this infinite world

Chapter 1225 Admission
As the person closest to the space crack, Yang Yun was also the one who saw it most clearly.

Although it is just a glimpse of the whole picture, the trees alone are hundreds or thousands of meters high, and there is no end in sight. The starry sky is boundless, the sky is unknown how high it is, and the earth is unknown how thick it is... The spiritual energy coming from the convection makes the dead air in the air seem to be purified, which shows that the world on the other side is definitely extraordinary!

Then, there is only one answer... On the other side of the space rift is the prehistoric continent!
Gritting his teeth, Yang Yun looked at Yi Qi standing in the void and roared, "Why did you open the passage to the prehistoric continent... cough!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yun spat out a mouthful of blood. It was only then that he was surprised to find that even though he had been using his spiritual power to heal the hole in his chest, the wound still showed no signs of healing. Not only that, the wound was even consuming his spiritual power, gradually expanding...

"Although fairy power is a top-level healing energy, it has its limits after all."

Until this moment, Yi Qi's voice slowly came over, as if he knew what Yang Yun was thinking. He took the initiative to explain: "The Great Desolate Continent is vast and boundless. There are at least 8,000 immortal-level cultivators, if not 10,000. Among them, there are many amazing people like you who have mastered immortal spiritual power before reaching the immortal level... However, although this energy can bring back the dead and turn flesh and bones, it is powerless against 'Dao injuries'."

Road injury.

There is no distinction between high and low in the Tao, but there is a difference between strong and weak.

The way of the strong is a weapon that cannot be more powerful. Even if it is only at the advanced level of the fourth stage, and the prototype of the holy way that belongs to oneself is condensed, then when it is unfolded, ordinary fourth-level beginners who cannot break through themselves will almost die as many as they come - and only the fourth-level intermediates who have the light of the soul can resist a little.

As for the fifth-level battle, in addition to the mastery of the four elements, the real life-and-death battle is a showdown of saints - after all, saints are immortal, and even an inconspicuous stone or an ordinary weed can represent their thoughts; and the so-called "Dharma has its own primordial spirit" allows them to derive themselves even from such illusory things as "summoning intentions".

There is no need to abide by the conventional distinction between life and death, nor is there a need for a flesh and blood body, an energy body, or a material shell. Even if the soul is completely destroyed, as long as the true spirit is not extinguished, it can return countless times. And the means to kill the true spirit are not only extremely rare, but it is also not easy to cultivate to the point of completely destroying the true spirit of a saint.

Therefore, saints may encounter setbacks, but to truly make them fall is as difficult as ascending to heaven with bare hands. And to completely destroy them, it is necessary to create a serious injury that can destroy the essence of his life and his true spirit... For saints at the same level, the most direct means is to collide with their own "Tao", covering from the depth and purity, and completely erasing the essence of the other party!

"This is the nature of the battle between high-level saints."

Yi Qi's tone was not only free of sarcasm, but also full of admiration. It was as if he was not hostile to Yang Yun at this moment, but was instructing a junior that he was extremely optimistic about: "Destroy the opponent's inheritance, martial arts, and moves, and erase all traces of the enemy, even denying the saintly way, rather than just destroying the opponent on a macro level."

"Speaking of which, do you know? A long, long time ago, among the myriad races of the prehistoric world, there was a junior saint who challenged a senior saint without knowing his own limitations. As a result, he died in exactly the same way as you are now."

Yi Qi pointed his right hand at the hole in Yang Yun's chest. "With a flip of his palm, this junior saint was easily wiped out of all traces of his existence without even realizing his failure. Even the tribe he created lost all memories of him. The only thing that proves that he existed is the hole of nothingness reflected in the bodies of his descendants—"

"Have you... said enough?"

Even if he used the light of his soul mixed with the power of immortal spirits, he could only delay the erosion of the wound at best, but forget about completely healing it. As Yang Yun listened to Yi Qi's words, he could not help but feel impatient: "Origin——"

"Instantaneous reincarnation!" The heart of life leaped, and endless dazzling light burst out from Yang Yun's heart, like a rising sun, instantly washing away the holy erosion wrapped around his wound. Without the influence of the "Dao injury", the originally shocking huge wound on Yang Yun's chest was completely repaired in an instant!

The next moment, Yang Yun stretched out one hand. It was a simple action, but it aroused the resonance of all the energy around him. The energy in the surrounding space was pulled by the invisible force and gathered into an upside-down brilliant river in an instant. The spatial fluctuations were like waves, upside down, pressed down, and rushed down towards Yiqi mercilessly!

The Milky Way is upside down!

"Yes, although he has not yet become a saint, this skill alone is enough to suppress ordinary primary saints."

Facing the torrent of space energy that was rolling in and was about to submerge him and the crack in the air, Yi Qi didn't even blink. He simply stretched out his right hand, which now had only four fingers left, and put them together, pointing his index finger upwards.

"One finger to mend the sky - erect a pillar."

With a not-so-loud sound, Ijina's ordinary fingers turned into a gigantic pillar supporting the earth and the sky, and suddenly met the vast galaxy that was pressing down like the collapse of the sky and the earth!
“But for me, it’s not enough.”

Holding up the collapsing sky with one finger, Yi Qi looked at the blazing green flames on Yang Yun's body, nodded slightly, and showed approval: "Is this the path you have taken? Not bad. Although it has not yet surpassed his scope, it can still be called a new path."

"Have you not yet understood what 'death' really means? Then let me tell you, the death of the body, soul, and true spirit is not actually true 'death'. Only when your history no longer exists at any point in time, and no one in the entire multiverse remembers your name, this is the real 'death' -"

"Boom-"

Suddenly, a dull sound came from the space crack, and Yi Qi stopped talking: "Ah, it seems that they reacted quite quickly, which is good."

The next moment, along with Yi Qi's words, countless mighty armies dressed in white robes and armor, holding spears and halberds, dressed in uniform, even the weakest one was at least at the fourth level, poured out from the world on the other side of the crack!
The Great Heaven...

Admission!

The next chapter will be later, no need to wait...

My waist hurt so badly today that I knelt on the ground when I got up. It took me a long time to recover...

I'm sorry.

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(End of this chapter)