C534 534 the Immortal Is Dead and the Devil Is Dead
C534 534 the Immortal Is Dead and the Devil Is Dead
His body, his internal organs, and even his mind and soul were trembling.
Chen Yang understood that the so-called extreme pain was a kind of extreme state. It grew from the pain and obtained strength from the pain.
It was similar to the concept of Karma Tao Rhyme.
But it actually existed, so Chen Yang called it the extreme pain Tao Rhyme!
A seed filled with pain continuously gathered, and all sorts of distorted human faces and strange cries of pain appeared.
Chen Yang was immersed in it for an unknown period of time.
He had already completely adapted to the sword energy damage within six hundred miles. His body still had scars that had yet to solidify, and traces of blood flowed out from his wounds.
His internal organs were even bleeding. However, Chen Yang didn't care at all.
He didn't have much, just a lot of divine grade Pills.
After swallowing another Divine level Vitality Pill, his wounds instantly recovered.
Here, Chen Yang could no longer feel any pain!
With a flash, he arrived seven hundred miles away!
The attacks here were even more powerful. Each sword energy was comparable to a Middle Period of Implication God's ultimate attack.
This was the attack of Qiu Jian and Senior. There was still a trace of his Dao left in it!
Chen Yang didn't need to comprehend it, but he could use it as a reference and verify it!
The growth of Tao Rhymes, apart from relying on external forces, was more important to comprehend it!
For example, his Earth Sword Intent, Thunderbolt Sword Intent, and so on were all obtained through his own comprehension.
Here, he once again felt extreme pain. The extremely painful Tao Rhyme was also constantly improving.
The pain of his physical body, the pain of his internal organs, the pain of his Divine Sense, the pain of Primordial Spirit, the pain of illness, the pain of aging, the pain of not being able to beg for it. ...
Every kind of pain could increase Chen Yang's Tao Rhyme of extreme pain.
Obtaining power from pain was truly terrifying!
Because there was no limit to pain, there was no limit to the strength one could obtain.
No wonder the Extreme Pain Demon Lord could dominate an era.
This Extreme Pain Tao Rhyme was completely comprehended by Chen Yang himself. His comprehension was also very deep.
For example, he was currently experiencing the pain of cultivation. The pain of his body, the pain of his internal organs, the corrosion of the Tao Rhyme on his body, even his divine soul was in pain.
There was also the pain of parting with his family. This pain turned into the source of energy, constantly increasing Chen Yang's strength, and becoming nourishment for the Tao Rhyme.
Apart from feeling the pain, Chen Yang also divided his mind and focused on comprehending Qiu Jian's sword intent and Tao Rhyme!
Tyrant's Sword Intent!
Five Elemental Sword Intent!
Slaughter Sword Intent!
Ultimate Killing Sword Intent!
Berserk Sword Intent!
Chen Yang tried his best to comprehend the Sword Intent. After counting, there were actually no less than ten types!
This was too abnormal!
There was also the Karmic Sword Intent!
Samsara Sword Intent!
The Destruction Sword Intent!
It even had the supreme Space Sword Intent!
Such an existence would also perish?
Chen Yang suppressed the curiosity in his heart and continued to use his own sword intent to resist and verify it.
This was a good opportunity. Chen Yang stopped comprehending the Dao of extreme pain and consumed a Sword Essence Grass.
He began to comprehend and improve his sword intent!
...
Chen Yang's beard started to fall one after another, and his sword intent was also increasing rapidly!
At this moment, he was only a hundred miles away from the coffin!
His physique had already surpassed the Late Implication God. By forcing out a drop of blood, he could form a small sword energy Paradise!
The Five Elemental Sword Intent had reached perfection, the Thunderbolt Sword Intent had reached perfection, and the Yin and Yang Sword Intent had reached seventy percent completion. He had also comprehended the Slaughter Sword Intent along the way. The Extreme Pain Sword Intent, the Sealing Sword Intent!
