followed him, the first time he came here, nervous and quiet, stepping on Wang Xuan's footprints, and carefully following.
On the fragments of the star bones, the blood has not yet dried up, telling the story of the death of the past, and the predecessors who had the hope of stepping out of this great universe paved the way with blood and fell to the end.
Halfway through, Wang Xuan stopped and began to practice, feeling the afterglow of the rules of different time and space, and realizing the Dharma in different heavens and earths.
This is the established goal, before entering the transcendent world, he must raise himself to the limit, and the minimum goal he set for himself is to become an immortal.
He believed that in this era, whether it was in the mother universe or on this road, he was suppressed particularly strongly, and the ceiling almost locked him.
The special environment remains unchanged, and becoming an immortal may be the end.
It is not easy for him to get to where he is today, except for the strange man, all the immortals and gods in this mythical era have come to an end, and there is no one extraordinary anymore.
He is the only exception, facing the environment of error correction, going up against the ceiling all the way, which is already a miracle, and it is not recorded in the history books.
At the very least, it is unique in this era.
Four years later, 159 years after the extraordinary end of the mother universe, Wang Xuan sat cross-legged for a long time, and his own level was loosened and his Taoist character improved again.
The moment he opened his eyes, his gaze was terrifying, the beam of light materialized, and there were golden bamboo slips floating around him, spinning around him.
This is not a real thing, it is visualized and embodied in his inner vision, and the original bamboo scriptures are left by him in the mother universe.
In the past four years, he has devoted himself to studying the records on the golden bamboo slips, and there has been another breakthrough, and the essence has emerged in his mind, like stars, densely packed, resonating with his soul light.
The royal flag flew out, wrapped in a mechanical bear and retreated into the distance.
The first killing formation diagram also left his body with his clothes, he got up, stood on the transcendent star fragment, looked up at the sky, and prepared to survive the tribulation.
A terrifying light penetrated through the distorted space-time, and it was amazingly thick, not like lightning, but like a glowing mountain smashing down.
Wang Xuan endured it for life, and then, in the terrifying beam of light, the void thunder tribulation came one after another, almost piercing through the universe.
He stood still, showing what he had learned to fight against the catastrophe.
Piece after piece of golden bamboo slip, building immortal texts, evolving into stars of magic, condensing the trajectory of the Dao, sword formations, true fire, time, and primordial weapons were all manifested one by one.
This is like a gorgeous performance, the methods he shows are endless, and there is no repetition, this time the enlightenment and performance are mainly golden bamboo slips.
This heavenly tribulation lasted not for a short time, it was quite terrifying, this was still just a transformation tribulation after he broke the limit, but it was more spectacular than the immortal tribulation of others.
Wang Xuan was split into bloody flesh and blood, and part of his body was charred, but he was still strong.
Until the thunder disappeared and the terrifying great heavenly tribulation subsided, he glowed all over, steaming white immortal mist, and his flesh and soul began to recover.
He sat down cross-legged and operated the scriptures recorded in the treasure health furnace to recuperate himself.
He went on the road that day, and walked out for a while before retreating again, staring at the scenery outside the road, distorting the scenery in time and space.
After several short contacts, he became cautious and felt a different aura of rules.
It feels like there are pieces of the universe squeezing and seeping into different energies.
This time, Wang Xuan realized the Dharma and practiced seriously for five years, during which he majored in slate scriptures.
In the mother universe, time has come to an extraordinary end for 164 years.
Under Wang Xuan, a stone slab slowly rotated, emitting a trace of fairy light, he sat cross-legged on it, was carried, and rotated.
The nine true forms recorded on the stone slab surrounded his physical body, and resonated with his primordial spirit, emitting light and constantly interpreting extraordinary secret methods.
Some true images come to life, raising hands and feet, they are all wonderful principles, all of which are immortal methods.
Whether it is a stone slab or a true shape map, they are also visualized and embodied by Wang Xuan, and this understanding is extremely profound.
Two days later, he began to cross the tribulation for the second time on this road, and this time the response method was mainly based on the stone scriptures.
The real Great Heavenly Tribulation was extremely ferocious, causing blood to splatter on this road, and even once, he fell outside the road and entered the twisted space, his body torn and full of holes, about to break.
