Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

As the divine blood oozed out, a terrifying pressure immediately spread out, vast and majestic.

Ordinary mortals would even be overwhelmed and mentally collapsed in the face of such divine power.

Under the influence of this power, Su Dai and Zuo Yu were also greatly shocked. It seemed as if a brilliant god was pressing down on their hearts, and they felt suffocated and powerless.

Su Dai frowned and whispered to herself, "What a terrible pressure. Whose blood is this?"

Hong Yingxue looked at the drop of divine blood with complicated eyes. She had learned from Anle that the Great Zhou had not been destroyed, but she still could not let go of the god she once worshipped so much.

Anle had no time to care about anything else. His consciousness stayed in his spirit platform. He drew out a wisp of innate qi, which differentiated into dark grey divine power and cautiously came into contact with the divine blood.

As soon as the two touched, it was like cold water dropped into a boiling oil pan, and a violent reaction broke out.

The divinity in the god's blood seemed to be extremely disgusted with the evil power of God and wanted to burn it ashes.

But in this process, the divine blood was also tainted with the aura of divine evil, and once the divinity was polluted, it became divine evil.

The gold color in the divine blood was quickly assimilated and occupied by the dark gray. The vast and sacred aura collapsed like a mountain, becoming strange and mysterious.

"Sure enough."

Anle breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had made the right bet.

This can only be done by relying on the special connection between divine power and divinity.

Anle thought: "Doesn't this mean that the power of divine evil is actually the natural enemy of divinity?"

However, the reason why the evil power of God can pollute the divinity so easily is mainly because the divinity in the blood of God is ownerless. If it faces the gods directly, the evil power of God will probably be the one that is suppressed.

At the same time, Anle began to activate the Chaos Innate Power and absorb the transformed divine blood.

In an instant, enormous amounts of energy suddenly poured into his body, and his divine space seemed to have started a new creation movement. The broken mountains and earth were restored one after another, and blood, and spiritual power began to flow through his body again, nourishing his limbs and bones. His flesh and meridians burst with activity, and one heavenly palace after another and holy gates were erected again, even more solid and magnificent than before.

Break and then stand!

In Anle Dantian, it was like a sweet rain from heaven. The Chaos Divine Tree stretched out its branches and leaves, swaying gently, exuding a joyful emotion.

His spirit and soul were also recovering rapidly, and the gaps in them were quickly filled.

From the perspective of Su Dai and the others, Anle's aura began to rise at an incredible speed, becoming stronger and stronger, making it difficult for them to look directly at it.

Then, the shadows of the six heavenly palaces and the four holy gates appeared around them, with a simple beauty, a strong aura, and surging secret power. They also complemented each other with the Taoist tree in the Infinite Zhenyang Stone, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme and sound rang out. The music was pleasant and beautiful, as if they were singing praises for peace and happiness.

Such a magnificent vision is really shocking.

Su Dai was surprised to find that she could no longer see through An Le's character.

In her consciousness, happiness was like a vast and boundless ocean, or like a brilliant and blazing sun, immeasurable.

"What level has my husband's cultivation reached now?"

"Transformation into a spirit? No, it seems to be more than that..."

Su Dai was shocked and became more curious about Anle's experience that night.

After a while, Anle's breath settled down, his divine light became restrained, and he sighed in his heart.

"God's blood is indeed a good thing, but unfortunately, there is too little of it."

To say that An Le's greatest benefit after cutting off the finger of the gods, apart from the tempering of will, is the divine blood dripping from the fingertips of the Virgin of Tianyuan.

Each drop of these divine bloods contained immense amounts of energy, as well as divine texts and divine power. They were more precious than ninety-nine percent of the natural treasures in the world. No wonder the Great Silent Demon Lord was willing to take action for the divine bloods.

However, Anle guessed that the divine blood of the Holy Mother of Tianyuan might have other more important effects on gods like the Demon Lord, but he just didn't know it yet.

Unfortunately, all the divine blood that fell from the sky was plundered by the Great Nirvana Demon Lord, and Anle only relied on Yangyang to steal ten drops of divine blood.

One drop was given to Xuanhui, and the other drop was used to heal his wounds.

At this time, Anle's injuries had not fully recovered, but there was no need to waste another drop of divine blood.

He stood up, first bowed respectfully to the Dao Tree beside him, and then looked at the immortal tomb, but felt a little distressed for a moment.

