I wonder how Zhongli Tingzhou is doing now, whether he is the same as him.
After the master did not respond, Gao Han's mind suddenly appeared the figure of Zhongli Tingzhou. If the opponent he was facing was a wild giant beast, he might be facing the same situation as him now.
In the constant repetition of the same actions, there is constant disappointment, constant rising up, and constant disappointment again.
Gao Han suddenly had an idea and said with lowered eyebrows: "Master, do you know what is happening in Tingzhou now?"
"Do you want to know?" At this moment, Tian Dao responded, and the voice came from high in the sky.
"I do." Gao Han replied immediately.
"Oh, that will satisfy you."
After he finished speaking, the person still didn't show up. Gao Han keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the space. He turned his head and saw a scene behind him that was like sand gathering into a tower. A mirror was slowly forming in the air. The other end of the mirror was milky white and nothing could be seen. But after a while, the milky white mirror slowly showed the picture.
"Look, but only for half a quarter of an hour."
Gao Han stared at Zhongli Tingzhou in the mirror without blinking. He had his back to him, and it was unclear whether he didn't know or didn't see what was behind him.
In front of him was a huge wild beast with ferocious facial features and abnormally large limbs. If the mirror was not high enough, it would not even be able to reflect the entire body of the wild beast.
Gao Han's attention was not on this wild giant beast. His eyes were fixed on Zhongli Tingzhou who had his back to him. Although he could not see his front, his tattered clothes revealed all the information.
The blood-stained clothes, torn sleeves and hems, etc., with clots of even dried blood, it was unclear whether they were his own or that of the wild beast, but there was a high probability that they were his.
This was the first time Gao Han saw Zhongli Tingzhou in such a miserable state. Even though he didn't see his face, he could imagine how difficult the situation he encountered this time was.
The wild beast roared angrily, and the roar seemed to be heard even from his side. The deafening sound even caused the space to shake slightly.
The wild giant beast then dug the ground madly and rushed towards Zhongli Tingzhou with its limbs at an extremely fast speed. Its ferocious facial features were getting closer and closer on the screen, almost filling the entire screen. If Zhongli Tingzhou's figure was not white, it would be almost invisible.
The next second, Gao Han did not see Zhongli Tingzhou's powerful performance. He drew his sword, but the wild beast was faster and more durable than him, and knocked him away as soon as they met.
Gao Han finally saw the front of Zhongli Tingzhou.
His handsome facial features were stained with blood, and half of his face was covered with dense scars. The blood had dried and hung on his face like flesh turned inside out. His lips were dry and pale, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time and dried by the wind. He no longer looked like the enchanting man he used to be.
He had never seen Zhongli Tingzhou in such an embarrassed state before, even when he had met someone stronger than them before.
Zhongli Tingzhou, who was knocked away, seemed to have become accustomed to this intensity of injury. He quickly rolled up from the ground, swung his sword again and again, rushed forward again and again, and was knocked away again and again.
The clothes on his body had long been torn into rags, and he seemed to be very skilled in changing into a new set of clothes.
Maybe the white robe was gone, this time he changed into a black robe. Under the cover of the wind and sand, his eyes were shining with brilliance and unusually bright.
The mirror then disappeared.
"What do you think after reading this?" Master Tian Dao's voice came from above, "Compared to him, you should be much happier."
"This is the path he chose. I have always believed that there is no shortcut to becoming strong. Otherwise, I would not come here, and he would not go to the Manyuan Continent." Gao Han's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were more determined than before he saw Zhongli Tingzhou.
"It's good that you have this idea. Go on." Master Tiandao's voice disappeared again.
Gao Han took a deep breath and looked at Youmo. What was wrong with the standing still fighting style? Since he was swinging the sword, he couldn't change Youmo's physique, but he could change his own sword.
Time passes by little by little.
In the ghostly demonic realm, there was neither day nor night, and Gao Han could only roughly tell how many days had passed by feeling.
It's been about a month and a half, and I have used up all the equipment I had, so I couldn't last two months.
After the ghost demon escaped, it continued to attack him tirelessly.
Gao Han dodged and swung his sword at the same time. After a month and a half, he still hadn't really figured out the trick to kill the ghost demon, but his cultivation was more solid than a month and a half ago. Half a month ago, he broke through to the early Nascent Soul stage.
