A desperate place of life that has had no inhabitants for billions of years.

At this moment, there was a man who, without the help of any technological equipment and wearing only a single piece of clothing, sat casually on a crater at 150°C.

And at the bottom of the cliff behind him, there were three swords firmly stuck in this lonely and desolate lunar land.

One of them was completely red, like an ever-changing blood shadow, constantly emitting bursts of strange light.

To the right of this blood-red sword is a completely black sword that seems to completely swallow up all the light around it.

At this moment, the black sword was seen shaking gently, as if it wanted to make a sword sound, as if it was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

To the right of the black sword is a broken silver sword that is only the size of a palm.

"My super-time and super-space abilities really come from the future."

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Looking at the darkness that was approaching like a tsunami, Broken Sword was slightly startled: "He doesn't look right."

Even the physical body gradually lost control due to the collapse of the soul.

"My disciple is the best in the world. Together with him, we have no rivals in the world. Why can't I be arrogant?"

Lin Xing's condition was indeed very abnormal.

"Just like the inheritance of Taoist children, swordsmen, and immortals..."

Be it his physical body or his soul, Lin Xing continued to collapse, shatter, and lose control under the impact of the inheritance, moving step by step towards complete destruction.

But now Lin Xing has developed his abilities, realm, and Taoist skills to the peak.

In the past, Lin Xing possessed only one third of the super-temporal and spatial inheritance, and he had never been able to truly perceive the super-temporal and spatial inheritance in its full state like he does now.

Just as Duan Jian was making this judgment, the next moment he suddenly sensed Lin Xing's condition incredibly.

Until the day when the world changed drastically and inspiration surged.

In fact, as time gets closer to the point where the world will change drastically, he feels more and more that his consciousness and thinking are constantly being influenced by something, something from the future.

"You have already reached the second level, and your thoughts are strong enough. As long as you use the right methods, you can make other people understand your thoughts..."

"Can't you use your thoughts to convey words?"

But he never expected that Lin Xing not only reconstructed his body, but now he even dared to reconstruct his soul.

Duan Jian wanted to beat Bai Yiyi up after hearing this, but when he looked at Lin Xing's back above him, he had to admit that what the other person said seemed to make some sense.

He was too lazy to argue with the other party, so he simply changed the subject and asked, "Do you know what Lin Xing is going to do? Isn't he going to fight the immortal?"

"It's just that the power of his inheritance is too strong, far exceeding the limit of the third inheritance."

Over the past ten days or so, he had already sensed that Lin Xing was transforming his body on the top of Mount Kunlun.

He felt the anger, the hatred, the pain, the helplessness... and the endless madness.

Lin Xing's soul continued to weaken, and the black runes that originally covered it continued to shrink and dissipate. The ground that was just heaving gradually stopped as the soul's power was lost.

As his thoughts and consciousness were constantly impacted by the inheritance of time and space, the originally extremely solid and powerful Pure Yang Spirit actually showed signs of breaking at this moment.

He knew that in his past lives, Lin Xing had gone completely crazy under the impact of this kind of emotion, and eventually even his thinking collapsed.

"What?!"

"How is it possible?!" Broken Sword was a little shocked: "He is reorganizing his soul?!"

Blood mist began to explode from his body, and his hands and feet began to become uncoordinated and even twisted and deformed.

Feeling the constant vibrations from the black sword, an old thought came from the broken silver sword: "What do you want to say?"

"Is it the fifth? Or a higher level inheritance?"

If Lin Xing was an ordinary person without any cultivation, his consciousness would probably collapse and he would die the moment he came into contact with this power.

The process is getting faster and faster and more serious.

"This guy is finished."

A divine light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and a darkness formed by dense black runes spread out in all directions with the moon beneath him as the center.

The Broken Sword in the distance sensed this scene and seemed to be slightly stunned, then sighed: "His Pure Yang Yuanshen has begun to collapse."

Lin Xing was unable to judge the specific level of this inheritance. He could only vaguely sense that it contained a great power that spanned time and space, and it also recorded countless supreme mysteries of the world.

And in his perception, Lin Xing's extremely broken Pure Yang Spirit suddenly rushed out of the body and separated from the physical body.

The fragments of the soul were first gradually covered by black runes, and then began to reunite and reorganize.

Under the guidance of the Broken Sword, Bai Yiyi, who had transformed into a black sword, quickly burst out with sword intent: "Don't talk nonsense, old man, how could I not know this? It's just that the appearance and environment have changed today, so I'm a little uncomfortable."

The head of Emei, Duan Jian, replied coldly: "You little brat, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

Bai Yiyi laughed: "Do you think I'm too crazy?"

At this moment, as the emotions contained in the inheritance gushed out, this thing that Xingxiao called evil thoughts continued to pollute Lin Xing's soul.

"It's like if a mortal were to forcibly absorb the memories of a third-tier master, his mind would become unbalanced and his consciousness would collapse at any time."

Broken Sword said in disbelief: "The soul is where the mind is. Can the soul be reconstructed after it collapses?"

Broken Sword said mercilessly: "The little ghost's Pure Yang Yuanshen has been tempered by thousands of hammers. It is an anomaly that has never appeared since ancient times. But such a powerful Yuanshen has begun to collapse, which shows how much pressure he is under now. After the Yuanshen is defeated, he has no chance..."

He finally stopped rejecting the power of this inheritance and let it flow into the depths of his consciousness, exploding like a tsunami in his mind. During this process, while Lin Xing felt the power of this inheritance, he also sensed the emotions contained in it.

Although he was deeply attracted by this inheritance, he did not delve into it immediately.

Bai Yiyi's heart tightened when she heard this, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Xing is my disciple, so he won't end up like this."

After countless times of reorganization and tempering, his body has gradually transformed into a being that is neither human nor instrumental.

"And he is not some superpower that fell from the sky, he is a kind of inheritance."

"If you can teach a disciple who is the best in the world, I think you will be even crazier than me."

As Broken Sword spoke out his judgment, everything seemed to be just as he had imagined.

When affected by this great force from the future, he could already vaguely see what the other party was.

If Broken Sword had to put it bluntly...it was a magic weapon. Lin Xing's body gave him the feeling of a strange magic weapon.

At this moment, Lin Xing came all the way to the moon, to this empty place where he could do whatever he wanted.

Then, as the soul continued to shatter and collapse, the fragments of the soul that were constantly dissipating from it actually underwent a change.

While the two swords were exchanging blows, Lin Xing on the crater had slowly stood up.

Veins popped up on his face, and the land for miles around kept rising and falling under his increasingly confused thoughts, from cliffs to valleys, from plains to mountains... It seemed to symbolize the emotional changes in his heart.

A strange change.

Instead, he had been constantly rejecting the other party's influence over the past ten days, and in the process, mixed with the evil energy of Kunlun Mountain, constantly tempering his own will, trying his best to adapt to the power of this inheritance.

Xing Xiao's shadow sighed at the side, "Since ancient times, the higher the realm, the stronger the evil thoughts."

Perhaps it was a response to Broken Sword, or perhaps it was the spread of his own thoughts, Lin Xing's voice echoed in the minds of everyone in front of him.

"Among all the methods of cultivation...willpower comes first."

"Even if the body collapses, even if the soul is shattered, as long as the will is not extinguished, the mind can be reunited, the strength can be restored, and the person can be reborn!"

"People... can become immortals!"

(End of this chapter)