Due to emotion and reason, An Le should not continue to leave this fairy tomb in the depths of the wilderness, but the Infinite Instant Stone cannot be put into the storage bag, which undoubtedly becomes a problem.

At this moment, a boy in green clothes appeared quietly and said, "Do you want to take this tomb away?"

Anle nodded and said, "Do you have any ideas, young friend?"

The boy in green took a look at the Tao tree in the Infinite Moment Stone, with admiration and attachment in his eyes. He was the ancient tree outside the immortal tomb. He was inspired by the Tao tree and gained intelligence. He also gained enlightenment under the tree for thousands of years. Naturally, he had a close connection with the Tao tree.

The boy in green turned his head, as if listening attentively, and said after a moment: "I understand."

"Guest, I will help you take the Immortal Tomb away, but please wait a moment."

After saying that, the boy in green pushed forward with one hand, and the scenery for Anle and others changed, and they appeared outside the immortal tomb in the next second.

In the Immortal Tomb Cave Heaven, there are still many cultivators who have not had time to enter the Immortal Tomb. They are resting on the platform or on the dead stars in the cave heaven, guarding against other cultivators.

At this moment, they suddenly saw Anle and his group appear out of nowhere. Naturally, they were surprised and very alert.

Immediately afterwards, the monks from the Creation Palace, Guanghan Palace, Tianjian Palace, and Taixu Palace who had previously explored the tomb were also sent out.

For a moment, everyone looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

Tiantong Lan Ruyu said sadly: "I'm obviously only a few steps away from that treasure, why is it at this time..."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist An, you are here too."

When Lan Ruyu saw An Le, she immediately greeted him in a familiar manner: "Fellow Daoist An has also entered the Immortal Tomb. What did you gain last night?"

Anle chuckled and said, "It can be considered a great harvest."

Hearing this, Lan Ruyu looked at Anle carefully and couldn't help but blinking.

He always felt that after not seeing her for one night, some earth-shaking changes seemed to have taken place in Anle, but he couldn't tell exactly where the changes were.

At this time, Liuli from Guanghan Palace and Qin Li from Tianjian Palace were also sent out of the immortal tomb by an invisible force, and they all paid their respects to Anle.

"Hello, Brother An."

But after the ceremony, the two of them felt something strange for some reason.

Their actions of saluting Anle seemed too natural, even though Anle was obviously just a monk of the same generation.

The two of them observed Anle quietly, and their mood became increasingly strange.

He seemed to have a captivating charm, and bowing to him seemed to be a natural thing to do.

At the same time, the crowd was talking, and someone said: "The reason why this immortal tomb sent all of us out may be because someone touched a special mechanism."

Another cultivator speculated: "Perhaps due to time constraints, this immortal tomb will be closed from now on?"

Many monks looked regretful.

After a night of exploration, most people gained something from the Immortal Tomb and obtained some rare treasures.

Most of the things Xuanhui left in the tomb were things that Zhenyang Stone was unable to take away. Although they were not of much value in his opinion, they were extremely precious to these Nascent Soul cultivators.

After waiting for a while, Anle looked around but did not see Jian Sansan and Jiang Yun.

Suddenly, the boy in green clothes reappeared and explained softly, "Those two are still meditating under the tree, so it is not convenient to wake them up for the time being."

All those present were cultivators with sharp spiritual awareness, but they were a beat slow to notice the appearance of the boy in green, and all of them looked surprised.

However, what the boy in green did next shocked everyone even more.

The boy in green just stretched out his hand, and the huge fairy tomb began to shrink rapidly. In an instant, it became the size of a fist, imprinted on his forehead, and sank into his body.

Then, the sacred tree on the platform, along with the dripping pool of sacred liquid, turned into flowing light and merged into the boy's body.

In just a few breaths, the entire suspended platform became very empty, as if the immortal tomb and the sacred tree had never appeared.

The boy in green stood obediently behind Anle, with a rhombus-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

Many monks looked at this scene in amazement.

They only took some treasures from the immortal tomb, but this boy in green directly moved the entire tomb away!

Of course, there were also cultivators with extraordinary vision who saw the clues. The silver-haired Liuli couldn't help but think: "This boy might be a tomb spirit born from the immortal tomb. That's why he can control this immortal tomb. But why...he seems to respect Fellow Daoist An very much?"