The meridians in his body are wider than before and can accommodate more spiritual power. Every time he swings his sword from now on, he will be able to unleash a more powerful force. Although this will cause his spiritual power to be lost faster and he will enter a period of fatigue faster, the only thing on his mind is to become stronger, even though he is extremely tired now.
When he staggered, the ghost seized the opportunity and rushed over, but Gao Han subconsciously swung his knife.
This knife had become a conditioned reflex, and a powerful spiritual power suddenly burst out. For some unknown reason, the meridians that had been dry suddenly surged with a huge amount of energy.
He persisted for such a long time, and even though he was extremely tired, he did not give up the knife in his hand. He used his strongest force in every strike, but he had never felt as strong as he did at this moment.
The knife also made a low humming sound, which made his wrist holding the knife tremble slightly. The surrounding spiritual energy at this moment rushed into Gao Han's body like crazy.
In a place where no one could see, inside Gao Han's body, a pitch-black spiritual root, which was usually dormant, suddenly lit up at this moment.
"Huh?" High in the sky, Tiandao, who was watching this scene, made an inaudible sound of doubt.
Gao Han only felt that the knife in his hand was becoming lighter and lighter. After he swung the knife out, he actually saw thin silk threads in the air. None of these threads were entangled, like two parallel lines, never crossing.
This scene only lasted for less than a breath and disappeared in an instant, but he noticed it.
Some of these thin threads penetrated into his body, while the ghost demon on the opposite side kept changing its speed but never touched these thin threads once.
Gao Han's eyes sank and he quickly stepped back, putting some distance between himself and the ghost.
The ghost demon, who was originally not afraid of his sword, actually avoided the sword on his own initiative this time, as if he had gained wisdom in an instant.
Gao Han supported himself on the ground with a single sword, his eyes calmly staring at the ghost demon in front of him. He could no longer see the thin threads, but the fleeting ray of light was still firmly in his mind. With this light, it didn't matter if he couldn't see the thin threads.
A cloud of dust instantly rose up from under his feet, and the whole person flew out like a ray of light.
He slashed with his sword without hesitation. With this sword, the space seemed to be torn apart. Those thin threads appeared again, although they only flashed by once again. This time, the sword light swept over these thin threads at a low altitude and hit the dodging ghost demon.
With a "whoosh", the knife no longer passed through the body harmlessly. The sound made by this knife was the same as if it hit the flesh.
The ghost demon let out a very faint scream, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
Gao Han wiped the knife on the ground, raised his head and let out a long breath. He was sweating profusely and looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were extremely bright, just like the Zhongli Tingzhou he saw in the mirror that day.
He did it, he finally succeeded.
He didn't know how much time had passed, he only knew that he had finally done it.
He swings hundreds of swords every day, and each blow is struck with all his strength. I'm afraid that the number of swords he has swung during this period of time has exceeded ten thousand.
The Heavenly Sword appeared silently beside him.
Gao Han noticed the presence of his master after a moment, and turned around with a bright smile, "Master, I did it. What time is it now?"
Tian Dao looked at him with a complicated expression and confusion in his eyes, "One and a half months, you actually did it within two months, half a month earlier than what your master said." To call him a genius is an understatement.
"How did you do that?" he asked.
Gao Han was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know either, it was just a sudden epiphany."
Tian Dao looked at him deeply and said, "If that's the case, you are truly a favorite of God."
Gao Han hesitated for a moment, "Disciple also saw some strange silk threads."
Hearing this, Tian Dao couldn't help but be surprised, "You can even see the lines of rules?"
"The line of rules?" Gao Han was surprised.
"These thin threads can also be said to be the things that make up the Lingtian Continent. We call them rules. You can even see this. Even your master is jealous of your talent." Tiandao was full of emotion. He now understood a little about what those people who were jealous of him when he was young were thinking.
In the Nascent Soul stage, one can see how many lines of rules there are that constitute the Lingtian Continent. However, in Tiandao's memory, there is not even one.
Gao Han: “…”
Tian Dao added, "Don't tell anyone about this. I'm afraid you'll be beaten up by others. Just because you've killed the ghost demon doesn't mean it will be easy for you. I'll give you an hour to rest. After an hour, be prepared."
Gao Han: “…Yes.”
Gao Han immediately began to recover his spiritual power. Although the two swords were powerful and burst out with great force, they put a heavy burden on his body and spiritual power.
