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Xie Que strolled under the gray sky.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in shadow, showing an eerie lavender light.

The earth is filled with bottomless abysses, and huge pits are everywhere, filled with deathly air, with countless bones and rotten flesh scattered throughout.

"Has the situation deteriorated to this point?"

Xie Que looked up at the sky. The spiritual energy gathered in the blink of an eye was not even enough for a fourth-level immortal to restore his strength.

This world is the new world that Xie Que sent people to find after spending nearly ten years.

It is not far from the Xiaobei Sea Realm, but it is difficult to find due to the vastness of the void.

After much inquiry, it was found that the name of this new world should be called "Gu Feng".

"The inspiration is dissipated, the rules are not clear..."

Xie Que sensed everything in this Gufeng Realm and couldn't help but frowned secretly:

"It seems that it is very difficult for this world to even have a venerable who has entered the subtle realm."

In this world where the laws of nature are confused and spiritual thoughts are turbulent, the efficiency of cultivation is extremely slow, and enlightenment is even more difficult.

“I don’t know if the Son of Destiny was born in this world.”

Xie Que climbed to the top of a mountain and looked into the distance.

At this moment, what he descended upon was nothing more than an incarnation.
However, the laws of nature still exist in this world, so he doesn't dare to use his divine thoughts at will.

If discovered, the power of the heavenly way of a world would most likely harm the original body's soul through the incarnation.

Wherever Xie Que looked, the entire space was filled with an indescribable sticky feeling.

Even for a powerful god, it is difficult to break through space and travel through the void in this Gufeng Realm.

This is also the self-protection measure taken by the Heavenly Dao after being invaded by the void.

The purpose is to prevent external void energy from easily invading the world.

But now it seems that this action is a bit redundant.

The poison of the void has already penetrated into every inch of this world, and there is no possibility of curing it.

In Xie Que's eyes, he could occasionally see some scattered monks. They were hiding in the caves in the deep mountains and forests, avoiding the attacks of those void creatures.

About three thousand miles away from Xie Que, an old Taoist with tattered clothes and disheveled hair was seen. The Dharma body he had cultivated was about to fail due to insufficient spiritual energy in his body.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged beside a stream, with white bones on both sides.

He carefully took out a pink pill from his arms and slowly placed it on the tip of his tongue.

The old Taoist closed his eyes, and immediately a burning red lotus rose above his head.
The red lotus sprayed out a few sparks, burning all the surrounding bones into ashes.

Not only that, it also dissipates the corroded Qi in the surrounding area, gradually transforming it into normal spiritual energy and absorbing it into the Dantian.

Although he has not yet comprehended the principle of the mutual transformation of yin and yang, this red lotus can purify the polluted spiritual energy, which is undoubtedly a life-saving capital in this doomsday.

The next moment, the old Taoist put away the red lotus on his head and climbed up from the stone platform.

He flicked his sleeves, his face full of sorrow, and a few lines of turbid tears fell from his old eyes:
"My fellow Taoists and fellow disciples, we can only meet again in the next life."

As he said this, the old Taoist knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times towards the front, and then stood up again.

He looked up at the sky and wanted to fly away, but he was afraid of attracting those monsters and consuming too much spiritual energy, so he chose to walk.

When he took a few steps forward, he suddenly felt something hard under his feet.

The old Taoist looked down and saw a small jade bottle.

He was a little confused, but after some hesitation he still picked it up.

When he opened the bottle cap, he saw that the bottle was filled with jade-green paste, and the old Taoist immediately showed some joy.

This is spiritual liquid, that is, liquefied spiritual energy.

If it were in the peaceful and prosperous past, he, as the True Lord Yangshen, would not care about this little spiritual liquid.

But things are different now. These spiritual fluids are enough for him to recover 50% of his body's power.

After swallowing all the spiritual liquid, the old Taoist hung the jade bottle around his waist and continued to walk slowly forward.

As he walked, he circulated the meridians in his body.

With these spiritual energies, he can temporarily restore his strength, allowing him to survive longer in this doomsday.

The old Taoist was walking, but suddenly stopped.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from his ears.

The old Taoist could tell that this was the sound made by those monsters with human bodies and snake tails dragging their tails on the ground.

