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The heavens and the worlds, countless spaces.

Many old monsters opened their eyes and showed horror on their faces.

"I am... falling down?"

"No, there is no impact on combat power!"

"Wait...Yang Wu is the Taoist master?"

"I see the way forward... No, it's not Yang Liu, it's still Yang Wu."

"Omniscience, omnipotence, loop?"

At this moment, all the Yangwu monks suddenly had the road ahead in their minds.

That is a much more powerful path!
"Entering the cycle means eternal existence. Even if it returns to nothingness, there is nothing we can do about it!"

"If you want to enter the cycle, you must master one!"

At this moment, countless Yang Fives in all the heavens and worlds have discovered the way forward.

The road ahead is the master of the way and the cycle.

This is the path that all Yang Fives can take, except for stepping into Yang Six.

But... this road is full of dangers and needs to be fully mastered.

In an instant, countless battles broke out in the world of the living, the world of the dead, and even the world of rebirth.

The disputes on the road are even worse than an adulterer killing his father.

More and more powerful people are born and are called Dao Masters.

One circular world after another appeared, like a huge Great Wall, spanning the Yang World.

More and more people are blocked from returning home by this huge wall.

In a short period of time, Guiwu...seemed to be much less, and the speed of expansion slowed down.

However, at this moment, something strange happened.

"No, even if we, Yang Wu, take charge of one Dao, it will be hard for us to become Dao Master!"

"Three disasters and three calamities!"

It seems that Gui Wu discovered the cycle and stopped it from spreading, so he sent down three disasters and three catastrophes to prevent Yang Wu from becoming the Lord of Tao.

After all, it was too easy for Yang Wu to become the Taoist master, so there were three disasters and three calamities.

Of course, if someone like Yang Sanjiezhu wants to become a Taoist master, there will be no three disasters and three calamities.

After all, there are too many Yang Wus. If everyone becomes a Dao Master, the speed of the spread of Guiwu will drop to zero.

Of course, the so-called three disasters and three catastrophes have different names and manifestations in the underworld, the world of the living, and the world of rebirth.

At the same time, in the world of rebirth, a look of confusion flashed in San Sheng’s eyes.

The three disasters and three calamities descended, blocking all beings from achieving enlightenment.

And he, a monk who had achieved the cycle of enlightenment, suffered the greatest blow.

Gui Wu... fell on him.

"cycle!"

The three lives resist returning to nothingness through cycles.

The place where he attained enlightenment is in the realm of rebirth, where time and space are trapped in a cycle. As long as he does not die, even if the world is destroyed, he can be fished out from the mother river of the universe.

But at this moment, Gui Wu seemed to have awakened his consciousness, seeing him as a threat, and instinctively wanted to destroy him.

In an instant, the power of nothingness in countless spaces and all the worlds fell on San Sheng at this moment.

A crack appeared on San Sheng's face.

He was like a porcelain doll, his body shattered.

Experiencing Gui Wu up close, at this moment, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

“So this is Guiwu.”

"There is life and there is death, there is stillness and there is movement."

"The Emperor of Heaven is Guiwu."

“Silence is the return to nothingness.”

"Nothingness is nothingness."

"Even I will return to nothingness."

All Taoism, supernatural powers, ultimate principles, great principles, and rules belong to the category of nothingness.

The stronger the creature, the more powerful Guiwu will be.

All things rotate, and people go from birth to death.

The universe, from opening to nothingness.

"cycle!"

San Sheng roared, trying to use the power of circulation to fight against Gui Wu.

At this moment, he felt endless pressure.

It seemed as if several Yang Lius attacked him at the same time.

Or in other words, all the Taoist masters, all the Yang Wus, all living beings, and all dead things in the world attacked him at the same time.

He proved his Dao with Yang Wu, and in terms of strength, he is actually comparable to Yang Liu.

But this is not reincarnation, and it is not the path he is pursuing.

In just a moment, his arm was destroyed.

The power of circulation reorganizes again.

Such collisions happen every moment.

If just a little bit of it overflows, it can cause the death of tens of thousands of world masters.

The collision between San Sheng and Gui Wu resulted in a stalemate.

Destruction, restart, breakage, and rebirth.

"Is this... a lie?"

After an unknown number of years, San Sheng's consciousness became blurred and he was in a daze.

As for Guiwu's... erosion, it also became weaker.

At this moment, San Sheng's soul was dim and his true spirit was shattered.

He saw that his body was transforming into nothingness.

"This is the curse called perdition."

"Curse me, curse my lineage."

"Everything will eventually return to nothingness."

He used cycles to resist returning to nothingness and was cursed with perdition.

This curse is not only destroying him, but also destroying his world.

This kind of destruction is difficult to recover even for the Dao Master's cycle.

After all, this is all destructive power.

"Cough cough..."

San Sheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his mouth was filled with blood foam.

He hasn't had this kind of injury in many years.

He was in a daze, his consciousness was hazy, and he stumbled like an ordinary monk.

"This kind of karma cannot be resisted except through reincarnation."

"What is reincarnation?"

"Where is my reincarnation?"

He fell into the human world.

He has a slender figure, like a seriously injured knight.

"Hey, beggar, this bun is for you."

"Miss, stay away from this kind of person. In case there are enemies..."

"Beggar, get away from me!"

