Great Dao Ji

With the last unwillingness and regret, the Great Ape Marquis disappeared in the sky.

There is no next life, of course.

An Qisheng looked down intently, and in his eyes, the operation of the most subtle particles in the void was clearly reflected.

The Great Ape Marquis was crushed by him, and his body, essence, and even his soul were dissipated at a speed that ordinary people could not detect, and finally turned into the most basic particles that make up the world.

The operation of the world in the Wanyang Realm is itself the movement and change of these most subtle "particles". They make up everything, including all spirits and things, and make up the world itself.

In a sense, all things, all spirits, dragons, demons, and even people are essentially no different from the dirt and sand on the side of the road to the world.

This may be the true meaning of the world being unkind and treating all things as straw dogs?

Staring at the Great Ape Marquis floating in the sky, An Qisheng felt something in his heart.

Perhaps living beings have no special meaning to the world.

"Da Yuan Hou is dead"

The old demon who was once the supreme demon king, the master of the millions of demons in the imperial continent, and feared by countless people, ended in this way.

Witnessing this scene, there was silence in front of Dashi Mountain. The death of the marquis, even with the isolation of the "Taihuangtian", the sad and unwilling atmosphere still made it difficult for a bystander to control himself.

Since the Middle Ages, most of the time, the strong men who shattered the vacuum have been the strongest group of people in the world. Those who can be promoted to the marquis are all heroes and have great luck.

Such an existence is difficult for countless people to see in their lifetime.

But now, it has fallen in such a casual way, without any suspense, and it can almost be said that there is no resistance.

"A line of separation is really a world of difference" Ying San's eyes moved. Although he looked down on the old demon who was promoted to unity by blood inheritance.

But that was an existence of the same level as himself. Even if he had already predicted that he would not be defeated, he was still touched by his casual death.

Huh~

The air whistled in the sky.

The clouds poured into An Qisheng's sleeves like dragons, and Taihuangtian disappeared without a trace. Only a hazy and colorless spiritual light escaped from the clouds and disappeared into the void.

It was the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons that had lost control and escaped directly into the void.

An Qisheng just glanced at it lightly, without chasing it, and let it go.

The clouds dispersed, and the obscured scene reappeared. Everyone looked at it and was shocked again.

The white-haired Taoist was still sitting cross-legged in the suspended palace, as if he had never stood up from beginning to end, let alone moved a bit!

"I have been refining treasures in seclusion for many days, but I didn't know that you have arrived. Thank you for waiting for me. You may as well go into the mountains to rest. After a few days, I will open a lecture. If you have any questions, I will answer them one by one at that time."

When everyone was feeling complicated, An Qisheng's voice fell from the sky again, resounding in everyone's ears.

"King Yuanyang is broad-minded, we admire him!"

Everyone was stunned at first, then bowed to thank him.

No matter how many people there were among them, and what purpose they came for, at this moment, they could only have the purpose of "paying homage".

In front of the mountain, many elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that there seemed to be no war.

He then walked out and welcomed everyone into the Great Beginning Mountain.

Miao Meng and others had inexplicably complicated expressions. They walked into the mountain under the welcome of Fang Yingqiu and others. Yuan Duxiu looked at Ying San.

The old man full of old age also moved when everyone got up to enter the mountain.

But it was not entering the mountain, but ascending to the sky!

"Ying San came here especially for you. If I can't see you today, I really can't calm down."

Ying San stepped into the sky, his footsteps and voice were neither hurried nor slow.

Witnessing the scene of An Qisheng killing the Great Ape Marquis with one finger, the old man still wanted to step forward, and even, he didn't hesitate at all.

"Master Ying San, he..."

In front of the mountain, all the people who were about to enter the mountain stopped and looked at Ying San with surprise, shock, or sadness.

"Master Ying San, why are you doing this?"

Shi Cheng looked sad and sighed in his heart.

Ying San is now hunched, his blood is weak, and he is old and depressed, but what emerges in his eyes is still the heroic hero who sat cross-legged on the high platform and preached more than 2,000 years ago.

