The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Below the separated mud flow, more than a dozen powerful leaders threw themselves into the Pure White Eye and found themselves in a vast white space.

The Pure White Eye is larger than ten thousand miles, and the space inside is even larger than ten thousand miles.

This treasure was covered with cracks and was on the verge of destruction, but the dozen or so figures who had set foot here were suddenly shocked to find that their spiritual power was rapidly dissipating, and no one could stay here for long.

In addition, because some restrictions have been damaged, a large number of spiritual beings that have not been completely eliminated in recent years will erode the soul.

How much memory and perception of other cultivators one can obtain in a short period of time depends entirely on the strength of their respective souls.

Liu Feng looked around, while using his spiritual power to deduce and his eyes to predict the future, searching for memories and insights that belonged to the leader's level in this vast white space.

Over millions of years, countless people with outstanding talents have been born. Time is limited and should not be wasted on the memories and insights of ordinary immortals and Buddhas.

He had such thoughts, and other leaders who came here naturally had similar ideas.

After some deduction, more than ten figures broke through the air and fell rapidly downwards, among which Liu Feng was the fastest.

Faced with the opportunity to skyrocket his perception, the middle-aged man in imperial robes was more eager than before to join forces. He urged the holy blood of the "Human King" of the other sect, and mobilized the laws and avenues together.

In an instant, a brilliant green light shone from its body surface, and the surrounding spiritual erosion was temporarily repelled due to its laws.

"He has tremendous willpower to resist the erosion of this place, and he also has the power of the avenue of space. We can't be faster than him. Let's quickly join forces to cut off his path." The middle-aged man in the imperial robe conveyed the message to the other leaders.

The religious leaders remained indifferent and each used their own methods.

The five people who were closest to Liu Feng, except for the Human King Shengxue Yin Musheng, the remaining four were three kinds of primitive creatures, blood spirit, sky demon, and evil spirit, and the last one was Tan Tai Zhenyu.

Liu Feng stands on the blood moon, with a divine wheel of will power hanging on his head, and a long river of time and restrictions surrounding him. With his divine power, will power, and Dharma, he is undoubtedly the strongest person here.

Even though he was weakened by 30% in the previous battle, no one present could compete with him head-on.

The essence, blood, and soul in his body were stripped away by the primordial blood spirit. Invisible rules slowed him down, and all kinds of pollution weakened his body and soul.

He forced himself not to use the Dao of Time's Dao-Transforming Method, and only used other Dao-Transforming Methods to exchange injuries with the leader who was chasing him closely.

"I wonder who can stop me. I can only slow him down and take away a little of the leader's memories and insights. Most of the opportunities here today will definitely belong to me."

Liu Feng's face was grim and murderous intent was accumulated in his eyes, but he did not turn around to fight with others.

The vast expanse of whiteness passed by quickly, and within eight breaths, an illusion appeared in front of them that seemed to be composed of hundreds of overlapping illusions. There were more than three hundred remnants of the leader moving around in it.

A figure flashed, and Liu Feng rushed into the illusion first. The divine thoughts between his eyebrows were withdrawn, and the blessing power swept out.

The fourteen sect leaders who were lagging behind were two to four breaths slower. Due to this slight difference, when they came over, half of the illusion disappeared.

The memory insights refined by the Pure White Eye do not need to be refined again, provided that one resists the erosion of residual spirituality and does not get lost in the vast amount of memory.

A total of fifteen figures were in the illusion. After six breaths, the illusion disappeared.

In just six breaths, the fifteen sect leaders seemed to have superimposed the insights of many other sect leaders over the years and merged the insights of these sect leaders into their own insights into the great way.

Although the accumulation of divine energy and cultivation remained unchanged, the strength of all the leaders here was greatly improved due to their insights.

Just as the other fourteen were about to disperse and take in the memories and insights of other prospective leaders here, part of their destiny was stolen at the same time, their cultivation became chaotic, their bodies stagnated, and they became momentarily weak.

"Buzz..."

A distorted trace larger than 40,000 miles appeared, and a dark insect shadow that was 40% more terrifying than before, pulling the 40,000 miles of this place into darkness.

None of the fourteen leaders fell, and they fell into darkness, with endless space cracks strangling them.

Liu Feng, who also became stronger through the method of Dao Transformation and gained most of the benefits, saw his strength increase by 40% in just six breaths. Moreover, the insect shadow was still getting bigger, and the power of Dao Transformation was still increasing, apparently surpassing his peak state when he came here.

Beyond the insect shadows, countless golden threads of wish power were entwined around Liu Feng's body. The threads of divine consciousness that were released were not retracted, but spread in all directions, continuously absorbing the insights of many cultivators.

Moving the sight into the insect shadow, the fourteen sect leaders were all resisting the spatial strangulation and fleeing out of the insect shadow.

