The Great Black Hand

"All good things must come to an end..." Ye Fan whispered, "After my trip to Purgatory, I have a feeling that I may soon return to where I should be."

"I came alone and left alone, taking nothing with me. At most, I could only take a thought and a Dao fruit."

Ye Fan's eyes were deep, "This eternal time and space, these heavens and myriad worlds... is it real? Or is it an illusion? Or is it just a big dream, and everything will disappear after waking up?"

"Perhaps, these are not so important... The truth can be false, the false can be real. When one practices to the extreme, what can't be reversed?"

“Only the roads you have walked and the scenery you have seen can shape your life and complete your inner world. With a fulcrum, it is enough to comfort yourself.”

Looking at the confused Yaoyao, Ye Fan smiled, "You are still young and don't understand these principles. You will gradually understand them in the future."

Yaoyao said "Oh" and stopped talking.

"Okay, now that the big fish are in the trap, it's time for me to leave." Ye Fan stood tall, with a gleam in his eyes that cut through the stars.

At this moment, the King of Six Paths of Reincarnation became one with him, making him feel extremely powerful.

He seemed to have entered a supreme realm, with divine power rising and falling, as vast as the sea of ​​stars in the universe. The divine chain of supreme order shuttled through his pores, entangled in his bones, intertwined in his flesh and blood, permeated in his soul light, and shone in the mark of his true spirit.

Unfortunately, these are all false, borrowed powers. Only by relying on the connection of blood and the binding of cause and effect can such miracles be created.

That's it. Ye Fan felt that he couldn't hold on for much longer. If he was holding a sledgehammer, he would be crushed into dust if he wasn't careful.

"These are the immortal kings of the Yang world, carrying the principles of that world."

"I also vaguely understood part of the truth about the so-called Great Underworld and Purgatory."

"It's time to plunder the fortunes of both worlds in one fell swoop and achieve my great path!"

"I have a feeling that this is a crucial transformation that will lay a supreme foundation for me to compete with anyone in the world!"

Ye Fan whispered, and his figure disappeared like a dream.

And on Earth, in the original Kunlun, in front of the gate of purgatory, all the kings are gathered at this moment, and no one knows how many people are lurking in secret.

The Immortal King's mighty power split the world, the small underworld was heading towards destruction, everything became ruins, only the kings remained forever!

Even if they restrained the fluctuations of their magic power and just stood there, they would destroy the vast world. The entire universe was heading towards destruction and ceased to exist.

"The hope of becoming a Taoist master? I hope it's true!"

The ancient ancestor of the Yuan clan said coldly, "Everyone, attack together!"

“Before you see real hope, don’t start a fight too early and make things difficult for others.”

"Indeed!" An ancient fairy king from the Four Tribulations Bird Clan, who claimed to have survived four great tribulations, smiled. "All of this happened too suddenly. There are many doubts. Perhaps someone is setting up a trap or fishing in secret."

"However, with so many of us immortal kings here, what can't we wipe out?"

"It would be fine if there is no one behind this, or maybe he is smart enough to give up the opportunity... Otherwise, he will die and his clan will be destroyed, and he will be gone forever!"

"That's right! That's right!" All the kings laughed, and the next moment they attacked together against Purgatory. That kind of power was unmatched, turning the laws of heaven and earth into ashes. A terrifying aura filled the air, penetrating the past, present and future!

"boom!"

A huge rift in space and time is appearing, Purgatory is locked, and a passage is opened up!

This is an unimaginable scene, the Immortal Kings attacking together, creating a rare event throughout history, and it is destined to become one of the most brilliant chapters in the history of youth!

"Crack!"

Purgatory seemed to be shaking, and an ancient road appeared in a mottled state, exuding the breath of coexistence of all heavens and worlds. It was like a bright lamp, illuminating the way for the kings!

"It really is not fake, it is truly a thing of the heavenly level, connecting all the worlds!"

An Immortal King growled, "Even if you can't directly break the King Realm and become an Emperor through this, comprehending the mysteries within is enough to elevate your realm and go further in the King Realm!"

