The awakened creature was also alert and surprised. Its spiritual ripples surged from the exhausted extraordinary source, and suddenly, most of the universe began to silently fall ashes.
"Grave sweeper." Wang Xuan responded. Before speaking, he had already driven the boat in the mist to the other end of this decaying universe without a sound, and the endless galaxy was behind the boat.
The creatures under the sea of ??ashes are moved. This speed is unusual. Once the spiritual fire blooms, it can cross half of the vast universe.
Especially here, it used to be one of the strongest source centers, magnificent and boundless.
"Who sweeps the grave for whom?" The unknown creature spoke, and the surging black matter rose up, covering a large number of galaxies. This is the "grave ash" of the eighth source corresponding to the once decayed "Yang Nine".
"To pay homage to the dead, they are gone. Pay homage to an era, several origins, once glorious in the world, endless universe, and the number of sands in the Ganges River, it is one of the most brilliant." Wang Xuan let himself have a sense of vicissitudes and remain mysterious.
As for the sea of ??ashes, those 4 pages of scriptures have long since disappeared into his eyes. They are the reproduction and cohesion of the immortal scriptures of the past, resonating with the mission paper.
The moment it is absorbed, the 4 pages of scriptures fall back into dust, but the charm remains forever. The material itself has already been reduced to ashes along with the vast amount of scriptures in the passage of countless epochs.
"I don't know!" The black shadow stepped on the ruins corresponding to the 8th extraordinary source of "Yang Nine", looking into the distance, secretly guarding.
He has gone through countless calamities, and has seen too many grotesque and terrifying scenes. He has traveled through the worlds and seen the boundless bloody world. Some people are no longer human, and they can do anything.
Even, he himself is different from the past, is he still a normal creature? It's completely different.
"It doesn't matter, I'm just offering sacrifices to those who can never appear again, remembering the era of extinction."
Wang Xuan stood on the boat in the mist, teleported to the other end of the universe, and the endless extinguished cosmic star sea lingered under his feet like sand and went away.
So fast? The creatures under the sea of ??ashes at the eighth source were slightly startled, and said, "Since it was an accident, then each will go his own way, and see you later."
With heavy fog, he pierced through the big crack in this decaying universe, and disappeared in an instant, because he couldn't figure out the details of the other party, and he didn't see anyone.
Wang Xuan drove the boat away, and then, accelerated suddenly, entered the highest spiritual world, and traveled far by boat, because he didn't know the bottom line.
Until now, he has not figured out what the other party's route is and what the situation is. Under a source that has been exhausted for at least a hundred epochs, there are living creatures sleeping, which is really abnormal and out of the ordinary.
The main reason is that this place is too special,
"Yang Jiu" has long since ceased to exist, and was extinguished into nine piles of ashes, yet some people survive forever.
He stopped and sat on the boat, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and calmed down his ups and downs.
In the holy realm, he could already stand on the bow of the boat and sit cross-legged by the coffee table, and the boat was completely open to him.
Just as he expected, this boat of tea is an extension of his spiritual realm, and it is a partial manifestation of the 6 breakthroughs in his entire realm.
They were all the various classics he had collected, and he picked up the scripture from the coffee table, the secret chapter of the Royal Dao Domain.
The Beast Emperor's Sutra, the Balanced Avenue, and the scriptures under the 36th world.
In addition, there are his own perceptions, his understanding of Lupo, and vivid pictures of his permanent residence in the world and his great getaway.
Wang Xuan flipped through the pages and saw the new chapter he had just obtained from the sea of ??ashes at the 8th source of "Yang Nine". This is the cohesion of Tao and the resonance of the spiritual level.
"The immeasurable universe decays, and it ends up in dust. Only the Tao is immortal, and only the truth is immortal." Wang Xuan said to himself.
He read the scriptures with a serious look on his face. This is really not a simple thing, it can be called the condensed essence of the supreme chapter.
"The four pages of scriptures are roughly 6 breaks in the big realm in the four limits. According to a heavyweight like Guizhen Road'Zhong', this is the realm of the real king."
In the distance, the shadow of the eighth source appeared silently again, and he returned to the source of this decaying universe, looking for the unknown creature just now.
As a result, there was nothing left. .
"Thousands of ages become dust, transcendence into ashes, I'm still alive, what's the meaning of existence?" Before the eyes of the black shadow, the bright era of the source world appeared, with brilliant stars, countless flying immortals, undulating sea of ??myths, and benign competition among hundreds of millions of races , everything in the world is full of vitality, and those who strive for the Tao rise from time to time, shining on the world.
"Can it still be revived? I have waited too long, when will the nine sources reappear to illuminate the world. Perhaps, it is time to go to the place of returning to the truth, and then strive for the first rank?He even entered the Yangjiu Realm of Extinction.
Years are rushing, Wang Xuan was practicing, while hurrying, and explored the "hundred years", he opened his mouth and yawned, feeling a little sleepy.
"No, I have to go back. If I "sleep forever" here, away from the flames of the extraordinary source, it's hard to tell when I will wake up. "
Even if the six extraordinary sources in the distance can wake him up, it took more than three thousand years to come here. Even if he wants to go back in time, if he gets lost and goes around, it may take a few years. millennium.
In that case, when he really returns, maybe the new era will come to an end again!
At this moment, Wang Xuan further realized that the time for each Ji Chaofan to recover is too short. Compared with this long and boundless time, it is really just a flash of light piercing the darkness in an instant. It is so small that people feel powerless. The Transcendents despair.
"Let's go, I don't know if we can see 'Yang Jiu' revived." Wang Xuan hurried on the road with all his strength, and set foot on the return journey.
What makes him helpless is that two hundred years have passed since the Great Tribulation of the True Saint, and he is still in the field of the False Saint, and has not ushered in the second breakthrough.
According to the experience of the saints, this period will not be very long, and only a few people may need to accumulate more than a thousand years.
Wang Xuan used his previous practice speed to calculate that he should not be delayed for a long time, but this time it turned out to be the other way around.
"Could it be that the 6th break is too super-class, there is no such thing as a false saint, and the foundation is too deep, every time you upgrade to a level, you will follow the real time that you should normally break the limit?"
Wang Xuan was a little numb immediately. He set foot in the holy realm and broke the limit for the first time, that is, he came to the 10th heaven of Yudao. Measured by Yuanshen year, it took him a full 3276 years.
"This means that if you want to come, you may not be able to arrive at the 11th heaven of the royal way before he falls asleep, and it may be too late.
Because, he doesn't know if he can last three thousand years.
In the Age of Eternal Silence, he couldn't sleep in the early days and harassed the 6 broken old monsters of the superhuman source. Now he is sleepy, but wants to wake up again.
"In the heavens and worlds, in the endless universe, is there a supreme being who can't sleep? Come out and tell me." Five hundred years later, he had already entered the realm corresponding to the sixth Yin, and began to shout in order to keep himself awake.
"Is there anyone awake? Who dares to fight me?" Wang Xuan shouted. After being promoted to the holy realm, his hands were indeed itchy.
"I don't want to sleep!" Thousands of years later, he recited his own scriptures and tried his best to avoid closing his eyes. If he lay down on the way, he would sleep forever.
After 1,200 years of returning home from the "Yangjiu" boundary, Wang Xuan, who had been drowsy, suddenly raised his head, and instantly became sober and refreshed, because there were 15 strange lights shining fiercely.