This Sealing Sword Intent was also comprehended by Chen Yang using the Demon Slaying Sword. However, at this moment, he had only comprehended thirty percent of the sword intent, and its power was extremely tyrannical.
The sealing technique was absolutely powerful, even if Chen Yang didn't have the Tao Rhyme!
But the sealing sword intent could still be activated!
Chen Yang calculated the time. It had been a year since he came out of Boundless Sea!
In his one year of seclusion, Chen Yang had comprehended ten types of sword intent. The current him only needed one sword intent to fight the him from a year ago!
The nine hundred mile sword energy had long been worn down by him. Now, only the inner circle of the sword energy was left.
He did not dare to be careless. If he went any further, he might be able to reach the Soul Formation stage with every attack.
Even if Chen Yang did not die, he would still be seriously injured with a single strike from an Early Soul Formation cultivator, let alone cultivating.
He only dared to move a hundred meters forward.
The power of the sword energy was gradually increasing. When it entered ten miles, the power of the sword energy here was definitely higher than that of a Perfection of Implication God.
Chen Yang was not in a hurry. This was a great opportunity. If he could temper his body to the Perfection of Implication God in the Sword Tomb, he would have more confidence in going to the Eastern Divine Region.
Finally, after another three months, Chen Yang finally arrived at the edge of the coffin.
Currently, his body was already at the Perfection of Implication God.
His bones were like jade, and his meridians were like a net. Every single muscle contained boundless strength.
A single drop of blood could transform into a heavenly passage, and even Chen Yang's acupoints had changed.
5,400 acupoints were like a small world. The purple sword crystal emitted a purple gas, and even Chen Yang himself was puzzled by the changes that had happened to his body.
Such a wide aperture, was it really something that Human Cultivator should have?
He had done experiments, seen countless acupoints of the demon race, and had also seen Ye Chen's apertures.
The largest one was only a cave. Was it really reasonable for him to do this?
What made Chen Yang puzzled was that the capacity of the sword energy did not increase with the increase of the acupoints.
It didn't even increase in power, because in this one and a half years' time, his body and sword intent had increased, but his magic power and cultivations hadn't increased by much.
There was still one more thing that he was worried about, and that was that the little Kunpeng hadn't come into being yet!
The Heavenly Demonic Dao Fruit had shrunk by half, and the little Kunpeng's life force had also become stronger and stronger. However, it did not show any signs of breaking out of its shell.
After putting on the vestment, Chen Yang walked to the coffin and said, "Junior Chen Yang, I am fortunate to have obtained the legacy technique of Senior, and I have successfully cultivated it. I have come to collect the legacy technique. If you are disturbing me, please forgive me!"
Chen Yang bowed three times.
However, there was no movement from the coffin at all!
"What's going on?"
Chen Yang frowned, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the coffin.
As soon as he touched the coffin, a strong suction force came, and Chen Yang was sucked into the coffin.
Chen Yang's vision turned black, and he arrived in the inner space of the coffin.
The space wasn't big, but it was only a hundred miles. There were mountains and rivers, and beside a lake stood a thatched hut.
Chen Yang walked in. The decoration inside was very simple. There was a bed, a table, and a chair!
There were two books and a letter on the table!
Chen Yang was even more suspicious. "Qiu Jian, Senior, Qiu Jian?"
Could this be a suspicious tomb?
He walked to the table, picked up the book, and flipped the pages. He was immediately overjoyed. This was the two and a half plans that Ning Tianxiong had left behind.
With a sweep of his divine sense, all the acupoints were clear at a glance.
129,600 acupoints, combined with the technique for a while, directly reached the Great Circle of Soul Formation.
The hard work paid off, and finally resolved the worries of cultivation!
Putting down the book, Chen Yang was not in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, he picked up the envelope and started reading.
"The Immortal is dead, the God is dead, the Demon is dead, and the Buddha is dead. The Demon is dead, I'm leaving!"
The eighteen words shocked Chen Yang!