An hour later, Master Tian Dao indeed lured out two ghost demons. As soon as they saw him showing the slightest sign of relaxation, they immediately sent out the second one. Later on, the number of ghost demons slowly increased to more than ten.
Gao Han, who thought he could relax a little, was in a worse situation in less than a day than he had been in the previous month and a half.
The speed of the Phantom is not slow to begin with, and when multiple parties attack together, the frequency of confusion will increase. Once a mistake is made, the Phantom will immediately seize the opportunity to attack.
Gao Han is now not much better off than Zhongli Tingzhou was back then. Fortunately, he is covered in black so the blood cannot be seen, but he has to concentrate highly throughout the whole process.
Fortunately, after swinging the sword continuously for a month and a half, he would give it his all every time, and swinging the sword had almost become an instinctive habit.
After a month of such high-intensity battles, he had become accustomed to the rhythm of twenty ghost demons attacking at the same time.
One day, the black fog in the Phantom Demon Realm seemed to have faded a little. The sky above was still gray, but the view could already see farther.
"It seems that you have become accustomed to this intensity." Master Tiandao's laughing voice sounded above the Nether Demon Realm.
Gao Han's scalp tightened when he heard this. Every time his master's voice appeared, it meant that he was about to experience another hellish killing spree.
"Start again in an hour."
Gao Han immediately took the time to rest. He had been fighting for many days in a row. This time he calculated consciously and knew that about a month had passed. In other words, he had been in the Nether Demon Realm for two and a half months, and there were only three and a half months left to reach the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm.
Time is very tight. Although his combat power is rising sharply, his cultivation has not increased much and is still stuck in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This slow way of upgrading is the first time he has experienced such a slow upgrade since he came to Lingtian Continent.
An hour later, Master Tian Dao indeed captured two ghost demons that were stronger than the previous group.
These ghost demons struggled desperately in his hands, and fled immediately after being thrown down. They had some wisdom that the previous ghost demons did not have, but when they smelled the flesh and blood of the weak, these ghost demons revealed a pair of glowing and eerie eyes in the black fog.
Several strong winds blew up in the Demonic Realm and instantly rushed towards Gao Han.
Gao Han swung his knife reflexively.
The blade flashed through the air. The ghost demon that was originally about to meet the blade seemed to sense the threat of the blade and retreated instantly the moment it approached. However, it was still a step too late. The blade hit the ghost demon directly, and the ghost demon let out a more shrill scream and then disappeared.
The other two ghost demons were extremely alert and did not dare to move forward rashly.
Upon seeing this, Tian Dao released another ghost demon.
The two ghost demons found that they had a new companion, but they were being attacked from three sides, so they no longer cared and launched attacks from three sides.
These ghost demons are different from the previous group. They are very powerful. If Gao Han is really hit by them, he suspects that he might be seriously injured immediately, so he dare not be careless.
While he was working hard to become stronger, Zhongli Tingzhou, far away in the Barbarian Continent, was also looking at a mirror.
“Did you see clearly? He is working harder than you now. He was able to kill the ghost demon in the ghost demon realm in just two and a half months. He is indeed a genius.” Master Zixiao said with a smile.
Zhongli Tingzhou stared at the mirror thoughtfully. Surrounded by several ghost demons, he kept changing his figure and swinging his sword. As long as there was a slight gap, he would swing his sword.
Every time he swung his sword, he would be able to hit a ghost demon. His sword and his hands seemed to have turned into a precise instrument.
"After reading it, what do you think now?"
"Yes." Zhongli Tingzhou stared at the mirror with shining eyes.
"What do you think?" Master Zixiao asked with great interest. This disciple had never disappointed him.
Zhongli Tingzhou pointed at the mirror and said, "How is this done?"
Master Zixiao stared at him for a few seconds, "Are you asking how he managed to kill the ghost demon?"
"No." Zhongli Tingzhou denied it without hesitation. "I'm asking about this mirror. How did Master manage to broadcast the situation in the Phantom Demon Realm from such a distance?"
Master Zixiao laughed, "You've been looking for so long, and this is all you saw?"
Zhongli Tingzhou hesitated for a moment, "Not really, Gao Han is indeed very powerful, I want to emulate him."
Master Zixiao waved his sleeves, and the mirror disappeared. At the same time, the smile on his face also disappeared. "Continue."
Zhongli Tingzhou: "..."
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