Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 465 Northern Fairy Light
(4,000 words long chapter)
Yang Xingchen flew into the Arctic Sea Eye, and soon he saw a huge creature in front of him. It was an old and frail ancient giant.

The whole body is covered with white hair, sparse, and the body is hunched.

He was struggling hard, trying to enter the center of the sea eye and obtain the northern fairy light.

There were terrible wounds on his body, but he still worked hard, trying to dive into the depths of the Arctic Sea Eye.

Obviously, with his strength, he wouldn't survive.

Yang Xingchen did not radiate his love. With a wave of his hand, he directly swallowed the origin and blood essence of this ancient giant, and then preserved it.

The deeper you go, the brighter the divine light shining inside becomes.

There are countless lunar powers and divine light inside, which are gushing out like the sea. Under the saint, they will turn into fly ash at the first touch.

A stone tablet reads, "The saint stops below."

Apparently, some kind-hearted saint left a stone tablet to warn future generations.

He is constantly attacking this road to immortality. Although he is a little crazy, Yang Xingchen believes in his strength.

When he came here this time, it was empty, so he dived straight into the depths.

The black gourd burst out with terrifying power, and the weapon god was equivalent to one of the emperor's hands.

Yang Xingchen turned around cautiously and found nothing outside the door.

The incomplete Emperor Formation here can kill the Great Sage in an instant. He is only a Saint King at the third level and must be careful.

Yang Xingchen opened his Yuantian Divine Eyes and carefully observed and comprehended the Dao patterns here.

So he was full of confidence.

"Xianfu!"

Yes, this architectural style is the same style as the dilapidated ancient heaven in the ancient forbidden land.

There are not only the Great Sage Dao Patterns, but also the Quasi-Emperor Dao Patterns, and the Great Emperor Dao Patterns. . .

There was a black gourd above Yang Xingchen's head, with streaks of chaos falling down, like waterfalls like a galaxy, protecting Yang Xingchen's body.

The door, which seemed to be in disrepair, slowly opened.

When this small world arrives here, it seems to have been cut off completely, with no way forward.

A terrible pressure emanates, which can definitely tear the saint apart.

Yang Xingchen continued to fall downwards, holding a black gourd on his head and being careful.

With Yang Xingchen's realm of Saint King, it is naturally impossible to open that gap.

He came to the door and slowly opened it.

Even if ordinary saints are not frozen to death, they will be killed by the divine light of Yuanci.

Crunch.

Rumble.

This surging divine power is really terrifying.

Yang Xingchen resisted the pressure and looked at the words on the stone door.

Ahead was a raging chaos, as if it was the end of the world.

The true power of Taiyin is bone-piercingly cold, and the raw stone's divine light carries a terrifying murderous aura.

The words on the plaque, as well as the interior architecture seen through the gaps, have a very familiar style.

The underground world is bright, and there is a huge stone gate in front of it. Countless lunar powers and Yuanci divine light rush out from the gaps in the stone gate.

These traces show that this place was once a sacred land that suffered a terrible catastrophe and was completely destroyed. All living creatures died, leaving only ruins.

After going deep, they landed on an empty ground.

Unless he is as lucky as the female saint and the bandit and stumbles upon that path or waits for it to appear.

Then he continued to move forward and soon came to the end of this world.

Yang Xingchen observed carefully and soon saw countless incomplete Dao patterns, densely packed.

Just like the prehistoric scene before the creation of the world, the mountains, rift valleys, and river beds were all dark, very rough and silent, without any life.

Yang Xingchen's goal was to obtain the fairy light of the North Pole, and he knew that the female great sage and the bandits in the original text had succeeded.

The last time I came here, there were many corpses of ancient saints, including humans, demons, and some ancient creatures.

Passing through this violent area, he came to a world of death and silence. There was no divine light, no real power of the moon, just patches of gray world.

Yang Xingchen knew that there was still a way forward. It was here that the female great sage and the bandits in the original text found a small cave with chaotic bubbles, and then entered a wider small world of chaos.

The black gourd broke out, and he kept attacking the chaos in front of him, probing around, trying to find an exit.

It’s not surprising that the Emperor’s formations are left here. Those low-level formations must have been added by the powerful later.

Yang Xingchen collected them all without ceremony and collected their origins.

Yang Xingchen walked around this small world, and the formation patterns were broken by the black gourd. He did not find any treasures.

Various divine lights intertwined together, divine power surged, and the rich aura was as violent as the ocean, as if he had arrived in the legendary fairyland.