He knew that Ying San must be approaching his end and was unwilling to die of old age. He came here only after hearing that King Yuanyang had appeared.

For him at this moment, life and death don't matter.

"Well."

An Qisheng stared at Ying San for a moment, as if he felt his determination, and nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ying has never taken advantage of others, nor has he joined forces with demons. It is only right for us to meet each other."

Hu~

As his words drifted, An Qisheng flicked his hand, and the Taihuangtian that had just been put away in his sleeves burst out again.

The rolling clouds fell from the sky like a Milky Way, whistling and rolling around the spiritual energy, turning into a light purple staircase.

From the suspended heavenly palace, it has been flowing for tens of thousands of feet, extending to the feet of Ying San:

"Fellow Daoist wants to see me, then please!"

If the sky steps flow, it spreads for tens of thousands of feet, its color is light purple, but there is no Dao essence on it, it seems to be just an ordinary spiritual energy condensed.

But all bystanders will not think that this is an ordinary staircase.

Because Ying Sanben was walking in the air, but when he reached the stairs, he stopped, his expression was a little solemn.

He could feel what was contained in this step.

It was a magical power that was condensed to the purest extreme!

Endless magical powers, intertwined with each other, mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, but they merged into one, turning into a seemingly ordinary step.

In fact, this step has surpassed most of the magical powers he has seen in his life!

After staring silently for a long time, Ying San suddenly looked up, and a different look shone on his old face, as if he had found his state of mind in the past:

"Good!"

Just one word.

Ying San's hunched body suddenly straightened up, and the blood and energy like the surging sea surged on his body, and the divine power burned.

In just a moment, the old air on his body had been swept away, his long hair was still gray, and his face was still old, but no one could regard him as the same person as the old man who was so old before and seemed to be about to die in the next moment!

His energy does not need to be shown, just one look can make you feel the strong power filling your heart.

This change was not unexpected by others, but it still caused quite a stir. They hadn't even met, but they had already forced Ying San to show his strength?

"This staircase"

Shi Cheng's mind was shaken. What was so strange about the staircase that could make Master Ying San feel like he was facing a formidable enemy?

Ying San didn't care about other people's thoughts. He moved his body and stepped onto the staircase.

Huh~

It was like the wind was blowing, blowing his long white hair.

But it was not the wind in the sky.

Instead, a powerful force was transmitted from his feet layer by layer until his hair was stirred up and his robes fluttered!

This force was so vast and powerful, like the ocean, it was transmitted wave by wave, from the body, to the blood, and even to the mind, causing multiple suppressions on him.

"What a magical power!"

Ying San's hair was dancing, and it could be seen that his eyes were like fire, but there was a trace of gratitude: "Daoyou, you are thoughtful."

This force was pure and powerful, and it climbed endlessly, trying to approach his limit.

Push him off the steps!

But his feet seemed to have taken root, and he remained motionless despite the surging power. After a slight compliment, he stepped again.

The great man of the cave heaven could already step thousands of miles, and crush the vacuum bomb thousands of miles. With Ying San's cultivation, it was easy for him to travel hundreds of millions of miles a day.

But on this step, he seemed to have lost all his divine power, as if he was carrying all the mountains and rivers of Dongzhou and all the water in the East China Sea.

There was still the divine power in his body that sent out a surging sound like a tsunami, but he could only step one step at a time, one step at a time.

And the more he walked, the greater the force he endured.

When he walked more than halfway, his skinny body was already full like a strong man, but his muscles and bones still couldn't make a groaning sound.

When he walked seventy, his body swelled like a giant of the War King family, his breath was as strong as the sea, and his blood was as surging as the sun, but his upright waist was hunched instead.

Finally, when he reached ninety miles and could see An Qisheng, Ying San stopped for the first time, and big beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

The drops fell into the sky and turned into a heavy rain, stretching for thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers.

"So, I still have so much to go."

Amid the groans of his muscles and bones, Ying San stood up abruptly, but sighed:

"This road to heaven is really long."

He walked ninety miles of a hundred miles, but the last eleven miles seemed to be more difficult than the previous nine-tenths, even though this was due to the fact that he was old and his blood was falling.