Lan Ruyu was outspoken and asked, "Fellow Daoist An, what's going on?"

Anle said frankly: "This immortal tomb is the relic of my third brother. It is very important to me. I will take it away today."

Lan Ruyu raised her eyebrows and wondered, "Is Friend An confused? If this tomb belongs to his third brother, doesn't that mean his third brother is an immortal?"

This conjecture is obviously a bit too absurd.

Upon hearing this, there was a small commotion among the monks.

Most of the cultivators in the Four Palaces have witnessed Anle's strength, so even if they have ideas about the Immortal Tomb, they dare not speak out. However, there are always people who are greedy and can't help but speak out.

"Friend An's appetite is a bit too big. You can take away such a large immortal tomb just like that. You should at least leave some money for us, right?"

The person who said this was a cultivator from Taixu Palace, who wanted to use his large numbers to force Anle to surrender.

A few monks from the other three palaces were also slightly moved, but before they could speak, they were stopped by their leaders with eyes.

Lan Ruyu said more directly: "Calculating the time, it should be dawn, disciples of the Creation Palace, follow me and leave this cave."

Immediately, the group from Creation Palace turned into streams of light and flew in the direction they came from.

The monk who first wanted to incite everyone was not echoed by anyone. He stood there awkwardly, his face flushed red, like a clown.

Anle didn't even look at him from beginning to end. He looked up at the broken and dead stars in the cave and asked the boy in green.

"Where do those stars come from?"

The boy in green thought: "Since I became conscious, they have been hanging high up in this cave, and have never been alive."

Anle seemed to be thinking about something.

Xuanhui sent the immortal tomb into this space according to the formation set up by the Great Silent Demon Lord, instead of opening up a new world. The nearby celestial bodies were just insignificant grains of sand in the celestial bodies, but in the distance, beyond an invisible membrane, there were actually extremely large planets, which were also lifeless.

So, what happened in this cave full of dead planets?

What caused these stars to dim and all the life within them to disappear?

Anle suddenly had a bold guess: "A planet in this world might be the hometown of the Great Destruction Demon Lord!"

The dead silence emanating from the distant stars is very similar to the aura of the Great Demon Lord of Annihilation.

"Did he destroy these planets, or did the destruction of these planets create the Great Devil Lord of Annihilation?"

Anle had no idea of ​​the answer to this question.

He calmed down and his eyes fell on a relatively distant star.

There, a monk with both eyes stabbed out was sitting cross-legged, and his breathing gradually became steady.

It was Xia Jingnian.

Xia Jingnian was considered to be a man of great fortune. When he tried to learn the sword intent in the sword diagram, the sword energy only blinded his eyes but did not take his life.

The darkness that followed retreated before it touched the planet he was on, which is why he was able to survive.

After taking the precious elixir and resting for a night, his condition slowly recovered. Although it was far inferior to his prime, it was still better than that of an average Nascent Soul cultivator.

But at this moment, Xia Jingnian suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. He stood up abruptly and used his spiritual power to activate the talisman given to him by the elders of the clan.

"Who wants to kill me!?"

Xia Jingnian's mind raced, and he shouted, "An Le! It's you... it's you who wants to kill me, right?"

"Kill me, and the elders of my clan will never let you go!"

"By then, all the Divine Transformation cultivators will chase you to the ends of the earth! You will definitely regret it."

While shouting, Xia Jingnian activated one talisman after another. Each talisman could exert a power comparable to the full-strength attack of a Divine Transformation cultivator, protecting him in front of him and forming an extremely thick defense.

But even so, the shadow of death in Xia Jingnian's heart was still expanding rapidly, making him shudder!

He once collapsed and lost his composure, his face showing madness and craziness, muttering: "I can't die, I still want to become the head of the Xia family, I still want to break through to the God Transformation stage..."

The next second, a simple sword light slashed across the dead and cold sky.

The protection formed by numerous talismans did not even last for a second and was easily cut open. Then, it was Xia Jingnian's body and Nascent Soul, and then, the planet under his feet.

Xia Jingnian's split Nascent Soul was still mumbling to himself: "I...can't die..."

In the eyes of everyone, after the sword light flashed, a straight line appeared on the dead star in the distance, quietly splitting it into two hemispheres, suspended in the air, with a cross-section as smooth as a mirror.

This process did not make any sound, but it was extremely shocking.

Anle said calmly: "Transformation into a spirit? I already am one."