"Um!"
Xiao Zhantian's pupils shrank, and in a flash he suddenly tilted his head back.
“Swish!”
The Jinghong Sword passed by the edge of his neck, and a strand of hair in front of his forehead fell down.
"snort!"
A trace of anger flashed across Xiao Zhantian's face, and his aura suddenly exploded.
"boom!"
The pressure of the Immortal Emperor's great perfection instantly swept across the entire space of the Heavenly Dao Monument.
Under this terrifying pressure, Ye Chen's movements paused and slowed down for a moment.
Xiao Zhantian seized the opportunity and once again gathered all his strength into the long sword, using all his strength to chop down Ye Chen's brand on the head.
This sword condensed all the power of Xiao Zhantian, the Immortal Emperor, and slashed at Ye Chen's mark with terrifying sword intent.
"Bang!"
Under this knife, Ye Chen's mark began to become illusory and slowly dissipated.
After a few breaths, Ye Chen's mark condensed into shape again, and his ranking dropped from 2,000th to 2,001st.
He lost.
"Huh! Supreme? Nothing more than that!"
Xiao Zhantian snorted disdainfully.
Outside the Heavenly Way Monument.
A golden light flashed on the Heavenly Dao Monument, and Ye Chen's ranking dropped one place to 2001st.
The name of the 2,000th person turned into Xiao Zhantian.
The geniuses in the immortal world were shocked when they saw Ye Chen’s ranking on the Heavenly Dao Monument drop.
"No! How could this happen! Ye Zhizun's brand was actually defeated!"
"Could it be that Xiao Zhantian's talent really surpasses Ye Zhizun?"
"My fellow Daoist, you're overthinking it. When Ye Zhizun challenged the Heavenly Dao Monument, he was only at the Immortal Venerable Realm."
"And this Xiao Zhantian is a true Immortal Emperor of Great Perfection. It's obvious at a glance which one is more important!"
A single word can wake people up from their dreams. As soon as these words were spoken, everyone realized that they had been ignoring Ye Chen's state of mind at that time.
“That’s right. Ye Zhizun was at the Immortal Venerable Realm when he challenged the 2,000th place. But Xiao Zhantian was at the Immortal Emperor Great Perfection before he defeated Ye Chen. There is no comparison at all!”
"That's right, this Xiao Zhantian is clearly bullying the weak, and his victory is unfair!"
"Even if Xiao Zhantian is a Great Perfection Immortal Emperor, so what? When Ye Zhizun takes action personally, he will definitely be defeated!"
The geniuses in the fairy world suddenly realized what was going on, and anger surged in their hearts again. They looked at Xiao Zhantian with contempt in their eyes.
At this moment, Ye Chen, who was experiencing the mundane world in the mortal world, had no idea what happened in the Bloody Secret Realm, and even if he knew, he would not care.
After seeing the old man off, Ye Chen stayed in the inn for a while and then left.
To truly experience the world, you can't always stay in this small inn. You have to walk around the mortal world and experience more worldly things.
He transformed into a mortal ranger of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight with an ordinary face.
A blue shirt, an iron sword, and a pot of wine.
Ye Chen walked step by step across mountains, rivers, prosperous towns, and desolate villages.
He has seen the joy of newlyweds and the sorrow of bereavement.
He has seen the singing and laughter during the harvest, and also seen the starving people everywhere during the years of disaster.
He once saw injustice and used his ordinary martial arts to punish several bullies and local gentry.
He was once short of money and had to sleep in the open with the real escort men.
Time slips away like sand through fingers, and another five years have passed.
In the past five years, Ye Chen has witnessed all kinds of life and death in the mortal world and experienced countless joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.
His understanding of the path to nirvana in the mortal world has indeed deepened.
But he always felt that he was still a little bit away from truly grasping the core mystery.
That little bit is like being separated by a layer of gauze, visible but intangible, and impossible to grasp.
"What is missing?"
Ye Chen stood on a mountain top, looking down at the village with smoke rising from chimneys below, and fell into deep thought.
"Could it be that my earthly experiences are not profound enough?"
"Even though the Ranger walks in the mortal world, there is still a layer of separation."
“If you want to experience the ultimate worldly life, perhaps you should experience the despair and struggle at the bottom.”
A glimmer of understanding flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
His figure flashed, and his appearance and breath changed again, turning into a ragged, unkempt beggar.
Ye Chen put away the iron sword in his hand, threw away the wine pot, and left only a broken bowl.
From then on, the world lost a knight in blue robes and gained a beggar curled up in the corner of the town.
He began to experience the hunger of not having enough food to eat and the biting cold wind in the dead of winter.
For a moldy steamed bun, he put aside all his dignity as a monk and competed with wild dogs for food.
He was despised and driven away, and suffered contempt and humiliation.
He had seen other beggars fighting over half a stale pancake, and he had also seen beggars freezing to death on the streets in silent despair.
The boundary between life and death becomes blurred yet clear in such a life.
Dignity seems so insignificant in the face of survival.
Another ten years passed.
Ye Chen has been struggling in this lowest level of the world for ten years.
His state of mind became increasingly calm, and his understanding of the extinction of the world became increasingly complex.
He seemed to have touched more things, but the most crucial point was still like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.
"What exactly is it? What is the key point?"
Ye Chen sat cross-legged in the corner of a dilapidated temple, covered with hay, his heart full of confusion.
"I clearly feel it's right in front of me, why can't I grasp it?"
He closed his eyes and thought quietly, replaying the past twenty years of earthly experiences in his mind over and over again.
From the dull life of a waiter, to the experiences of a knight, to the struggles of a beggar.
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