He repeated the meaning of each word.
The immortal was dead, the god was dead, and the demon was dead. The Buddha died...
What did it mean?
The most three words, 'I'm leaving'!
Did Qiu Jian, Senior, leave?
Was he dead, or had he left God Devil Continent?
Chen Yang felt as if his brain had turned into mush.
Holding the letter, Chen Yang was speechless for a long time!
He walked out of the thatched hut and came to the lake in front of him. It was not a lake, but a Sword Purification Pool.
Reaching his hand into the lake water, the lake water instantly boiled. Countless sword lights rushed over, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of sword lights swept across.
This Sword Purification Pool was the energy source of the formation of the small world. Countless Tao Rhyme and Sword Intent were circulating within it.
He raised his head and looked at the sky. That should be the core of the small world. Chen Yang flew into the sun, and as expected, he found Jie Ling, who had just given birth to the will of the small world!
Chen Yang had imprinted his mark on the small world. Everything that had happened in the past had been learned by Chen Yang!
A Middle-aged man was washing his sword beside the pond. Day after day, year after year, he slowly turned the ordinary lake water into a violent sword energy lake, carrying his Dao inside.
Suddenly, the man stopped what he was doing and raised his head to look at the sky meaningfully. Chen Yang felt that he was looking at him!
This was an influence left behind by countless years ago. Chen Yang actually felt like he was being spied on.
He suddenly remembered the letter on the table. Qiu Jian seemed to know that he would come and left behind 18 words, as if he wanted to tell him something.
"What exactly happened inside?"
Chen Yang looked at Jie Ling. "Do you know?"
Jie Ling shook his head. "Those were the effects of my spiritual intelligence before it was born. You are the first person I met after my spiritual intelligence was born."
"What about Ning Tianxiong?"
"Who is he?" asked Jie Ling.
The person who took the Nameless Sword Spell from here! "
"I... I don't know! For millions of years, you are the first person to enter this place!"
What!?
Chen Yang was dumbfounded. No... how was this possible?
How could he be the first person in a million years to enter this place?
Could it be that Ning Tianxiong was a fake?
The Nameless Sword Spell was also a fake?
But... what was with all the things he had experienced?
Could it be that it was also fake?
No... no, there seemed to be something wrong!
"If everything is fake, then why did I enter this small world!"
Jie Ling had an innocent look on his face, "Master, I saw you the moment I opened my eyes. I... I don't know anything!"
Then, he started to cry.
"Don't cry!"
Veins popped out on Chen Yang's forehead, "What the hell is going on? Tell me how to get out of here!"
"Master, you can get out at any time!"
You can get out at any time?
With a thought, Chen Yang's vision darkened and he arrived outside the realm.
However, everything in front of him caused him to fall into endless suspicion.
"Little monk, you have finally woken up?"
A young girl in her twenties skipped in. When she saw Chen Yang wake up, she hurriedly shouted, "Miss, Miss... Little monk woke up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a beautiful woman walked in. Who else could it be other than Yuen Xuefei!
"Ya, you finally woke up!"
Seeing that Chen Yang had woken up on the bed, Yuen Xuefei patted her chest and heaved a sigh of relief, "If you still don't wake up, I can only ask father to beg the City Lord to help me!"
What?
Your father went to beg the City Lord to help?
Chen Yang frowned.
Yuen Tiangaang was framed by Ning Tianxiong, so why would he beg him?
"No, I'm not in the sword tomb, right? Why am I here again?"
Chen Yang quickly got up from the bed and shouted in his heart, "Jie Ling, Jie Ling, what is going on?"
"Master, I'm here!"
Jie Ling's voice was heard.
"Why am I here?"
"Master should be here!"
"What do you mean I should be here? I should be at Heavenly Sword Mountain!"
Chen Yang became anxious. This Jie Ling was a retard and did not know anything.
"Didn't you all escape from the Wuwei City? Why are you here?"
Chen Yang looked at the two girls, his eyes filled with anger.