But it was also in the process that he felt the exotic world, different from the mother universe and the various aura of this road.
He was seriously injured this time, and he recuperated here for half a month before hitting the road again.
However, he still stopped again before reaching the finish line.
He began to study the scriptures on the old metal plate given to him by the Sun family, and after Xiaoyaozhou and the life pool deciphered it, they told him that he was the Burning Taoist Sutra.
The light was dotted, the surrounding space was dark, and on the road, Wang Xuan was like a wick, emitting soft light, forming a light curtain, and evolving into a regular lamp centered on himself.
170 years after the extraordinary end of the mother universe, Wang Xuan once again survived the tribulation on the road, almost dying, mainly due to the distorted time and space and the whispers of various monsters.
After hitting the road again, it was no longer quiet ahead, and from time to time foreign objects rushed out of the twisted space, from the unfathomable dark deep space, and broke into the road.
He was supposed to reach the end in one day, but he stopped and stopped, constantly realizing the Dharma and improving himself.
A withered petal fell, huge and overwhelming, like a meteor bombarding down, the power was terrifying.
He raised his hand and saw a hanging sword light, splitting the twisted gray sky dome with the sword light, and with a pop, he smashed the broken petals, causing a big explosion.
He took the violent energy light rain formed by the petals and felt the different cosmic energy aura and the afterglow of the rules again.
Soon after, a large black praying mantis, which was more than ten meters long, struck from deep space, and its two mantis arms were like heavenly knives, drawing out a bright light and slashing at him.
Wang Xuan's eyebrows glowed, and a primordial sword light shot straight into the sky, splashing the sparks hit by the black mantis that had swooped down, and then disintegrated.
He sat cross-legged on the first killing formation map and stopped again, this time the Imperial Dao Flag protected him, and the mechanical bear also scanned the four directions cautiously.
The mother universe, the extraordinary end 177 years, Wang Xuan was on the road and officially passed the immortal tribulation.
Unlike before, this time he was indeed fighting, extremely difficult, almost shattered by thunder many times, and he might be destroyed at any moment.
Such a great heavenly tribulation is simply appalling in this realm, leaving no way for people to survive, even if Wang Xuan is very special, in this era of walking alone, a person against the general environment, the Tao is unfathomable, but it is still penetrated and broken to the bone.
In the process, he was miserable, his eyeballs were shaken out, the heavenly spirit cover was lifted, the thunder was terrifying, and the light of becoming an immortal surrounded him, and there were many disasters.
This is a death tribulation!
Theoretically, people who become immortals have to have their bodies shattered, even if they survive by chance, they are only in the state of the soul, and it would be good to leave a small piece of remnant bone, unless there are special means and treasures to protect the body and regenerate it.
Wang Xuan was very strong, he was resisting hard, he didn't use any special artifacts, etc., and let the sea-like thunder run through his body, impact in all cells, and weave a net in the soul.
He went through hardships and endured all this, and in the end, when he was about to burst, the soul and the body looked up at the sky together, fighting desperately, and swallowing thunder.
Burst!
His body was shattered once, but he struggled to reunite again, and so did the primordial spirit, which was reassembled again after being torn apart.
In the past, people who survived the tribulation in the mother universe could not keep their original bodies, and they all reshaped their new bodies after the primordial spirit ascended to the immortal realm.
At the moment, Wang Xuan insisted on insisting.
On the road, in the distorted time and space, in different cosmic breaths, he felt that there were similarities between different places, and the immortal tribulation was terrifying, wantonly strangulation, making it difficult for the body to survive.
In the end, he even saw a fairy sword-like light slashing down from the void thunder!
Wang Xuan's pupils contracted, bathed in thunder and fire, and used an immortal silkworm regeneration technique, his body burst with immeasurable vitality, squeezing his potential, and raising it to a top powerful state.
The blood splashed everywhere, and the thunder like a fairy sword fell, and he was cut in half, and his head was almost split open, but he fought in a desperate situation.
Then, another strange light fell, and he used the secret method to prevent it again and again, although it was miserable, he never died.
In 177 years, when the mother universe came to an extraordinary end, Wang Xuan passed through immortality and officially came to the great realm of feathering and becoming an immortal, but his flesh and blood did not feather, and his primitive body remained forever.