"This man must be a god. He didn't freeze to death despite three years of heavy snow!" "God, please accept me as your disciple. I want revenge!"

In this mortal world, I have met many people in my three lifetimes.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his eyes became clear.

"Someone became a Dao master?"

"Swallowing to become a Buddha?"

“Somewhat familiar.”

He felt somewhat familiar with that breath.

It was as if... I had taken a bite of his soul.

"Reincarnation... What is reincarnation?"

He did not try to sense the Taoist master again, but continued to search for his own reincarnation.

Time passed and I don’t know how many years had passed.

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The influence of the curse of damnation on him is getting stronger and stronger.

The place where he preached is also known as the Land of Abandonment.

In endless years, he saw the Emperor of Heaven descending to the world of the afterlife, as if he wanted to find him.

He also saw that the divine man’s breath had transformed into a god with great ambition.

However, all this has nothing to do with him.

His true spirit and consciousness were also constantly dissolving.

He only had a glimmer of obsession left.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

"There is Meng Po in the cycle of reincarnation."

"Who is Meng Po?"

"Forgotten?"

"Reincarnation lacks forgetfulness?"

"Yes, I want to forge a...Sword of Oblivion."

San Sheng's obsession is muddled.

The Sword of Oblivion can erase the curse of damnation.

It is also a part of the cycle.

"This is my only chance... to enter reincarnation."

San Sheng's body was completely shattered at this moment and turned into nothingness, leaving only a black shadow, like a ghost in this world.

Wandering in the afterlife, just to find the materials to forge that sword.

"The proud bones are the bones of the sword."

"The best bones are those that are fearless and full of determination."

He traveled all over the country.

Later, he saw a little boy who was full of hatred. He took away all the boy's emotions and gave the boy the world's strongest kendo talent.

Later, he saw that in the loop, the man stabbed the woman with the sword.

It was snowing heavily and the sky was bleeding.

The woman was covered in blood and had a cold expression, as if she was alone under the lamp.

She held the sword in her hand, tightly.

The sword transformed by the sword disciple.

Later, in the cycle, he saw the residual spirit of the Taoist master who had attained enlightenment through devouring.

She seemed to have died from three disasters and three calamities.

The black shadow transformed by San Sheng went to the Universe Alliance, found Wu Shi, and replaced the Devouring Master with Wu Shi.

And later.

The Taoist god Youqian died, and Wu Shi was holding a blood-red sword in his hand, with a depressed and ferocious expression.

Looking at the lonely figure of the girl, San Sheng's eyes were confused.

"This sword... was successful?"

"No, it hasn't worked yet. What's missing?"

For Wu Shi, this sword is powerful enough, powerful enough to fight against the curse of sinking.

But for San Sheng, this sword is still too weak.

It is simply impossible to serve as the pillar of reincarnation.

"What else is missing?"

San Sheng was puzzled, he did not get the sword back.

On the other side, Wu Shi, holding a blood-red sword, repelled Jiu Tian Shen Que and vented his anger for his master.

The Taoist god who had hurt her master was also killed by her.

The expanding curse of damnation was also flattened by the sword in her hand.

"Master..."

Wu Shi's eyes were a little red.

She stood on the snowy mountain, with heavy snow falling, but she could not see her old friends.

"The Zhoushan Realm... there are also abandoned places... because of the curse of sinking, if you go deeper, time and space will be in chaos, and the past and the future are only a thought away..."

She thought of the sword disciple.

She remembered the sword disciple who drew his sword against her on Yunmeng Mountain.

"Master, I will definitely see you again."

She was no longer active in the afterlife, but went deep into the abandoned land.

The Zhoushan Realm had long been pulled into the Abandoned Land and became a part of it.

She went deep into the abandoned land, standing in the Zhoushan world, on the edge of time and space.

She was waiting, time and space were in chaos, maybe in some crack in time, she would be able to see the swordsman again.

Unfortunately, even though she passed through the Abandoned Land and crossed the cycle, she did not see the familiar figure in that timeline.

At the same time, in the cracks of time, San Sheng's eyes were calm, and he murmured: "He is quite good at acting."

If other people looked at Wu Shi, they would all think that she was a passionate love-brained person who always wanted to see the sword disciple again and change the reality of the sword disciple becoming a sword.

But in fact……

This is indeed the case.

But Wu Shi is inadvertently exploring San Sheng's identity, strength, and improving his strength at every moment.

It was obvious that Wu Shi wanted revenge.

After all, San Sheng played with her and played with them, the master and the disciple.

Sansheng was wearing a black robe, and there was a rare glimmer of clarity in his muddled eyes: "Could it be... that this sword is missing me?"

Later, in an abandoned place, Wu Shi had an adventure and picked up a rare treasure.

That rare treasure drifted in from the underworld and seemed to be transformed by Yang Si.

She remained calm as she merged this rare treasure into the Sword of Oblivion that her master had transformed into.

It was snowing heavily. She held the sword in her hand with a cold expression: "Can I... kill him?"

She wasn't sure.

The dark shadow who was toying with her and her master was too mysterious and unpredictable, and far more terrifying than an ordinary Taoist master.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the person’s condition doesn’t seem to be very good.

She lay dormant for who knows how long.

Finally, on a snowy day, she chose to draw her sword.

She wants to avenge her master!
She wants revenge for the swordsman!
Those who play with fate will eventually be played by fate!

(End of this chapter)