The true holy temples are suspended high above the world. Each temple is like a bright lighthouse in the vast deep sky, illuminating the vast desolate areas and dispelling the darkness.
Outside a Taoist temple, the rhythm of Tao surrounds like a nebula, slowly rotating, grand and majestic, leaving this place without any flaws, guarding this pure land opened up from the world.
At this time, a sacred hand stretched out from one of the Taoist temples, vague and ethereal, silently passing through the other world, entering the sky beyond the sky, passing through the fairyland, and then descending into the starry sea of the world.
This scene can be described as cutting off all realms with one hand, penetrating through several vast skies. The big hand is hazy, even a little indistinct, but it is vast and boundless. There are stars rotating between the majestic and boundless palms and fingers, as small as dust.
Few people noticed this hand. Even if someone was watching it, they would quickly forget it. When they saw it, their minds went blank, their thoughts stopped, and their minds became dazed.
The hand paused slightly in the sea of stars, then faded away, and was retracted into a place beyond the world.
However, during that pause, the big hand attracted the black snowflakes, which should have been the mysterious mist drifting to a wild planet. In the True Saint Dojo, the big hand withdrew without any movement. At the tip of its finger, a cloud of mist swirled, and black snow fell, silently and coldly.
"It's not an illusion, it's really snowing black." Deep in the dojo, a supreme being whispered to himself, with tiny snowflakes lingering on his fingers and palms. After the extraordinary factor blended with it, it was annihilated in the deathly silence.
In the past, the black snowflakes were just a powerful interpretation of the decaying myths, artificially constructed rules and techniques, and were considered an imaginary wonder. Now, it really appeared.
Although some eras and special historical periods were briefly created by humans, they were not naturally generated and descended.
"When legends become reality, this world is a little scary." This is the cold self-talk of a supreme being.
Even the True Saint is whispering like this, so you can imagine how serious the situation is.
"Will the replacement of the Extraordinary Center speed up?" Although it was just a whisper, if it were to spread to the outside world, it would be more shocking than a true saint transcending the heavenly tribulation.
In a sense, this breathtaking murmur and sigh involves the essential question of mythology, concerning the rise and fall of the extraordinary, and whether it can continue to exist?
"It's been a while since the Kill List came out. Maybe there should be some progress. We need to sacrifice holy blood to the extraordinary."
The calm words echoed and lingered among the chaotic mountains, unable to calm down for a long time.
"The star sea is too peaceful. It's time to shed some blood."
The last indifferent words served as a supplement and conclusion, but there was no echo, only deep and cold sound, and the lingering sound ended abruptly.
In the 34th heaven, deep in the world section, the spiritual treasure ship was traveling at high speed, completely transcending the constraints of time and space.
The material plane, after all, has various limitations.
On the spiritual level, everything is possible. The extension of thinking and the illumination of the light of the soul can reach the end of the deep space in a single thought.
At the very least, many of the deductions on spiritual techniques have been verified by the supreme beings.
If a True Saint has something in mind or feeling, once a specific time and space is materialized, he can easily appear from one end of the universe to the other. Of course, it is better to have a reference. The True Saint's eyes have been to those areas before, which will be easier.
Therefore, the spiritual treasure ship is now traveling across the sky above the world of light at a speed far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
On the way, Wang Xuan kept looking down. The brilliant world under the "glass plate" was really littered with corpses, and it was suspected that it was the burial place of a large number of extraordinary people from 17 centuries ago.
In some places, defective heads were piled up like millions of mountains, and the lingering rhyme of Tao was surging like a sea of stars. They must be the broken heads of the old saints who were beheaded here.
There were also bloody skulls lying in the void, many times larger than many floating death stars, and the scene was horrifying. Wang Xuan received various "signals" on the way.
The remains of aliens, the bones of old saints, and the corpses of other extraordinary people, their remaining spiritual thoughts, blended together to form a new extraordinary civilization.
In the halo of those thoughts, all kinds of wonders, all kinds of creatures
, together they created a bizarre world, where everything was lifelike. Wang Xuan was sure that if he were to immerse himself in it, he would not be able to tell whether it was a dream or reality.
However, he also felt horrified several times. In areas where the skulls, bones, and blood of some old saints existed, the Tao rhyme and remaining thoughts were too intense.
At least 7 times, tangible bodies appeared out of thin air and rushed towards the top of the "glass plate", such as terrifying octopus tentacles, bloody palm prints, half-broken faces, etc.
Every time this happened, Wang Xuan would extinguish his 6-break perception without hesitation, allowing himself to "degenerate" and drop to the ultimate limit-breaking level, or even "hibernate" in the extreme realm until he "weakened" to the normal 5-break range.
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This will avoid scary scenes, such as eyeballs that are larger than stars and creepy tentacles that are like nebulae, which will fade away and dissipate.
When you don't observe them, nothing exists; when you look at them, they appear as they really are.
The most serious incident happened when Wang Xuan was a little slow in suppressing his 6 broken perceptions, and a terrifying bloody hand actually stretched out from the hazy world under the "glass plate".
It was only a short distance away from catching the spiritual treasure ship that was rushing past at high speed from the sky.
At that moment, even though Lu Yun, Hengjun, Zhou Yan and others didn't see anything, they also felt something was wrong, as if a terrible malicious force was approaching.
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