He believed that as long as he opened the passage, he would definitely be able to get there and get the Northern Fairy Light he wanted.

The weapon gods of the black gourd were very terrifying. Yang Xingchen hid in the black gourd, destroying the terrifying formations and blasting away pieces of terrifying chaos.

Finally, in a ruined valley, a path was opened that led directly to the depths of chaos.

It was a narrow path, and he walked along it step by step.

This road to immortality in ancient times has long been abandoned. It is impossible to open the road to immortality without being at the right time, at the right place, and without sufficient strength.

Yang Xingchen does not expect to enter the fairyland through this short road and become an immortal. The purpose of coming here is very clear, which is for the fairy light of the North Pole.

He quickly entered a small world like a chaotic bubble, several miles in radius.

That place was densely packed with powerful Dao patterns, and even the Great Emperor's pattern.

Fortunately, these emperor formation patterns are all incomplete. It may be possible to kill the great sage instantly, but if it is used to deal with an emperor like Hei Gourd with one hand, it will not work.

Despite this, as soon as the black gourd appeared, it immediately triggered an earth-shattering violent attack.

Yang Xingchen hid in the black gourd and watched the weapon god of the black gourd take action.

There is a sacred and peaceful breath coming from the front, which is so comfortable.

He could see there were clusters of fairy lights there, hazy, rising and falling.

There is the roaring sound of the avenue, and there is the sound of the heavenly avenue, which is deafening.

"Ahead is the fairy light of the North Pole!" Yang Xingchen was refreshed.

Legend has it that only one ray of arctic fairy light will appear in 100,000 years, but more than 30 rays appeared in front of it.

This is the Northern Lights, not Chinese cabbage.

Only one wisp appears every 100,000 years.

Yang Xingchen's eyes sparkled as he looked at it.

Each North Star light is like a divine dragon, several feet long, rolling up and down, steaming with fairy energy, exuding a world-shattering aura. This place was originally a broken path to becoming an immortal, and some of the arctic fairy lights that remain are emanating from here. It’s not surprising if you think about it this way.

The arctic fairy light is essentially the fairy spirit emitted by the fairy jade, with the unique atmosphere of the fairyland.

From this aspect, the Immortal Realm is much more advanced than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The ordinary immortal energy over there is countless times more advanced than the spiritual energy here.

Yang Xingchen hid in the black gourd, and the weapon god rushed into the small world like a bubble of chaos with the black gourd.

Those arctic fairy lights are so smart that even if Yang Xingchen is a saint king, it is difficult to catch them.

The Black Gourd's weapon god, Thunder Emperor, took action to immobilize these arctic fairy lights and collected them all into the Black Gourd.

Yang Xingchen looked at these thirty-three arctic fairy lights with joy. This was an astonishing fortune.

The spirit of the fairy that is so cherished can not only improve the physical condition, but also extend the life span.

He carefully looked at this small bubble of chaos, which was just a small node on the road to immortality.

Chaos is roaring all around, and there is no way out.

One after another, the Great Emperor's formations barely held up this small bubble.

He looked into the depths of chaos and opened his Yuantian Divine Eyes.

This was the road to immortality millions of years ago and has been abandoned for many years.

The female great sage in the original article once tried to recover and opened up a small bubble of chaos.

Fortunately, he got more than twenty pieces of the Northern Fairy Light, which he shared with the bandits for use. He also took the bandits as his disciples and passed them on to him the Heavenly Art of Nirvana.

At that time, the female great sage, whose cultivation was at the peak of the great sage, built a lapis lazuli pyramid. She did not have a more powerful weapon to break through the chaos, dig through the land of chaos, open up the old road, and the line collapsed. The road to immortality.

According to the original text, this small bubble of chaos is a small fragment of that small world after its collapse.

After the small world was destroyed, the fierce and surging chaos destroyed most of the fragments of the small world, or in other words, washed away most of the fragments of the small world.

Back then, I don't know which great emperor or ancient emperor tried to open up a path to immortality from here, which completely shattered this small world.

Yang Xingchen looked at the broken Emperor Dao pattern here and the surrounding chaos, carefully searching for the surrounding treasures, which definitely contained more arctic fairy light.

The Great Emperor of the time, the Ancient Emperor, broke through the barrier of the Immortal Realm and let the aura of the Immortal Realm fall into this world.

The surging spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm is scattered into this world like a deflated balloon.

These fairy spirits are sealed in chaos. Whenever a chaotic earthquake like an earthquake occurs here, a ray of arctic fairy light will be scattered outside, and it will become the North Pole that is passed down by people for a hundred thousand years. Immortal light.

