Chapter 487 The Thirteenth Stage of Nirvana is Imminent



Did they really catch a living creature? It was struggling and struggling in the flag, resisting violently. Wang Xuan shook the flag, and a golden grid emerged, tightening quickly. He did not kill it, but captured it alive.

"Can you understand what I am saying?" Wang Xuan asked while looking at this thing. It had a blurry and pale face, and its entire body was like clouds and smoke. It was unknown whether it was burned or its shape was like this, flickering.

It didn't say a word, just stared at him. After being wrapped in the flag, the red substance could not easily erode it, which was equivalent to protecting it.

“If you want to speak, you can howl. Why are you pretending to be mute here?” Wang Xuan carried the God-Slaying Flag and continued his exploration by going up along the meteorite passage.

The red substance around was boiling, and Wang Xuan was not hurt inside the health-preserving furnace. He was quite safe, which made him admire that the treasure was indeed a treasure.

Relatively speaking, the God-Slaying Flag is already considered a rare treasure, but now black spots have appeared on the flag, and it is somewhat unable to resist. The golden grid is becoming more and more glaring. It is resisting.

The creature bound in the flag began to roar. It was burned to death and became increasingly blurred, with its face pale and hazy.

"Don't you want to tell me something? Then I'll burn you to death!" Wang Xuan showed no mercy and rushed it all the way upwards, approaching the real source.

This was a journey he had never had before. Controlling the treasure, the Dao patterns expanded and he rushed upward at such a rapid speed that he could hardly estimate how many miles he had traveled.

He felt like he was on a road to heaven, and from here he seemed to be able to enter the outside world and come to a brand new world. This was the only feasible meteorite road.

"Grandson, are you addicted to burning your grandfather?" Suddenly, the creature shouted, and his words were irritating, unruly, and looked like he needed to be messed with.

This was beyond Wang Xuan's expectations. This thing had intelligence and could communicate.

"It seems that it is still not burned enough, your mouth deserves a slap!" After Wang Xuan said this, he ignored it and rushed upwards again.

"Oh, it hurts so much, why are you burning? Do you know who I am? Stop!" The flag was burnt and charred, and the golden grid was undulating. The monster inside couldn't stand it.

Wang Xuan ignored it. Since it was not convinced, he would burn it to death. The treasure glowed, and a soft halo enveloped Wang Xuan, isolating him from the terrifying passage.

The passage became wider and wider, as if traveling through a cosmic nebula. The red fog was thick and vast. In the end it was like a vast ocean, with turbulent smoke and granular matter everywhere.

He gasped, realizing that he would never be able to get here on his own and would be burned to death.

"Stop burning! If you continue like this, I will die. It will be your own loss. You are burning yourself!" the creature shouted weakly.

The flag turned completely black and its original appearance could no longer be seen. Even the interwoven golden grids became dim. It can be imagined that if the creature had not been wrapped in the flag, it would have died.

"Tell me, what the hell are you? Don't lie to me, or you will die miserably!" Wang Xuan paused for a moment.

"Grandpa is your unruly side, your decisive side, your strong side in the world, and your true self. But last time, your grandson had a split in the mind and sent out some clones, and you also cut off the character side of Grandpa invisibly, thinking that I am the dark side. Do you want to be a white lotus? Do you want to be a flawless pseudo-saint? A painting has various colors, and the vast mountains and rivers are praised with splendid embroidery. Do you want to leave the land white and clean? The ending is so miserable!"

Wang Xuan was lost in thought. He thought of all kinds of possibilities, but he never expected that this was not his clone, but a part of his emotions, pretending to be a ghost and scaring people.

He looked carefully and found that the pale face looked more and more like him. Could it be that they were two sides of the same coin and their hearts were connected?

When he was not aware of it earlier, he thought he was the evil spirit, but he turned out to be miserable, but now that he thinks the two are similar, it is starting to return to normal.

However, he couldn't just believe it so easily. Although his spiritual eye thought there was nothing wrong, he was afraid that the magic flower was causing trouble and hiding from his perception.

"Let's go!" He carried the God-Slaying Flag and returned along the original route, wanting to go to the real world to see whether he had disappeared, and he was prepared to verify it with special means.

During the journey, the God-Slaying Flag slowly recovered, the burnt area gradually faded away, and it was restored to its original state, worthy of being a mysterious object related to the Imperial Dao Flag.

Soon, Wang Xuan returned to the world, opened his eyes, and was holding a treasure, carrying a flag, and fully armed.

He was immediately happy. Chen Yongjie and Liu Huaian were fine, their bodies were burnt black and smelled like cooked meat. Even Zhao Qinghan and Wu Yin, who were farther back, were burnt like smoke and fire, their white faces were black. Ma Chaofan and the little fox fairy were even more shouting that they were about to be cooked.

"My master said that practicing next to you would be beneficial. Even a little bit of that red mist can strengthen the body and spirit." Qingmu spoke from further away, his entire body turned black, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

With his level of cultivation, he couldn't come into contact with the red mist at all, but he was still burned by the residual heat of the red substance and the residual light of the thunder, making his whole body feel abnormal.

Seeing Wang Xuan laughing, Zhao Qinghan got angry and punched him, then pinched his waist. She looked for a mirror, but she couldn't even look at herself. This look was nothing like a beauty.

Wu Yin couldn't stand his gaze anymore, so she turned around and ran away to wash and change her clothes.

"Hey, what did you catch? You caught some prey on the way of cultivation, and you packed it up. Are you going to roast it and eat it?" Chen Yongjie saw the creature in the God-Slaying Flag at a glance.

"Old Chen, do you want to eat Patriarch Wang?!" the creature shouted.

Wang Xuan realized that this was not an illusion and was not caused by the magic flower. He looked at it again with his spiritual eyes. Finally, he activated the treasure, covered it with the supreme pattern, refined its spirit, and saw its essence.

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