His gaze first fixed on the middle-aged man in the imperial robe. He raised his hand and pushed it forward. A circle of darkness expanded in front of him and enveloped the man in a flash.

The rules created by the Avenue of Laws and Regulations were destroyed, and the emperor's figure, who was covered in a green glow, turned into dust bit by bit.

The other leaders were preoccupied with their own affairs, and no one was willing to join forces with this Human King, the Holy Blood Monk. When facing Liu Feng alone at this moment, they were destroyed in one blow.

After getting rid of a powerful opponent, while the sect leaders were still unable to escape from the insect shadow, he glanced at the original blood spirit for the second time and glanced at the South China Sea Dragon Ancestor out of the corner of his eye.

The original blood spirit hurt him the most, and the Dragon Ancestor of the South China Sea was also one of the leaders who plotted against his master Tanye back then.

A circle of darkness emerged again, covering the South China Sea Dragon Ancestor whose face turned pale with horror.

As for the original blood spirit, Liu Feng used all his means, not sparing the consumption of his cultivation, and tried his best to "greet" this old and powerful man who had lived for a long time.

Dense void whirlpools threw in the insect shadows, like whirlpools merging into water, leading to more space cracks that strangled the original blood spirit.

At the same time, all the methods of transformation of the Tao that Liu Feng had comprehended so far, as well as the other eleven methods of transformation of the Tao, were fully utilized.

Then, the South China Sea Dragon Ancestor died without any suspense. The original blood spirit's blood-like body was broken into half, and the remaining half of the blood light broke free from the insect shadow and escaped.

When the insect shadows disappeared, of the original fourteen leaders, except for the Human King's Holy Blood and the South China Sea Dragon Ancestor who were devoured by the void, the other three were killed by the alien witchcraft.

Five sect leaders died one after another, and half of the original blood spirit origin was shattered here. In a moment, his memories and perceptions were removed by the prohibition of this place.

Only Liu Feng dared to take such a benefit. The line of his divine consciousness swept across, and blood spirit, earth, wind, water, fire, thunder, and laws... In a blink of an eye, the perception of more than ten kinds of great ways merged into his soul.

After taking away some of the memories and insights of the six leaders, Liu Feng could clearly sense that his control over the power of the Dao was still increasing.

Looking at the other leaders who were fleeing separately, he chased upwards and pointed a point. A ray of divine light flashed across and hit Tan Tai Zhen Yu.

"You can hurt me, but you can't kill me."

Tan Tai Zhenyu's figure disappeared, Buxiu and Da Meng resisted the divine light of Poxu, and they still had the strength left to cast out a series of star power sword formations to counterattack Liu Feng.

His counterattack was no match for Liu Feng at the moment, but Liu Feng was indeed unable to kill him.

Neither side could stay here for long, and while the two of them were chasing and fleeing, they did not forget to collect insights from the cultivators along the way. As for the other seven who escaped, two of them were caught up by Liu Feng and unfortunately followed the footsteps of the Dragon Ancestor of the South China Sea.

The water of the sea of ​​delusion is surging, outside the pure white eyes.

Tan Ye, who occupied the body of the Soul-Devouring Hall's master, was collecting mud pool fragments for Liu Feng on the spot.

According to his perception, only a dozen breaths had passed. When the powerful leaders who had gone in came out, half of them were gone. The original blood spirit that escaped first had also lost a lot of energy.

He did not see Liu Feng flying out of the Pure White Eye, he only felt a figure suddenly appear beside him, as if Liu Feng appeared out of thin air.

With each in and out, Liu Feng's strength skyrocketed, almost doubling from before.

The master and disciple knew what to do next without saying a word.

Seeing the water of the Sea of ​​Delusion about to flood over, as the Land of Samsara was completely shattered, most of the power of the Great Dao that suppressed this place dissipated.

Without the worry of being interrupted midway, Liu Feng flipped his hand to shatter the space in front of him, opened the void passage, and traveled through space to the south.

What we saw along the way was that in the vast and colorful water body, the four kinds of immortal species, the Blood Shura, the Yin-Yang Immortal Essence, the Original Spirit Root, and the Chaos Clay Statue, were being hunted by twisted figures.

Jing Cang's will controls more than seventy quasi-leaders. Among the immortals who came here, only the leading leader might escape successfully, but none of the other immortals would be spared.

The two of them moved very quickly as they traveled through space, and because they were separated by a void barrier, Tan Ye could not see the scene outside clearly, but Liu Feng could.

When his eyes fell on a twisted figure carrying a tortoise shell, his brows furrowed slightly.

The figure carrying the tortoise shell was hunched over, and behind him followed a thin woman wrapped in a cloak. They were none other than Yang Shanzi and his disciple Yao Suxiang.

The part of their souls that belonged to Jing Cang revived, but their souls and spirituality had been completely taken away, which was equivalent to death, and they became one of Jing Cang's incarnations.

