A Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Toddler, Soaring Through the Cultivation World

[Mind Reading + Max-Level Cute Kid + Brainless Fun + Light and Humorous + Minor Group Portrait]

Recently, the cultivation world has had a good laugh: the debt-ridden and perpetually unlucky Q...

Chapter 204: Blood? Illusion

Chapter 204: Blood? Illusion

Bai Ze suddenly jumped up, and the horn on his forehead shot out silver light, dispersing Ai Ye's phantom: "Let's go now."

Nan Ningxia picked up the unconscious Bai Huanhuan, while Yan Jinjin carried Xiaobai on her back. In the direction indicated by Kingdee, a tunnel emitting faint light appeared on the ground.

"This is..." Yan Jinjin asked in surprise, "The sect's emergency teleportation array?"

Xiaobai wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and took one last look at the Gate of the Netherworld. There, more shadows were pouring out, and the ancient runes on the Gate reminded her of the chess game between Pangu and the shadows in the jade slip.

"Hurry up!" Bai Ze urged, "Golden Butterfly can't hold on for much longer, Xiaobai."

The moment everyone jumped into the tunnel, Xiaobai heard a deafening explosion from the direction of the Third Heaven. Looking up, she saw blood clouds rolling above the sky, and faintly saw countless chains hanging from the clouds, which were the Chaos Divine Iron that broke in her body.

"The blood sacrifice... has begun." Xiaobai murmured, and was then swallowed up by the light of the tunnel.

In the darkness, she seemed to see again the last moment when her master burned into sword light. The broken pieces of the wine gourd turned into thousands of swords, and the old man's off-tune tune echoed in her ears through time and space:

"The universe is a chessboard of all living things, and gods and demons are of the same origin."

When Xiaobai opened his eyes again, he was already in the ancient altar of the Wuya Academy's underground palace. The altar was surrounded by patterns similar to those of the Chaos Divine Iron, and the water mirror suspended in the center was showing the terrifying scene in the Three Heavens.

Tens of thousands of monks were pierced by chains, and their blood drew huge divine patterns in the air. Fan Wuzhi stood in the center of the altar, his eyes dark. What scared Xiaobai the most was that her unique chaotic divine pattern flashed on the forehead of each dead person.

"This is..." Nan Ningxia's voice trembled, "What are you going to wake up?"

Bai Ze's claws dug deep into Xiao Bai's shoulders: "She is faking the illusion of 'Goddess Slaughter' to prepare for a complete awakening."

The water mirror suddenly switched to show the scene deep in the Nine Netherworld. Ai Ye stood on a throne made of bones, with countless demons kneeling at her feet. She looked up at the water mirror, as if she could see Xiao Bai through space.

"Look, my dear other half." She opened her arms, and behind her appeared a childhood scene exactly the same as in Xiaobai's memory: except that in the picture, Pangu always had his back to the little girl in the dark.

"What you think is good is nothing but partiality." Ai Ye's voice rang directly in Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, "What you think is evil is nothing but expectations that have been betrayed."

Xiaobai suddenly had a splitting headache, and countless strange memories flooded into his mind: at the beginning of creation, the two balls of divine light in the chaotic sea were originally one; when Pangu created the sky, the pure white divine light was brought to the sunlight, while the dark part was locked into the abyss; during every celebration of the gods, unheard cries would be heard from the Nine Nether Abyss.

"Young Master, Xiaobai, don't believe it." Bai Ze's call brought her back to reality, "Don't let her drag you into the same realm."

Xiao Bai was shocked to find that black lines had appeared on half of his body, and he quickly used his mental skills to suppress them. Ai Ye in the water mirror showed a disappointed expression: "You are still resisting me.

That’s all. ”

She suddenly waved her hand, and the water mirror showed that the Three Heavens Altar was bursting with blood.

The light penetrated the space and even caused the underground palace to vibrate.

“When the blood moon covers the three heavens, I will come personally to take back what is mine.

"Aiya's voice gradually faded away, "After all, only a complete godhood can fight against 'that existence' that is about to awaken..."

The last few words made Xiao Bai shudder. She recalled the scene in the jade slip where Pangu played chess with a black shadow. The blurry little figure at the edge of the chessboard was neither her nor Ai Ye.

"There is a third one..." Xiaobai muttered to himself.

The underground palace suddenly shook violently, and the top began to collapse. Nan Ningxia pulled Xiaobai up and said, "We must leave. The sect is no longer safe."

As everyone rushed to the secret passage, Xiaobai looked back at the altar for the last time. The water mirror had been shattered, but among the fragments, she vaguely saw the sword of her master coming towards her, getting closer and closer. It was not an illusion.

The aqua blue sword emitting cold air came towards Ai Ye. Ai Ye felt something was wrong after just one strike of the sword.

"Damn it, since you forced the Ice Sword Spirit out, Mo Qingchen, you're willing to sacrifice your life to save her, right? Well, you're going to die soon anyway, so it's not that easy to please the Ice Sword Spirit."

Mo Qingchen was trembling all over under the nine-foot abyss. He couldn't leave here. This was the punishment from heaven.

Seeing Mo Qingchen's whole body was cold, the person next to him shook his head and channeled his true energy. If Xiaobai was there, he would recognize that he was none other than Elder Liu.

"Tsk tsk tsk, why is Mo Qingchen always so embarrassed every time he meets you? Alas, isn't it just heaven? Your apprentice dares to challenge heaven, and you, as a master, are so old and worried.

When you were young, didn't you dare to point at the Heavenly Dao and curse? Tsk tsk tsk, you are not as good as your disciples.

And my only outstanding disciple almost died."

After Elder Liu finished speaking, he glanced at the little figure sitting in meditation with his eyes closed inside the lotus lantern and felt a little more at ease.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I was able to protect the Nascent Soul before it disappeared. Li Xiaoran, Li Xiaoran, let's see how you're going to thank me when you wake up."

The little man inside is Li Xiaoran. His whole body is wrapped in a lotus lamp. If you look closely, the spiritual energy inside is the spiritual energy of the Wuwang Land, and it is even more intense.