"It looks like it will be another tough battle..."

He took a deep breath. None of these monsters coming from the void were easy to deal with.

The worst among them is almost reaching the level of a six-tribulation immortal.

If he were a little stronger, he would be able to match himself, the True Lord Yangshen.

The old Taoist listened to the increasingly loud rustling sound and the sound of inhaling from the twitching nose.
He already thought that he must have been discovered by those snake people.

The old Taoist simply closed his eyes, let his soul return to the state, his breathing became steady, his heartbeat gradually slowed down, and his body began to fully absorb the remaining spiritual fluid in his body.

Only in this way can you maximize your vitality!

Under the old Taoist's drive, the spiritual liquid quickly turned into bits of pure air and began to nourish the old Taoist's thoughts and body.

After a long time, the old Taoist found that the voices were actually fading away.

He understood at that moment that the rustling sounds were not directed at him.

As the sound of splashing water continued to sound, the old Taoist immediately knew that the snakes must have entered the stream and were not coming towards him.

He suddenly felt a lingering fear in his heart, and the courage he had just fought to the death was now completely transformed into a desire for life.

"escape!"

The old Taoist still moved slowly. His toes touched the branch which was only as thick as his fingers, but it did not cause the slightest ripple. He passed the branches in front of him and sprinted forward quickly.

At this moment, a thick black fog suddenly appeared in front of the old Taoist.

Just a few strands of his hair entered the mist, but they were already corroded by the black mist, leaving no trace.

Shocked, the old Taoist stopped immediately.

In front of him were three snakemen wearing black armor.
The three snake men had bloodshot eyes and disdainful expressions, looking at the old Taoist in front of them as if they were looking at food.

Looking at the black armor with intricate patterns, the old Taoist couldn't help but feel depressed.

He recognized the black armor. Many of his fellow disciples had died in battle at the hands of these guys.

The black armor represents the combat power at the True Lord level.

If he were still in his prime, there would still be a chance of escape.

It's just me now...

Although escape is impossible, we still have the strength to fight.

The old Taoist felt helpless, but he would not surrender.

It would be good to take one person as a scapegoat. If we can kill two or even three, it will be considered as revenge for our master!
Thinking of his brothers and sisters who died to cut off his retreat, as well as his fellow disciples who died at the hands of the snake people, the old Taoist felt a pang of pain.

But at this moment, I no longer have time to be sad.

He moved his left hand slightly back, and a lightning flash condensed when he leaned back. The old Taoist took a deep breath and looked at the snake man who was leading the way in front of him. His eyes gradually lit up and emitted a terrifying red light.

The snake man stretched out his three-foot-long tongue and licked the edge of his mouth, his expression slightly excited: "It turns out that he is a remnant of the Taixuan Sect. This is a great achievement."

The same was true for the other two snake men, and a bloody aura immediately emanated from their bodies.

The sadness and anger in the old Taoist's eyes had all turned into murderous intent at this moment.

He raised his palm and clenched it tightly. The golden lightning ball cut through the darkness and shone like a bolt of lightning between him and the snake man.

The three-headed snake people seemed to be prepared and dispersed immediately.

The leading snake man just smiled grimly, then turned his entire thick tail into a spear, dispersed the lightning, and stabbed straight towards the old Taoist.

The old Taoist looked indifferent. He slapped his waist again, and a gourd appeared in his palm.

"spread."

The snake man also shouted when he saw this, but it was too late.

The old Taoist directly pulled out the cork from the gourd bottle, and suddenly there was thunder and fire between heaven and earth.

The snake man couldn't help but stop his attack and cursed: "Do you know what you are doing?"

The old Taoist looked calm and just sneered: "It just attracts more monsters, so what does it matter?"

Seeing this, the snake man also snorted coldly.

Such a powerful magic weapon is generally not used by anyone.

After all, once it is unleashed, it will surely attract more void creatures.

But the old Taoist was so disheartened that he wanted to die, so he just used it.

Under the clash of thunder and fire, the two snakemen who were already at the level of True Lords had no power to resist at all.
His body was blown to pieces, and his soul was burned to ashes by the thunder and fire, turning into burnt remains that fell to the ground.

