Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

"This is?"

Mo Lan frowned slightly, concentrating on sensing the strange information fed back by the spirit body. The mysterious rhythm, like a mysterious movement, jumped in his perception, filling him with astonishment.

This power was neither the spiritual power he was familiar with nor the fluctuation of magic power, but it had a unique charm, as if it flowed from the depths of the world, from the source of truth. His heart was suddenly shocked. Wasn't this exactly what he had been pursuing for hundreds of years, dreaming of but unable to obtain on the road of magic? For countless days and nights, he had explored in meditation, studied in ancient books, and groped in practice, but had never touched such a mysterious realm. Now, in this fierce battle, he unexpectedly saw it in the opponent's defensive earth wall. This sudden discovery made him both surprised and shocked, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

"Law! You actually understood the law!"

Mo Lan's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhou Xian in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly with shock. You know, he has been struggling on the path of magic practice for many years, and has been stuck at this key step of understanding the law for hundreds of years. He has tried countless times, studied for countless days and nights, but still can't cross that threshold. But now, the young man standing in front of him has not even entered the Holy Land, but has already understood the law. How can he not feel shocked and unwilling?

"I was lucky enough to comprehend a little bit of the laws of the earth. Senior is only one step away from comprehending the laws. Maybe you will comprehend it in the next moment."

Zhou Xian looked calm and smiled slightly, his eyes were clear and humble, without any complacency or arrogance caused by his understanding of the law. The magic power around him slowly converged, and the originally sharp momentum became gentle and peaceful, as if it was not him who had just fought fiercely with Mo Lan. His tone was sincere, and he still respected Mo Lan, a powerful Saint. Although he mentioned his understanding of the law lightly, he also pointed out Mo Lan's profound strength and believed that he also had the possibility of a breakthrough.

Of course, this so-called possibility is only at the theoretical level. No one can say when one can truly comprehend the law. Maybe if you are lucky, you will have a flash of inspiration tomorrow and successfully break through; or it is possible that it will take a year, ten years, or even a hundred years or a thousand years, and you will still be lingering at this threshold.

After all, the comprehension of the law is extremely mysterious and completely depends on one's chance and understanding, so it is difficult for others to lend a hand. Unless a god who is proficient in the power of the soul can forcibly strip off the fragments of the law from others and give them to them, this situation is simply a fantasy for Mo Lan.

There are only a few gods in the Magnolia Continent, and Mo Lan doesn't know any of them, let alone the gods being willing to use such a heaven-defying method, so the possibility of this is almost zero.

"I lost."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Mo Lan's eyes. The wand that was originally raised slowly dropped down. After a long sigh, he slowly turned around and walked away.

His steps were slightly unsteady and his back seemed to be hunched for a moment. The aura he exuded no longer had the dignity of a powerful Saint. His long golden hair turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked like an old man who had lost all his energy and vitality over the years.

Obviously, the fact that Zhou Xian comprehended the law was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, completely shattering his long-standing self-confidence and pride, and causing him to suffer an unprecedented heavy blow in his heart.

Seeing Mo Lan like this, Zhou Xian couldn't help but sigh. He looked at Mo Lan's lonely and desolate back, feeling mixed emotions. As a Saint Domain strongman, he had once been glorious, but now he suffered such a heavy blow because of his understanding of the law. He knew the difficulty and cruelty of the path of cultivation, and also understood Mo Lan's state of mind at the moment.

Zhou Xian shook his head slightly, sighed softly, put away the majestic aura on his body, restrained his magic power, and returned to his usual gentle appearance. He stood there, but his thoughts drifted away.

According to the world of cultivating immortals, Mo Lan's heart of Tao is broken. Once the heart of Tao is broken, cultivation is like rowing against the current. Without the support of faith, it will be very difficult to make another breakthrough in the future. It is estimated that Mo Lan's achievements in this life will be limited.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as inner demons in this world, otherwise, with Mo Lan's temperament, he would have gone astray. Zhou Xian raised a faint smile and quickly retracted his thoughts. He gently bent down, picked up the well-behaved Ahri, and turned around to leave.

The figures of the two men and the fox gradually faded away, leaving behind only the mess behind them. The mountain that once towered thousands of feet high was now completely unrecognizable, with only a huge pit left. Magical elements were raging in it, flashing strange lights, as if telling the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

There was still a faint fluctuation of magic in the air, which drifted away gently with the breeze, and everything gradually returned to calm, as if the battle had never happened. Only the big pit witnessed this sanctuary-level battle.

After leaving Mo City, Zhou Xian took Ahri and Zoe on the road to the imperial capital of the Magnolia Empire. Along the way, accompanied by blue sky and white clouds, they traveled through the vast land and admired the scenery along the way. Everywhere they went, if they heard that there were traces of Saint Domain strongmen nearby, Zhou Xian would bring his companions to visit them.

During this period of visit, they saw the demeanor of different sanctuary masters. Some lived in quiet valleys, accompanied by birds and beasts, with magic and nature perfectly integrated.

Some of them lived in mansions deep in the bustling cities. Although they were in the hustle and bustle, they had their own quiet world. Zhou Xian exchanged ideas with them, listened to the cultivation experiences of these Saint Domain masters, and also shared his own understanding of the laws.

During these visits, Zhou Xian's horizons were constantly broadened and his understanding of magic became deeper. Ahri and Zoe curiously observed everything around them, making cheerful calls from time to time, adding a lot of vitality to this journey.

They continued to move forward and explore, moving towards the imperial capital of the Magnolia Empire. However, when they were still two or three days away from the imperial capital, a huge shadow passing through the sky attracted Zhou Xian's attention.

The shadow moved quickly, covering the sky and the sun, as if it had swallowed up all the sunlight in an instant. The black scales on its body seemed to have swallowed up even the sunlight.

"It's the black dragon."

Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as an eagle, and locked onto the black dragon soaring in the sky. The gears of his memory turned rapidly, and the terrifying shadow that covered the sky and the sun in Wushan Town that day gradually overlapped with the scene before his eyes.

He clearly remembered that wherever the black dragon passed, the place seemed to be shrouded in the shadow of death. Endless oppression and fear swept over people like a tide. The pressure was so powerful that it made people despair, and the air around it trembled, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

But now, when the huge body of the black dragon appeared in his sight again, Zhou Xian's expression was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

With his current strength, this once terrifying black dragon was nothing more than an existence that he could kill at will. Zhou Xian raised his head slightly, his eyes showing indifference and confidence, and the magic power around him was faintly fluctuating in the silence, as if silently announcing that he was different now.

(End of this chapter)