ninety thousand miles

Chapter 516 Sea of ​​Clouds
Xiao Hong felt like he was surrounded by an endless murderous intent. The surroundings were completely silent, and the sound of the pot that had been ringing in his ears could no longer be heard.

The murderous intent was like an undercurrent hidden in the night, surging quietly.

The black shovel kept changing, creating one quiet space after another within the formation.

The killer move was hidden in the shadows of these spaces, waiting for Xiao Hong to reveal a flaw.

The Deep Fire Mirror was suspended in the center of the formation, silently controlling all changes. The light and shadows in the formation slowly flowed under the reflection of the Deep Fire Mirror, entangling Xiao Hong more and more tightly.

Wen Guying closed his eyes, took out a jade bottle, and drank the liquid in it. As the coolness of the liquid spread throughout his body, his almost shattered sea of ​​consciousness and meridians were soothed.

The formation, the Abyssal Fire Mirror, the help of Jiang Mei and Yao Shuang, all these things leveled the gap between them and Xiao Hong in strength. As long as Xiao Hong made a mistake in the formation, it would be their chance to win. But at the same time, if Xiao Hong did not make a mistake, or if they made a wrong judgment, the balance of victory would directly fall to Xiao Hong.

Only one chance.

Wen Guying opened his eyes. When he was about to step into the killing array, Jiang Mei said, "Li Chuan..."

When reviewing the past, you should shake your head.

He had seen Li Chuan's current state several times. He understood how incredible Li Chuan could do at this moment, but at the same time, Li Chuan was uncontrollable at this moment, and he had not yet fully mastered that power.

He could not place his hopes on an uncertain power. He was also not sure whether that power was a friend or an enemy.

"I understand." Jiang Mei nodded.

Review the old knowledge and enter the killing battle.

……

Li Chuan overlooked the Taisu area.

The clouds gathered and dispersed, weaving various forms, like an unfolding scroll, with endless roads flowing through it, crisscrossing and appearing and disappearing in the inky haze.

These paths are dead.

After realizing this, the painting in front of him suddenly showed a hideous scene. The ink marks representing the path were twisted, like unwilling shadows, struggling constantly.

The path is dead, but the obsession remains.

When the path dies, a dead zone is formed.

And here, this place called Taisu Realm, carries countless dead domains. The accumulated resentment and hatred, like hidden ripples, ripples in every corner of Taisu Realm, prompting the path to spread wantonly in the shadows, grow ugly, compete with each other, entangle and blend. Finally, it turned into layers of clouds, filling this deep domain.

Why did the immortal Weng create such a place? Where did he collect so many immortal paths?
A catastrophe between gods and demons.

Li Chuan already knew that the catastrophe in the human world was only a part of the catastrophe of the gods and demons, and it could even be said to be an aftereffect. The catastrophe began in the upper realm, and Tian Su led three thousand immortals to follow their own paths and conform to the way of heaven, thus hiding the entire world from that beam of light.

Even so, the upper realm had suffered heavy losses, with 70% of the immortals dead.

Weng Xian.

Taisu domain.

Li Chuan realized that Immortal Weng had collected the paths of those dead immortals and hid them behind the Tai Su Domain.

then……

After that, the human world and the fairy world were separated as they are today. But Weng Xian must have a way to pass the message down. He contacted some people in the demon clan and handed over the Taisu domain to them. The demon clan, in turn, relied on the Taisu domain to build the Demon Palace.

Is there any benefit for Weng Xian to do this? No, the benefit is obvious, that is, he surrendered to the power of that beam of light, and he coveted that power.

However, the gods and demons that wreak havoc on the world are not that powerful. After understanding their characteristics and skills, the cultivators can kill them all. Li Chuan has fought with the demon spirit several times. Her methods are strange, but there are ways to deal with her.

Why are immortals and mortals separated again?

What is the current situation in the upper realm?
Why did the Nine Peaks Immortal... appear in the general's dream?

And where is that light now?
Li Chuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was indifference in his eyes, as if all emotions had been drained away from him.

...Wen Guying hid in the shadow of the formation. He was still waiting.

Xiao Hong looked extremely weak.

Wen Guying couldn't be sure whether Xiao Hong was as miserable as he appeared.

You only get one chance.

For this reason, he missed several opportunities to attack. But he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, until he understood the changes in the formation, they would not be able to trap him again.

Wen Guying silently pulled out the Tianqi Sword slowly. The gemstone light did not light up, and the sword body was dim and colorless. Xiao Hong walked past him. Wen Guying held the sword tightly. He felt Xiao Hong's eyes linger in the shadow where he was hiding for a moment. Did he find him? Then Xiao Hong walked away, broke through the space from the other side, and walked out.

A sharp knife fell, but Xiao Hong dodged it.

Wen Guying quietly passed through the crack. This time, he did not hide in the shadows, but stuck behind Xiao Hong, and then...

Xiao Hong had already noticed Wen Guying's location.

The accumulated wind blades instantly shot out behind him. But... Xiao Hong suddenly felt dizzy, and the place where he was standing suddenly changed.

He had fallen into a trap, Xiao Hong realized it.

Is it... the overlapping step technique?

Then he saw the scarlet light, and his hands, no, his entire body was enveloped in the scarlet sword light. It split apart. He clearly felt that his body and his soul were being torn apart at the same time.

Red blood slowly flowed out from the shattered body.

When reviewing the past, one should sheathe the sword.

……

Li Chuan stared quietly at this dark place where unwillingness and resentment intertwined, and slowly stretched out his hand.

A light golden hand quietly reached into the swirling clouds, passed through the heavy dead zone, and slowly sank until it reached the endless depths. Those twisted roads turned into ugly ghosts, clinging to the fingertips, drilling into the gaps between the fingers, twisting in the palm of the hand, and going up all the way, wrapping around his wrist, preventing him from going any further down.

Li Chuan didn't stop for a moment.

He continued to go down, until he reached the deepest part.

Then, he rubbed the Tianyin pot again.

The gentle and soft sound of the kettle resounded through the vast sea of ​​clouds. The clouds rolled violently, trying to resist the rhythm of the kettle sound. However, their resistance was in vain. Gradually, the ups and downs of the kettle sound completely enveloped them. The clouds began to evaporate and slowly dissipated, and the roads once again took on their original appearance, and then quietly returned to silence.

The sea of ​​clouds dispersed.

At this time, Li Chuan finally saw Wen Guying and the others, and also saw Xiao Hong's shattered body.

He felt Xiao Hong looking at him again.

"No wonder the evil spirit must take him away." After saying that, Xiao Hong closed his eyes.

At this time, "The Book of Patterns" fell to the ground, and almost at the same time, Li Chuan also fell to the ground.

"Li Chuan? What's wrong with you?" Liu Yang asked anxiously.

Li Chuan felt that it was very noisy. He said with a weak breath, "Don't make noise. You are still alive."

"Take me back to Yunqiao Township."

"Ask Senior Sister Yao to build a house for me."

"Li Chuan, don't sleep!"

(End of this chapter)