Chapter 5534 The most beautiful thing is the sunset...

"Refine the quenching!"

"Refine the breaking!"

"Refine the tempering!"

"What is being refined is that trace of the 'phantom of the godhead'!"

"Therefore, the next realm of the Three Days Realm is quite special, and is called... the Ninth Stage of Refining the Godhead!" "

Its essence is to let a trace of the 'phantom of the godhead' go through nine temperings, and after stepping onto the ninth stage, it will be truly 'refined'!"

"From a trace of the phantom of the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, it is completely refined into reality!"

"In a way, does the 'Ninth Stage of Refining the Godhead' sound similar to the 'Road to Legend'?" "

But in fact, they are completely different, and in essence they surpass each other by far."

"After all, if you really want to 'become a god', to become a true and great... god!! How can it be that simple?"

"Nine Stages of Refining the Godhead, one stage for one transformation."

"Each stage represents a transformation, each different. After truly stepping onto each stage, there will be earth-shaking changes."

"This change is not only about everything in oneself, but also about that trace of the phantom of the godhead."

"From illusion to reality..."

"This is equivalent to creating something out of nothing. It is an unimaginable level of cultivation. It is mysterious and unparalleled, and needs to be carefully comprehended."

Ye Wuque, who listened carefully, seemed to have opened the door to a new world at this moment!

Above the Three Heavens Realm, there is such a special realm...

"Ninth Level of Refining the Soul..."

Ye Wuque murmured.

He remembered what Uncle Fu told him about the path to the Sage King in the Human King Realm!

It is also a step against the sky, a step of good fortune.

Is this the ancient method of glory?

The road to legend?

Ninth Level of Refining the Soul?

With the improvement of the realm of cultivation, when it is promoted to a certain level, such a transformation and tempering will occur?

Seeing that Ye Wuque seemed to have realized something, Jian Chan also smiled, and then continued to say: "And the specific situation of each level of the 'Ninth Level of Refining the Soul'... Puff!!!"

Suddenly, Jian Chan's voice stopped abruptly!

She spit out a large mouthful of blood! !

The originally ruddy face turned pale again at this moment, and the whole person immediately trembled!

Ye Wuque's face changed, and he immediately supported Jian Chan.

Jian Chan, who was originally full of energy and looked fine, began to lose her breath extremely at this moment.

Her solidified life began to flow away madly again!

The divine blood and life essence from Ye Wuque were finally consumed.

Although Ye Wuque had known it for a long time, his face was still shaking at this moment, and sadness surged in his eyes.

To a certain extent, since the long years ago when Jian Chan chose to sleep, she had actually lost it long ago. What was left of her was only an empty shell.

It had long turned into endless water.

No matter how powerful the divine blood and life essence were, they were useless and could not replenish the foundation.

"It's really amazing that you can still hold on for a quarter of an hour..."

Jian Chan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a satisfied smile surged on her pale face.

"Ye Wuque, remember, you can't let others find out that your blood is special, otherwise you will encounter those terrifying beings and they will capture you and refine you into a blood and flesh medicine!"

Jian Chan said to Ye Wuque jokingly.

Her voice had become very light and weak, and she gradually became exhausted.

Ye Wuque nodded slowly, his eyes sad.

Jianchan tried to stand up again, and waved her slender hand gently...

Yin!

The Sword of Release flew from a distance and landed gently in her hand. A ray of light overflowed from Jianchan's hand and landed on the Sword of Release.

The Sword of Release suddenly glowed, and an unimaginable terrifying sword intent was injected into it.

Then, Jianchan gently handed the Sword of Release to Ye Wuque.

"As promised, the Sword of Release is yours."

Ye Wuque took the Sword of Release.

"You should have guessed where the exit from the Sword of Release is, but with your current strength, you may not be able to open it."

"This sword seals my last strength, which can be used to cut a sword. With this sword, you can cut there and completely leave the Exile Prison."

Jianchan said with a smile.

At this moment!

Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed!

He clearly saw!

Jianchan's feet had begun to... turn into ashes little by little.

Her time... has come.

But Jianchan didn't care at all.

She just looked at Ye Wuque, her eyes gradually became strange, and she slowly blessed him: "Ye Wuque, you are unparalleled in talent and luck, and you are a peerless hero of this era!"

"Your future is limitless!" "

At the top of the long road, I hope you can walk swiftly and steadily, cut through all thorns, sweep away all enemies, climb to the top of the road, be invincible, and overlook the past and present!"

"Because, this was also my desire..."

This was the last blessing from Jian Chan, and it also carried a trace of regret from her.

In her time, how could Jian Chan not be a peerless genius with unlimited future?

At this moment, Ye Wuque's face was solemn, and he clasped his hands towards Jian Chan to show his gratitude and... respect!

"Thank you."

"I will take your share and go on unswervingly until the peak!"

"I will always remember you..."

"Comrade-in-arms who share life and death... Jian Chan."

Buzz buzz buzz!

At this moment, Jian Chan's entire lower body had completely turned to ashes, and she smiled brightly when she heard Ye Wuque's decisive words.

At this moment,

the sunset glow all over the sky had reached its peak.

Like fire!

Like blood!

Beautiful and breathtaking!

Beautiful and unforgettable!

A ray of the setting sun disappeared in the brilliant red glow, gradually dimming, with a touch of bleakness and regret as the sun sets in the west.

"It's so beautiful..."

Jian Chan looked at the sunset glow in the sky from a distance, sighed softly, with three parts of admiration, three parts of joy, and three parts of trance.

At this moment, below her neck, she had turned to ashes.

Suddenly, Jian Chan looked at Ye Wuque again, revealing a playful expression, "Ye Wuque, in fact, the surname 'Jian' was changed after I became a disciple, just to practice swordsmanship, it is not my real surname, my real surname is... Kun!"

"Kun Chan... is my real name."

"You have to remember it!"

"Goodbye... Ye Wuque..."

At the very end, Jian Chan smiled sweetly and winked at Ye Wuque playfully.

Buzz!

The next moment, Jian Chan turned to ashes.

Disappeared from the world, completely gone, as if she had never appeared.

Just like when she came, no one knew. When she

left, no one knew. Under

the sunset,

Ye Wuque stood alone with a sword. He seemed to be frozen in place because of Jian Chan's last words!

After a few breaths,

he raised his head again, looked at the clear and calm void in front of him, and whispered softly: "Goodbye..."

"Kun Chan."

The sunset is like a sword, red like fire, and the most beautiful thing is the sunset.

One person, one sword.

Standing quietly.

Farewell to his comrades.

It seemed that until the end of time and reincarnation, Ye Wuque would be alone, only alone.