Then Wei Wenru slunk away. The sect leader shook his head as he watched her retreating figure, wondering what the girl was thinking.
Wei Wenru ran back to the courtyard, her heart churning with turmoil, various thoughts swirling in her mind, which she tried to grasp but couldn't quite grasp.
It's a feeling of exhilaration when your mind suddenly clears, followed by a sense of helpless frustration.
What she wanted to do was simply solve the problem of the black mist, but her cultivation level was currently stuck at the first level of the Mahayana stage, and it took her several meditation sessions to stabilize it.
It will take a long time to achieve a breakthrough, but Wei Wenru cannot afford to wait.
If Wanwan were to bear all of this, she would very likely become the next white dragon, the next innocent victim to be sacrificed.
Wei Wenru was in great pain, but she could only continue cultivating, keeping a clear mind and preventing herself from going astray.
......
Nian Wanzhou was also sitting cross-legged in meditation. She had been meditating in a pale space for more than a month. It was the origin of the world that brought her here.
The origin of the world has already merged Nian Wanzhou's soul and body into one, so her cultivation level has been advancing by leaps and bounds, soaring directly from the initial Tribulation Transcending stage to the peak of Ascension.
He is currently in the state of a half-immortal; if he continues forward, he will become a true immortal.
But what Nian Wanzhou wanted to achieve was to become an Immortal Emperor.
If she cannot reach this level, she will not be able to completely devour the black mist and then compete with the Heavenly Dao.
But these are all just conjectures about the origin of the world.
Given another chance, he could help Nian Wanzhou reach the True Immortal realm, then successfully ascend to the Immortal Realm, and soar to the highest level with unstoppable momentum.
But he forgot that Nian Wanzhou's cultivation level was not related to the general cultivation level of this world at all.
Over the course of the past month, the Origin of the World studied Nian Wanzhou for a long time before finally resigning himself to his fate: "You seem to have completely integrated into this world, yet you still maintain the fluctuations of your own power. I cannot see through you."
Nian Wanzhou was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes and said, "You can't see through it? Didn't you think you could see through it before? Now, you can't?"
The Origin of the World sighed softly: "Back then you had just arrived, and hadn't even gained any intelligence yet. Now... I've discovered that your power may surpass ours, and I can no longer control it."
Nian Wanzhou was a little speechless. This old guy had dragged her here, giving her guidance and making preparations, and now he was saying he couldn't handle it.
Just playing around.
"So what should I do now? We've come this far, and you're only now saying you can't see through it or grasp it? How can I possibly defeat Little Heavenly Dao?" Nian Wanzhou almost lost her composure.
She rarely felt this angry, but now she had an urge to curse.
For the first time, the origin of the world felt embarrassed; if it had hands, it would probably be scratching its head right now.
After thinking it over, he still thought it was okay to continue: "Continuing to cultivate should not be a problem. This time, the black mist broke through the runes again, just like the previous times, and wreaked havoc on the Three Heroes. If the Chosen One fails to ascend, she can hand over her power to the Heavenly Dao."
"It will be time of destruction again, a complete collapse of the entire world, when the black mist will spread to all the smaller worlds. Your world, the world of your parents, will be the first to be affected."
When Nian Wanzhou heard this for the second time, she was already quite calm.
Xiao Tiandao used this to fool her back then, and now, hearing it again only makes her feel angry and amused, but it's not worth getting angry about.
Little Heavenly Dao could no longer predict what would happen next.
However, he can use himself to forge a completely new path. The origin of the world's actions is to remain neutral, allowing the three parties to:
The Upper World, Little Heavenly Path, and she all have better options at the same time.
The Origin of the World lamented again: "The Heavenly Dao no longer has the energy to restart the world. It will not be able to wait for the Chosen Daughter to ascend. Without your help, no matter what happens, it will all lead to destruction."
Therefore, what you must do is devour the black mist, not sacrifice yourself and perish together with it, replacing the Heavenly Dao and preserving this small world. At that time, the current Heavenly Dao will be taken away for punishment, and you will be rewarded.
This offer was indeed very tempting, but for Nian Wanzhou, it didn't appeal to her at all; instead, she felt a little irritated.
She had no other choice but to do this.
"I understand. I'm almost there. Keep an eye on the outside world for me." Then he ignored the sounds around him and didn't notice the continuous messages from Yu Ting.
A village three hundred miles outside the abyss.
The village was shrouded in black mist, and the air was thick with death energy. The cultivators who came to stop them were so frightened by this scene that they dared not make a move.
While directing his disciples and elders to slay demons and rescue people, the Grand Elder only managed to send a message back to report the situation when he had a spare moment.
The situation was extremely bad. If it weren't for the blessing of the purification artifact, those who came to help would have long since become the next pile of fertilizer for the black mist.
However, the black mist had not expected that they had developed such a magical artifact, and was slightly injured.
Then, in anger, it summoned even more monsters.
Before these cultivators arrived to reinforce them, the dragon bone had already retreated to the abyss to watch the spectacle of them fighting each other.
"Ah!" A sharp scream pierced the sky as a cultivator's chest was torn open by demonic claws, blood splattering everywhere and staining a large part of his clothes red.
"Medical team, hurry and rescue! A monster is attacking!"
An elder shouted, his magical artifacts already torn apart by the demon's relentless attacks, but he managed to withstand them.
Those disciples who lost their magical artifacts all became food for the demons and fertilizer for the black mist.
There are just too many monsters; we simply can't deal with them all.
"Elder, call for reinforcements! We can't hold on any longer. If this continues, we'll all die!" The elder was already covered in wounds from the attacks and didn't have time to heal with his spiritual power before another round of attacks began.
Blood, corpses, everywhere.
The elder was heartbroken, but he forced himself to fight off the demons: "I have sent a message back. Everyone, hold on a little longer. Reinforcements will be here soon."
He possesses the pure power that Nian Wanzhou was the first to transfer, so he can handle any number of monster attacks.
What he couldn't handle was the deepest black mist, but fortunately, that thing hadn't come out yet.
The elders from other sects who came to take control of the situation were all complaining bitterly. Their disciples were almost all killed, but they were still fighting non-stop and had no way to stop. They could only fight to the death to protect their disciples.
However, this can't go on forever; eventually, everyone's spiritual energy will be exhausted.
They didn't know whether they should regret focusing solely on cultivation instead of investigating the origin of the great calamity, especially those old fogies who knew of the existence of the Abyss.
Especially those who received news of the trouble in the Abyss but didn't care.
At this point, blaming anyone is useless.
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