But he knew that even if he was in his prime, when his blood was at its peak, he could not reach the end.

And as long as he could not reach the end, what difference did ninety, ninety-nine, or one make?

"If you were in your prime, you might have the opportunity to go further, or if you were born in the Middle Ages, you would also achieve something."

Looking at the old man, An Qisheng also felt a little regretful.

Everything has an end. The invincible golden body will decay, and the pure yang spirit will also decay. On the road of cultivation, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

This old man has lived for thousands of years, and he may have taken elixirs to prolong his life. Because of this, when he reached his twilight years, it was really the end of the world.

There is no room for redemption.

Even if he has penetrated the subtle mysteries of heaven and earth and can sense the movement of "particles", being able to sense does not mean mastering, and he cannot manipulate it at will.

If he can really master it, it is no longer human power.

With a flick of the finger, all things are born, and with a flip of the hand, all things are destroyed. It is both destruction and creation. It may not be the realm of God, but it is a taboo area that An Qisheng cannot enter at this time.

However,

"Is this my limit?"

Ying San's eyes dimmed for a moment, but then became brighter and brighter, as if the sun and moon in the sky fell into his eyes. His tone was not old, but sonorous:

"Daoyou cast this step to heaven for me, but it should be the most perfect place for me to die!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, there was a thunder explosion in the sky.

Under the gaze of countless people, Ying San's body suddenly caught fire, first like a candle, then like a torch, and finally, like the sun burning, bursting out with terrifying light and heat.

Completely, burning himself.

"Huh?"

In the far distance of the sky, a light exclamation came from the gorgeous carriage pulled by nine dragon beasts.

Huh~

Chu Mengyao lifted the curtain of the car, and a ripple appeared in her heroic eyes, as if she saw the scene happening in the distance.

She was not too anxious all the way here, and she kept thinking and deducing something in her heart. She was startled by the breath and came back to her senses.

The reason was, of course, because she recognized the owner of this aura.

"What does that old guy want to do?"

Chu Mengyao frowned, and with a thought, the terrifying power instantly bloomed, and in an instant, it had driven the chariot into light and left.

Its speed was so fast that Qi Cang was shocked.

"What happened?"

Qi Cang's heart was frightened, and then he seemed to sense the burning of surging blood in the distance, and the sky steps hanging in the sky like a purple galaxy.

Immediately, he was stunned:

"This, this scene"

Boom!

The divine fire burned, and his beard and hair were all flying.

Ying San stepped again, still one step at a time, but he never stopped, and as he stepped, the flames around him became more and more fierce, more and more vast, and more and more magnificent.

One step,

One step

Nine steps in a row, the flames on his body were already extremely strong, but what was more dazzling than the burning of blood and divine power was his eyes.

One step away, the Taoist can be seen.

However, he stopped again, letting the divine fire around him burn, but he did not move forward any further.

It seemed that there was an invisible barrier in front of him, and he could not cross it even if he burned everything.

Even if he was crushed to pieces, burned everything, and gave everything, he still could not cross this threshold?

Even for a moment,

Even for a moment!

At this moment, Ying San roared in his heart, and the difficulty of seeking the way for thousands of years surged in his heart, but as the divine fire around him slowly dissipated, he became silent.

The reluctance in his heart eventually turned into regret:

"Human power is sometimes limited, and it is ultimately impossible to defy the will of heaven"

The sigh did not dissipate.

A white hand suddenly passed through the invisible barrier and reached in front of Ying San:

"Heaven, perhaps it is not irreversible"

Boom!

Wrapped in divine light, on the rapidly approaching chariot, Qi Cang, who happened to see this scene, was struck by lightning and was stunned.

It was like a flash of lightning that pierced his mind, reminding him why this scene made him feel familiar.

This was clearly a legend he had heard in his previous life.

"Ying, the one in Ying San's fireball was the Human King Ying San"

"This scene, this scene is,

The Human King worships the Emperor!!!"

This chapter has about 4,000 words. Good night everyone, I'll try to resume three updates later, I'm getting the hang of it!