Wuji Tongtian

Chapter 761
Yang Fan was stunned.

It never occurred to me that at the end of the Three Thousand Avenues, there is a lonely grave!
So, where is the benefit of reaching the finish line?
Doesn't it mean that every existence that reaches the end will greatly increase in strength?

"This...is the end of the Three Thousand Great Way?" Daoist Gui stood upright, stood on Yang Fan's shoulder, looked at the lonely grave, and cried out.

"Isn't it here?" Hearing Daoist Gui's astonished tone, Yang Fan became suspicious.

Daoist Gui laughed and said, "What is the end of the Three Thousand Ways? Only those who have been here know. And those existences have never told outsiders in detail, so..."

Daoist Gui didn't say anything later, but Yang Fan also understood.

Therefore, Daoist Gui didn't know what the end point of the Three Thousand Great Dao was.

"No!" Daoist Gui suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise, "Perhaps, the end of the Three Thousand Ways is not the same place."

Before this, no matter who it was, it was taken for granted that the end of the Three Thousand Avenues all lead to the same place.

After all, after those people left the end of the Three Thousand Avenues, their strength has increased significantly.

So everyone guessed that the end point is the same place, and those few people who exist will get the same benefits.

But now, seeing the scene in front of him, Gui Daozun felt that everyone was wrong before.

Yang Fan understood Gui Daozun's words, raised his eyebrows, and carefully looked at the lonely grave not far away.

The end of the mirror road is a lonely grave.

Who is buried in this lonely grave?

"Go, go and have a look." Daoist Gui urged.

It is also curious and wants to find out who is buried at the end of this mirror road after death.Even Daoist Gui faintly felt that there was a big secret in it.

Daoist Gui couldn't help being excited about this.

Exploring these secrets is a very exciting thing for it!
Yang Fan nodded, he didn't feel any relaxation just because he reached the finish line.He walked slowly towards the lonely grave, fully alert for any possible changes.

hum!
Suddenly, a ray of light fell from the sky, instantly covering the Gui Dao Zun on Yang Fan's shoulder.

Before Yang Fan could make any movement, the light disappeared.

But when he turned his head and looked, Daoist Gui Daozun standing on his shoulder had also disappeared.

Immediately, Yang Fan circulated his true energy to the extreme, stood motionless on the spot, his expression extremely solemn.However, after a full incense stick of time passed, the light did not appear again.

Even the top of the mountain is so quiet that it makes people panic.

"It's too evil, I think it's better to leave." Yang Fan murmured in his heart, planning to leave here and go to the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness.

As for Daoist Gui, he didn't know where it was taken by that light.

"However, with the mysterious origin of Daoist Gui, it should be fine!"

Yang Fan thought so, but he was not sure.

Only, he couldn't do anything.

Just when Yang Fan was about to leave here, suddenly the solitary tomb burst open.

With a bang, Yang Fan was startled.

"Damn, it's a fraud!" Yang Fan looked at the cracked solitary tomb, and there was a hazy light emerging, and he felt that the mountaintop had become gloomy because of it.

Regardless of whether this was his illusion or not, anyway, this place cannot be stayed anymore, it is too dangerous.

Yang Fan said silently in his heart, "Enter the Sea of ​​Misery" four words.

But the next moment, the muscles on Yang Fan's face twitched.

He is still on the top of this mountain, and he can't leave here at all.

Since he couldn't enter the bitter sea, Yang Fan took a deep breath and walked towards the lonely grave step by step.

"Let's see if it's really a fake corpse!" Yang Fan slowly approached the lonely grave, activating the Eye of Myriad Magic, but unfortunately he couldn't see through the hazy light at all.

When Yang Fan approached, the hazy light suddenly dissipated invisible.

The scene in the lonely grave immediately appeared clearly in Yang Fan's sight.

"Is this... a will-o'-the-wisp?"

In the solitary tomb, there were no coffins or bones, only a palm-sized flame.

The green flames are extremely penetrating to look at.

The moment Yang Fan saw the flame, the hairs all over his body couldn't help but stand on end.

Swish!
And the next moment, this flame, like a will-o'-the-wisp, rushed towards Yang Fan.

"not good!"

Yang Fandang even wanted to retreat, but at this moment, he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be immobilized, and he couldn't move at all.

But to Yang Fan's surprise, the green flame rushed into his right hand.

The indescribable pain spread from the right hand and spread all over the body.

Under the severe pain, Yang Fan's face was distorted and his eyes were bloodshot, which was even more terrifying than when he practiced the demon transformation technique and melted the blood of monster beasts.

Yang Fan couldn't help but have an urge to die, so that he wouldn't have to suffer.

Along with this thought, the vitality in his body began to dissipate, and Yang Fan could clearly feel it.

"No, never give up!"

Yang Fan yelled wildly in his heart, forcibly suppressing this thought, and began to concentrate all his energy, facing this pain that was ten thousand times more intense than ten thousand poisons.

Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment, enough to make people want to die madly, and the pain gradually subsided.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan regained control of his body and fell directly to the ground, lying on his back in front of the lonely grave, gasping for breath.His pale face slowly regained some color.

"It's almost over."

Thinking of the pain just now, Yang Fan felt lingering fear.

Immediately, Yang Fan sat up, intending to see what happened to his right hand.

But before he could observe, his eyes suddenly focused, and he directly entered the cultivation state.

At this very moment, pure and profound energy was continuously emerging from his whole body.Under the stimulation of this energy, he can even easily break through the realm of heaven and man.

But he must not break through!

Otherwise, the mission failed and he did not break through the innate realm, and he would only die.

At this critical moment, the Hundred Refining Sutras cultivated by Yang Fan once again exerted a powerful power.

This pure and mysterious energy was forcibly refined and transformed into Jingyuan, which crazily strengthened the physical body.

Slowly, Yang Fan was completely immersed in the cultivation.

I don't know how long it took, when Yang Fan opened his eyes again, there was a domineering and domineering aura fluctuating from his body.It is several times stronger than before.

His physical training has broken through to the late stage of the Xiantian realm!

After completely restraining his breath, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he finally had time to check the changes in his right hand.

Spreading out his right hand, the entire palm was no different from the beginning, but Yang Fan frowned.Then, he had a thought.

In the palm that was originally empty, a green flame pattern emerged, like a tattoo the size of a wine glass.

"what is this?"

Yang Fan looked at the palm, he could feel the existence of the flame pattern, he could control it, make it appear, or hide it.

But other than that, he couldn't sense the use of this flame pattern, as if it was a tattoo that could be hidden automatically.

(End of this chapter)