Yang Xingchen thought for a while, could it be that old rabbit Xue Yueqing?
The old rabbit also drilled a hole in the Fairyland back then. Although he failed to enter, it did allow a lot of arctic fairy light to emanate.

Yang Xingchen walked out of the black gourd. He was protected by the Thunder Emperor, so he was very safe.

He began to refine one after another of the arctic fairy lights, first refining them, and then comprehending them.

Time passed day by day, and Yang Xingchen's cultivation improved rapidly.

On this day, after absorbing ten rays of arctic fairy light, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He has reached the peak of the Saint King's third heaven and is about to break through.

In the realm of the Saint King, every small step is very difficult, and it is normal to be trapped for decades or hundreds of years.

And Yang Xingchen spent more than a year refining ten arctic fairy lights, and he was about to break through.

Yang Xingchen didn't fly to the outer space of Beidou, he just passed through the tribulation in this chaos.

He will continue to attack this chaos with thunder and open up a path to immortality.

Rumble.

The terrible catastrophe broke out, countless thunders emitted from the void, and the terrible sea of ​​thunder directly flooded the world.

Yang Xingchen led the violent Saint Wang Tianjie to continuously swallow and refine the thunder. The Guangming Golden Cauldron also continued to upgrade in the thunder.

While he was overcoming the tribulation, he controlled the thunder and wildly bombarded the surrounding chaos, heading towards the depths of the road to immortality. He would continue to open up the old road and look for more arctic fairy lights.

It is too difficult to open up the old road. With Yang Xingchen's normal strength, it must be very difficult.

Yang Xingchen did not use Thunder Emperor. He planned to use the power of thunder to see if he could get better results.

Because Yang Xingchen discovered that during the tribulation here, the lightning could actually wrap up the chaos and turn it into energy that could be absorbed and used to strengthen his body.

Yang Xingchen felt that he not only swallowed the thunder, but also swallowed the surrounding chaos. This feeling was so good.

Thunder turns the impossible into possible, transforming the unabsorbable chaos into a treasure that tempers the body and soul.

Yang Xingchen kept pioneering and moving forward, eating well along the way.

Yang Xingchen thought of the red pine nut sword brand he got when he was on Earth.

There was a movement in his heart, and the white golden tripod turned into a bright golden sword.

The divine light is bright and exudes infinite divine power.

He was actually constantly devouring lightning and chaos, attacking forward crazily.

The Divine Sword of Light seemed to detonate countless thunderbolts, roaring and tearing apart a large area of ​​chaos ahead.

Yang Xingchen followed behind, devouring and refining it.

But the terrifying thunder passed, and the stars stood firmly on the fourth level of the Saint King's sky. He felt that he was extremely powerful.

What made him even more happy was that another small bubble of chaos appeared in front of him, which was also a fragment of the small world of chaos.

Thunder Emperor opened the small bubble of chaos and rushed in with Yang Xingchen.

There were a hundred and five bright arctic fairy lights flying up and down like dragons.

Yang Xingchen was surprised and happy. He quickly fixed these arctic fairy lights and put them into the black gourd.

This northern fairy light effect is so good.

I was so lucky to have harvested so many arctic fairy lights this time.

Yang Xingchen has always felt that his luck is getting better and better, and he feels full of strength and motivation.

Using these arctic fairy lights to break through the realm of cultivation is simply overwhelming.

Yang Xingchen opened his eyes and looked deeper into the chaos. He planned to refine some Northern Fairy Light again and then continue to attack.

With the great Emperor Lei Di having one hand as a bodyguard, he was full of confidence.

Even if he is trapped, he has the confidence to fight out.

In the original text, the bandits were trapped in a small chaotic world. It was not until they became quasi-emperors that they were able to break through it with the help of the quasi-emperor's heavenly catastrophe.

Then, the Thunder Emperor is more powerful than the Quasi-Emperor, so of course he can break through it.

The Thunder Emperor is here to support this chaotic bubble, and Yang Xingchen continues to refine the Northern Fairy Light.

In the next two years, Yang Xingchen refined twenty rays of arctic fairy light and entered the fifth heaven of the Saint King.

In the next three years, he refined thirty rays of arctic fairy light and entered the sixth level of the Saint King.

After discovering that the effect of the Northern Fairy Light on it had reached its limit, he stopped refining the Northern Light.

His eyes were staring at the depths of chaos again, intending to go deeper and make sure to find the chaotic divine soil.

(End of this chapter)