Chapter 1453 The Strongest Battle

"You will understand when you see him. I want to see him alive or dead. I must bring him back no matter what. After the task is accomplished, I will grant you the right to temporarily possess the sacred objects of the Temple of Trajectory in the name of the Holy Spirit." said the Holy Spirit.

"Can I really possess the holy object?" Xiao was surprised and happy. Each of the six holy temples had a holy object. Xiao himself was from the Temple of Tracks. If he could possess the holy object of the Temple of Tracks, his own strength would certainly increase greatly, and it would not be difficult to destroy Luoyang.

"The holy object cannot leave the temple for too long, nor can it stay on Earth for a long time. You can hold it for one day." said the Holy Spirit.

"That's enough." Xiao said through gritted teeth.

"Go." The Holy Spirit said calmly.

Xiao jumped into the Lake of Troubles again. This time he still felt his body sinking, as if many invisible hands of resentful spirits were pulling his body.

But compared to the first time he came down, the force had weakened a lot. Xiao swam forward desperately to prevent himself from sinking into the bottomless abyss.

There are three thousand strands of worries in the world, and bones are easily broken to achieve peace.

If you have no desires, you will be strong. If a person has no desires, he will have no worries.

But people are people after all. If they don’t have any desires at all, then what is the difference between being alive and being a walking corpse?

It is impossible for everyone to be free of worries. If you have worries, it is impossible to swim across the lake of worries alive, let alone reach the other side.

It seemed that the other side was not far away, but no matter how hard Xiao tried to swim towards it, the other side was always right in front of him, but out of reach.

His body was in the lake, as if entangled by one silk thread after another, making it increasingly difficult for him to move. He slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, where all mortal things ended.

Xiao felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. He had long known that even if he was promoted to a legend in the Lake of Troubles, it would still be a life-or-death situation for him to reach the other side.

"I can't die yet!" Xiao bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to use the pain to wake himself up.

But this method was obviously useless. He bit the tip of his tongue, but only felt numb. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he was unaware of anything.

"Still can't get through?" The Holy Spirit couldn't help but frowned as he watched Xiao gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake from afar.

No matter how many powerful creatures there are, they find it difficult to swim across the Lake of Troubles, even those from other dimensions are no exception. Yet, that weak human, despite certain death, swam across the Lake of Troubles. The Holy Spirit witnessed it firsthand.

So the Holy Spirit has been trying to use humans to reach the other side. Xiao is not the first person to try, nor will he be the last.

"What a pity, this man's talent and willpower are both top-notch among the saints." Xiao's current position is such that even the Holy Spirit cannot pull him back, so the Holy Spirit felt a little regretful, but it was just a fleeting thought.

After all, he is just a human being, and he can be trained slowly in the future. If one dies, more saints will appear in the future, and he has plenty of time to wait.

Seeing that Xiao was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, Shengshen was ready to turn around and leave, but suddenly he saw Xiao in the lake, struggling desperately.

As he struggled, the invisible strands of trouble that bound his body gradually receded, and Xiao, who was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, gradually floated up.

"His consciousness can be so pure? Can hatred really make a person so pure?" The Holy Spirit was a little surprised when he saw Xiao swimming towards the other side again.

But other than that, he really couldn't think of what kind of power could make Xiao's mind so pure.

In Xiao's mind, some memories that were sealed deep inside are gradually reviving.

Two children were fighting on the grass in the suburbs.

"I am the strongest."

"I am the strongest."

While the two children were fighting, a tall, thin middle-aged man passed by and stood by to watch with interest.

After watching for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to feel a little bored. He suddenly flashed and picked up the two children who were wrestling with each other by the collar.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" "Let me go!" The two children kicked and hit and struggled desperately, but the middle-aged man was tall and thin, with particularly long arms, and their short legs could not reach the middle-aged man's body at all.

"Don't you want to tell who is stronger? You can't tell it this way. I will tell you how to tell who is the strongest." The middle-aged man said, and his figure flashed and moved quickly towards the distant mountains and forests.

On top of a mountain peak that looks like a sword's edge, someone placed a piece of wood there, like a seesaw, with only the middle part pressing against the top of the mountain.

On both sides of the wood stood a child. The weight of their bodies affected the balance of the wood, causing it to sway left and right and up and down, as if it would fall into the abyss at any time.

"If you want to duel, you have to do it in a place like this. As long as you knock your opponent down, the other one will naturally be the strongest without any dispute." The middle-aged man stood on the branch of an ancient tree protruding from the cliff on a nearby mountain and said to the two children.

If it were an ordinary teenager, he would have probably wet his pants out of fear, or even fallen down out of fear.

However, although the two children were young and a little nervous, they were not as scared as other children. They moved their bodies slowly and tried hard to keep the wood balanced so that it would not fall due to tilting.

The fact that they could behave so calmly at their age made the middle-aged man even more interested.

"It's actually very simple to kill your opponent. You just need to run to the middle position faster than your opponent. The wood will lose balance and your opponent will naturally fall down. The one who survives, I will send him back." said the middle-aged man.

The two children looked at each other and almost at the same time, rushed towards the center.

"Interesting." The middle-aged man found it more and more interesting.

The two children reached the middle position almost at the same time, but the top of the mountain was too sharp, and the cliffs below were slippery, making it impossible for people to stand.

One of the children reached out without hesitation to push the other child, trying to push him down.

But who knew that the other child did not push forward like him, but instead slightly tilted his body and jumped up.

The child who reached out to push did not expect this to happen at all. He used too much force and his body rushed forward. Without the weight supporting the other side, the wood immediately slid down.

The child's body also fell down along with the wood.

(End of this chapter)