These words ignited the hearts of the kings and made their ambitions burn vigorously.

The next moment, there was endless flow of light and infinite magical powers, as if the long river of time was roaring, and as if the void sea was boiling. Every immortal king tried his best to smash the three realms and six paths, and destroy the past, present and future!

Until each of their most powerful magical powers hit something.

"Buzz!"

A divine object was vibrating slightly, transmitting a voice from the depths of purgatory that had been shattered into a black hole.

"puff!"

The kings were all bleeding, and they suffered terrible backlash.

"who?"

The Immortal King of the Yuan Clan was horrified. He felt creepy, as if he was being stared at by a terrifying monster.

"Is that you? The source of the spell?"

A figure in white stood at the end of the purgatory road, holding a huge stone mill in his hand, staring at the Immortal King of the Yuan clan.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore...If I kill you, I'll know everything."

“Arrogant!” The Yuan Clan Immortal King was trembling, but he refused to admit defeat and urged the other kings, “This is a killing game!”

"This beast is so cruel and mad that he must have some heinous conspiracy against us!"

The kings reached a consensus in an instant.

But, it’s useless!

"Congratulations, you guessed it right." Ye Fan smiled, "This is the killing game."

"I would like to borrow your life fruits to understand the mysteries of the Yin and Yang worlds. I hope you can help me."

He was polite but said the most creepy things.

"You want to kill all of us by yourself?" An Immortal King laughed.

"Yes." Ye Fan nodded sincerely, "Don't you always want to defeat the king and become the emperor? Then let you die under such power, it will not be in vain, right?"

After that, an indescribable light lit up, illuminating the bloodless faces of the kings in an instant.

"The real... Dao Ancestor..."

This is the most desperate groan, the kings perish in splendor!

The light pushed the millstone, causing it to burst out with terrible power, as if it could truly destroy all the worlds... If that's the case, then how difficult would it be to kill all the kings?

The blood and bones were disintegrating, the soul and spirit were shattering, and none of the Immortal Kings who were led into purgatory could escape. Their lives, Taoist fruits, and memories were all taken away, and a dazzling and gorgeous crystal was extracted.

It seemed as if an extremely vast world was imprinted in it.

"With this as a sacrifice, the path of reincarnation... will open!"

In the brilliant light, Ye Fan's body was also melting. He could not withstand the attack from Dao Ancestor and was now counting down to his death.

But he also grasped something because of this, and saw through the mystery of the so-called great underworld, which involved a path, a path of reincarnation!

Using the kings as sacrifices and himself as a guide, the millstone moved across the sky, finally breaking open a door and revealing a road. Ye Fan stepped forward, engraving and branding it with his last thoughts and ideas!

Finally, he fell down with a smile on his face, and a seed appeared. It was a gift from the mastermind behind Purgatory. At this moment, it fell, took root, sprouted, blossomed and bore fruit. A Taoist fruit condensed and fell into the years.

In a trance, there was a surging river and a mist rising. It was like a big dream and I finally woke up.

And that fruit of Tao will return to the hands of those who worked hard to cultivate it.

"Alas!"

Just at this moment, the river was surging and a small boat floated by.

Some were carrying passengers, some were riding on boats, and at this moment it was the passengers who were exclaiming with joy.

“Thanks for the gift of nature…”

Chapter 388 Be a human being and split the profits % to %!

"The treasures of heaven and earth are indeed in the possession of those with virtue."

A Taoist fruit was fished out from the long river of time, sparkling with brilliant light.

Everything is so calm and understated, vividly illustrating what it means to "weave gold thread year after year to make wedding dresses for others"!

Someone has lost his memory, but is still fighting outside, risking his life, shining the light of Taoism, and finally scraping together an inheritance... Hey, it was taken away by someone halfway!

Even the ferryman couldn't stand it anymore.

Although he was once struck by lightning for pretending to be cool, although he once tempted several quasi-immortal emperors to degenerate and become executioners who spread darkness, although he... but he knew that he was still a good person and had a kind side!

