Infinite Defense

He and Chiton had investigated this matter together, but it turned out that because he had been imprisoned for a few days, he just missed it, and Chiton was in danger alone.

Sikong Zhen was extremely angry with himself.

He is a timid and cowardly person, but he can be cruel to himself.

Anger turned into motivation for cultivation, and he began to look for ways to become stronger, and... ways to control his anger.

You lose your sanity when you're angry, and you lose your sanity when you use your bloody aura, and that's okay.

In his exclusive closed underground cell, Sikong Zhen tied himself firmly with a special iron lock, and then took the initiative to let himself fall into a state of madness.

At first, every time he did this, he would fall into a state of collapse, and after going mad, he would use his physical strength frantically, smashing everything he saw into pieces.

But fortunately, because when the cell was built for him, extremely strong materials were chosen, so with the strength of Sikong Array, it was not enough to destroy anything here.

It's just that after a long time, the walls, the floor and the iron bars of the cell are covered with horrific scars, blows, and scratches. After Sikong Zhen wakes up from that state, he often sees new wounds in the cell. , he couldn't help being even more afraid.

He is very afraid, afraid that if one day he goes crazy, no one can stop him, at that time, will I hurt many innocent people?

Chiton was right, he should control this power, not be controlled by it.

Losing consciousness countless times, and then waking up due to exhaustion, I don't know how many times.

It was dark, and the dark cell was filled with cries of pain and anger.

Until one day, Sikong Zhen suddenly asked himself a question.

Why am I... angry?

Who is the object of my anger and madness?

In his memory, there was no hatred for anyone left, and when he asked himself this question, he didn't have anyone's face in his mind.

So, what is he angry about?

Then he finally figured it out.

The real target of Sikong Zhen's anger is himself, that cowardly and cowardly himself.

In the face of many things, he has no position at all, and he has no courage to face himself.

Where did Sikong's surname come from? Is his family alive or dead?

Shouldn't he seek and explore these?

Sikong Zhen was immersed in these problems, he thought of the strict family rules, and looked for the so-called rightness in them.

Not correct.

Sikong Zhen put himself in various positions, constantly arousing various angers.

Damn thing, you are my strength, so you should be under my control!

In countless confrontations with the blood-colored aura, Sikong Zhen lost his body completely. He was seriously injured, and often came out of the cell covered in blood to replenish his strength and condition, and then went in again.

He couldn't remember how many times he lost, but there were hundreds of times.

In the past, everyone would only tell him how terrifying this aura is, and how much harm you will suffer if you use it, and it will also hurt others.

They described the existence of bloody aura as evil ghosts and demons.

Until he told me that his life is ultimately to be controlled by himself.

Looking at me who was unwilling to get up after I fell, I told me to stand up, saying that evil spirits are not scary at all, they are all your things.

Sikongzhen refused to give up, and cultivated frantically without regard for his life. Sikongzhen's cultivation base did not improve at all, but because of frequent injuries, he regressed to the first level of spiritual light.

No one cared about the cell he was in, only he himself walked into it again and again without fear of darkness.

Because of fear, he had no choice but to start a physical battle with the bloody aura.

He lost hundreds of times.

Until one day, when he walked out of the dark prison cell facing the morning sun and morning dew.

A ray of aura surrounding the palm of the hand reflected the blood-like brilliance under the sunshine of the morning sun.

He succeeded, and the first ray of bloody aura controlled by his Sikong array appeared.

He said hoarsely to the boundless mountains: "This is... the power of me, Sikong Zhen!"

Tears flowed unstoppably, no matter how much you wiped them off, you could only hear his crying alone on the mountains covered with residual clouds, and it spread far, far away in the open mountains and fields.

He did it, the so-called impossible thing.

Because of his cowardice and fear, he tried his best to find this breakthrough. Even when he came back to his senses, his cultivation had almost regressed to the lowest spiritual state.

He has become the bottom among practitioners.

But he was very satisfied, because he knew that he had achieved an incredible thing.

I even can't wait to share it with my friends.

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Speaking of which, Chi Yuan returned home after punishing Chi Feng.