Chapter 833 Forging One's Own Martial Path (2/2)



The skeleton spoke again, its words filled with desolation and helplessness.

Clearly, he included himself among the unfortunate souls he was mocking.

after all.

According to him, all the other immortals who came here have died one by one... Only he, whose body has turned into bones, is not quite dead yet.

This is a kind of sorrow and torment for the skeleton, unable to die but unable to get out.

"I see." Yang Fan sighed.

Later, when he was bored, he also began to study the "Dao" left behind by the immortals on the flowing light stone wall.

Because it was left behind by countless unlucky people before they died, the immortals who can come here are all big shots.

After all, the spacetime turbulence through the Flowing Light Cave is enough to prevent 99% of noobs from getting here.

Of course, Yang Fan, that noob... doesn't count!

(Yang Fan: Author, you're out of things to say, huh? Why did you bring me up?)

Therefore, each path on this shimmering stone wall is completely different.

That was the understanding of the Dao by a powerful figure from the upper realm who perished here.

Yang Fan looked at it and studied it.

Gradually, his thoughts opened up... as if he had seen a whole new world!

Cultivate the divine!

The last words of these powerful figures all mentioned something in common: the "gods" who disappeared millions of years ago.

Cultivators of Divinity!

This is a speculation that exists in the imaginations of all the fallen big shots.

Unfortunately... Yang Fan looked through the entire shimmering stone wall but still couldn't figure out how to cultivate divinity.

However, this also opened up a new direction for Yang Fan.

He closed his eyes and began to appreciate the treasures left behind by these great figures.

Gradually, the aura emanating from him became chaotic and ethereal.

"Hmm? What a gifted young man..."

From among the bones came the old man's surprised voice.

Clearly, Yang Fan's talent and potential impressed him greatly.

after all.

On this shimmering stone wall lie the profound martial arts insights left behind by those ancient, immortal beings from the upper realm.

This kid can not only have a quick epiphany, but also gradually integrate... It's simply unbelievable!

"What a pity. If he hadn't come to this Radiant Cave, he would have been another exceptionally talented emperor in the future..."

From among the bones, the old man's regretful voice echoed once more.

Yang Fan's talent and potential certainly impressed him.

But... coming here is tantamount to announcing death.

Even if he becomes emperor, he will still be trapped and die!

Nothing can leave from here...

Yang Fan ignored the blabbering bastard and immersed himself in understanding the new Dao.

This is a completely new approach that abandons traditional chain repair methods.

Yang Fan didn't know what it was, and had never seen it before.

Precisely because they are pioneers.

Therefore, he needs to figure everything out on his own!

This path is difficult... and dangerous.

One wrong step and you'll fall into an abyss, never to recover...

after all.

Even with proper martial arts techniques, a martial artist can still suffer from qi deviation and demonic possession during cultivation.

Not to mention it's something we created ourselves... who can guarantee there are no side effects?

However, even so... Yang Fan decided to give it a try.

Since we're already trapped here, we're going to die sooner or later anyway.

It's okay to be a little reckless sometimes...

Time passed, second by second.

After an unknown period of time, the third eye between his eyebrows slowly opened.

From a distance, it resembles a mysterious yin-yang symbol.

Half white, half black!

Strangely, the white part of the Tai Chi diagram is slowly filling in, while the black part is empty!

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