Therefore, it was he who, at a time when morality was declining and morals were deteriorating, still had the courage to speak up and try to turn the tide - as a certain demon ancestor who did not want to reveal his name became more and more powerful, such people have become fewer and fewer, and today they are almost extinct!

"If you were a human being, you wouldn't be so inhumane!"

The ferryman looked down on people and rode his small boat across eternity.

The passengers just smiled.

"This is your opponent!" The Demon Ancestor smiled, "Think about his face and think carefully about whether he is the one you deserve to empathize with."

When the boatman heard this, his face suddenly turned dark. The painful experience of being pressed to the ground and rubbed by Emperor Huang Tian in the past resurfaced from the depths of his memory at this moment.

He watched helplessly as one Huang turned into two, then three, four... and finally they attacked together and beat him to death!

In an instant, the boatman's sympathy was gone.

"Then...it's okay then."

His position changed very quickly, which showed that he still had some dissatisfaction in his heart about his sudden death that year. At this moment, Ye Fan became the target of anger - who made him have the same face as Huang, and secondly, he inherited Huang's scriptures from the third generation bronze coffin, so he was considered half-successor of Shi Hao!

"The water here is too deep, and a young man like him can't handle it. It would be most appropriate for you to help keep it."

The boatman argued convincingly.

"That's right! That's right!" The Demon Ancestor smiled and nodded, "Daoyou, what you said makes sense. You are indeed a mature and prudent person. Your words have awakened me from my dream and made me wake up and walk out of the misunderstanding."

"I have received your advice, but I still need to make the young people suffer a little more!"

The boatman nodded repeatedly, but his nodding speed became slower and slower - something was wrong!

Isn't this what you want to do to exploit someone?

How did you end up doing what I suggested?

When did my advice become so useful?

I do not know how?

I'm so powerful, why am I still in jail? !

The more the boatman thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right, as if he had woken up to find himself being blamed.

"Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best." The Demon Ancestor was still talking excitedly, "This reminds me of a fruit tree."

"In the first year, it produced 10 fruits, 9 of which were taken away, and it got 1. The tree was indignant about this, so it cut off its own meridians and refused to grow. In the second year, it produced 5 fruits, 4 of which were taken away, and it got 1."

"The fruit trees thought they had gotten it right - their income had doubled, they had put less effort but got a larger share of the harvest, so they felt psychologically balanced."

"But little do you know that it can continue to grow like this. For example, in the second year, it produces 100 fruits, 90 of which are taken away, and it gets 10. It is also possible that 99 of them are taken away, and it gets 1. But it doesn't matter, it can continue to grow and produce 1000 fruits in the third year..."

"In fact, the amount of fruit you get is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the fruit tree is growing! When the fruit tree grows into a towering tree, the forces that once hindered its growth will be so weak that they can be ignored."

"Really, don't worry too much about the fruit, growth is the most important thing!"

The demon ancestor was filled with emotion, which made the boatman look sideways again and again - is this a human being? Give him some sense!

Suddenly he had an illusion that all his actions in the past, even though he had fallen into darkness, made him a good person in comparison.

After all, the rampant darkness is simply reaping the lives of all living beings!

It hurts, but it only hurts once. It's better to die sooner and be reborn sooner, instead of suffering like in purgatory here.

The boatman couldn't help but sigh that the human heart before him was as deep as the abyss, which supported the moral bottom line for all living beings and gave even the most evil villain a little comfort - it turned out that my morality was not the worst among all living beings!

But this seems even more terrifying!

The boat sails through the long river of time. Looking around, all the scenes become hazy and disappear like flowing light.

The fog filled the sky, becoming increasingly hazy, gradually obscuring the figures of the two people, and only their voices could be heard faintly.

"However, I, Jiang Da Shanren, have a kind heart after all - I can't just focus on plucking a sheep, right?"

"How about this, when I return, I will split the fruit with him 70% and 30%."

The voice of the Demon Ancestor was getting farther and farther away, as if it had rushed out of all worlds.

Another boatman was vaguely confused, "Have you changed your personality? Will you give him 70%?"