The only remaining snake man snorted coldly when he saw the thunder and fire in the gourd dissipate, and he opened his mouth and sprayed green poisonous mist from his fangs.

"poison?"

A cold smile appeared on the old Taoist's face. He could still remember that his favorite little disciple had turned into a pool of pus in this poisonous fog.

"Thunder comes!"

The old Taoist clapped his hands, and an arc of electricity turned into a dragon, emerging from between his sleeves.

The Thunder Dragon burned away all the poisonous fog in an instant.

But the thunder dragon hit the snake man's black armor, but there was no movement at all.

The snake man immediately let out a scream that shook the sky, and a hazy gray mist covered his surroundings.

It even directly destroyed the thunder dragon summoned by the old Taoist.

The old Taoist's eyes turned gloomy at that moment. Knowing that he had no chance of survival, he simply drained the thunder power from his Dharma body.
"Thunder!"

Immediately, the sky became covered with dark clouds, and rain began to fall on the old Taoist and the snake man.

"This is……"

The snake man suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to turn around and escape.

The next moment, a winding dragon-like ray of lightning illuminated the surrounding area for three thousand miles.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, and the snake man turned into ashes, without even a single scale left.

But at this moment, the old Taoist has also reached the end of his life.

The old Taoist climbed up from the ground with difficulty and sat on the ground again. He wiped his sleeves and saw blood on the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but sigh:
"Brother and sister, Qi'er... this can be considered as revenge for you."

Feeling the thoughts gradually disappearing in his body, the old Taoist knew that although his previous attack was extremely powerful, it also wiped out the source of his own power.

If you want to become Yangshen Zhenjun again, you need to concentrate your thoughts again and create a Dharma body.

But the most important thing is that the attack I just made must have attracted the attention of other void creatures, and I am afraid that my life will not last long.

The old Taoist had already prepared for death. He sat upright on the ground with his eyes closed, waiting for death to come.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from a distance.

The thick clouds and rain in the sky actually dispersed with this sound, and were replaced by a hazy purple mist.
Even the light of the sun, moon and stars was obscured by the purple mist.

The old Taoist opened his eyes and looked at the terrifying aura coming from him. He also knew that it was because of him that this area had been watched and could no longer escape the fate of being corroded by the void.

In an instant, a pair of huge pupils as big as the sun opened up from the purple mist.

The light emitted from it made it impossible for the old Taoist to open his eyes.

"It turns out that he is just a remnant of the Xuantian Sect."

The sound was like thunder, and the man just glanced at the old Taoist and left.

In the eyes of such a great being, a fifth-level True Lord is not worthy of his attention.

It was just the Xuantian Sect's thunder magic that made him temporarily focus his attention here.

Those eyes were indifferent and arrogant, as if they contained the ruthlessness of a world destroyer.

The next moment, purple flames descended from the sky and completely burned everything around the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist sighed inwardly, thinking that death had already come.

The dead soul and body suddenly burst into new life.

"This is……"

The old Taoist didn't have time to be surprised, but instead found that his strength seemed to have suddenly been infinitely increased.

The purple mist in the sky before my eyes was no longer an obstacle and could be seen through with just a glance.

These flames can also be easily extinguished.

"A gift from God?"

The old Taoist had a blank expression on his face. Within his soul, the whole world had changed.

The sky, the earth, and the void have all changed into other appearances.

The old Taoist raised his hand again, and a phantom giant hand made of thunder appeared and directly pulled the owner of the pair of eyes out.

The old Taoist didn’t know how strong he was at this moment.

But he could feel that if he wanted to, sinking the entire continent would not be a problem.

The owner of those eyes was wearing blood-red armor, and his body had no shape to it, looking like a dark nightmare.

After the nightmare was caught by the old Taoist, his entire body stiffened.

"This is impossible... Impossible... You are just an ant in the fifth realm!"

The old Taoist stretched out his hand again, and lightning flashed. In a flash, the blood-colored armor on Nightmare's body was shattered into pieces.

And that nightmare also disappeared into nothingness amidst the thunder.

The old Taoist felt as if in a dream, and felt the power in his body retreating like ice and snow melting away. He fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, a voice also reached the old Taoist's ears.

"If you wish, I can grant you this power permanently..." (End of this chapter)