Without looking further, Liu Feng withdrew his gaze, and a void passage opened in front of him.

After a while, the number of Jing Cang's incarnations around became fewer, with only less than ten incarnations. They were originally at the level of a leader, controlled by Jing Cang's will, and their strength was close to that of the older generation of leaders.

The water of the Sea of ​​Delusion was dyed blood red. In the projection of the Shura Blood Sea, two Blood Shuras were holding giant axes and fighting against nine incarnations of Jing Cang.

The original will of the Shura Blood Sea roared silently, and vague voices were heard, as if questioning Jing Cang over and over again.

Why did Jing Cang want to kill the Immortal Species? And why did he erase its past memories? The origin of the Immortal Species that existed from ancient times is unknown.

In response to his question, Jing Cang's incarnation did not respond at all.

The next moment, Master Liu Feng and his apprentice arrived.

Tanye ignited all the spirits and souls in his body, and his figure fell helplessly. All his spirituality turned into an invisible inner demon, which ignored spatial distance and could cast spells anywhere within its perception range.

Even though the two Blood Shuras were blessed with the will of the Immortal Seed, one of them, Liu Feng Shura, temporarily fell into a state of frenzy and loss of control.

As the inner demon transformed by Tanye confronted the original will of the immortal species, it disappeared piece by piece.

The remaining old Shura named Wei was the only one left, unable to withstand the nine incarnations of Jing Cang.

In a moment, Shura's body was wiped out by Liu Feng's real body, and the old Shura was killed by Jing Cang.

After taking away the fragments of Shura's soul, Liu Feng did not hesitate to distance himself from Jing Cang's incarnation and fled towards Shen Yin and others outside the land of samsara.

In the last look before leaving, the nine incarnations of Jing Cang looked at him from afar, and the eyes on the nine twisted faces showed only fatigue.

Liu Feng could guess Jing Cang's situation to some extent. He merely took in the survivors. The obsession of these creatures to survive fell on him alone, which was already too much for him to bear.

If it were Jing Cang who transformed into all living beings and supported their reincarnation, the weight he had to bear was something Liu Feng could not imagine at the moment.

Turning his gaze to the outside of the land of reincarnation, Liu Feng looked from afar and saw that Luo Shenghun, Shen Yin, Yuan Caihe and Bian Qingqin had all made progress in their cultivation.

Bian Qingqin has already taken half a step back and has been promoted to a three-body Taoist immortal. Part of the power of the Dao emanating from her is consistent with Lu Yao's, both of which are the Dao of Destiny.

The four people who were flying away from the Sea of ​​Delusion seemed to sense that an irresistible and terrifying aura that gathered the power of many great ways was approaching.

After a moment of surprise, the four of them felt relieved and recognized that it was Liu Feng.

Then there was another person in front of him, Liu Feng, who stood in front of them to clear the way. With the arrival of this person, the erosion of delusions of all living beings in the Sea of ​​Delusion disappeared, as if this elusive resentment was also suppressed by him.

If the Liu Feng who came here was similar to Daoxuzi's peak in the past, then the current Liu Feng, thanks to the various opportunities encountered during the catastrophe, has already surpassed Daoxuzi and is heading towards the path leading to the Great Dao.

Under the slightly shocked gazes of the four people, the soul fragments in Liu Feng's palm were refined. The immortal spirit could not be taken, so he could only give up a little of the soul as a price and refine the memories from the soul.

The memories of practicing Buddhism life after life were fed back to his body's soul. The true meaning of the eighty-one Buddhist paths was fulfilled, and the Buddha power in Liu Feng's body circulated more and more smoothly.

The scene of nothingness soon came into view. After escaping from the sea of ​​delusion, Liu Feng released the Buddha's power that was enveloping the four people.

"The only thing left is the road to heaven. For the four Taoists, it is a life-or-death struggle. It is up to you whether you want to stay in the void and wait for everything to settle, or go together."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Caihe, Shen Yin and others couldn't help but hesitate and think about it.

Staying in nothingness is equivalent to placing your hopes on others, hoping that a strong person can succeed, and ultimately your own survival will be decided by that strong person.

Otherwise, if no one succeeds in reaching the space, they can only rely on luck to survive, and the possibility of survival is extremely low.

No matter what they think, regardless of friendship, but only considering their own gains and losses, they should walk with Liu Feng and help Liu Feng stand out from the many strong people.

Anyway, we are hoping to give birth to a person who is powerful enough to ascend to heaven, so naturally it would be best if it is someone we know.

Seeing the four people nodded and followed, Liu Feng understood their intentions and looked into the distance into the boundless nothingness with a solemn expression.

As his realm was further elevated, the barriers of the chaotic sky and even the spatial distance seemed like illusions to him and were invisibly weakened a lot.

Therefore, he roughly knew the situation of his clone in the deep sea of ​​suffering. He had found the other half of the Time Array Plate, but fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)