1732 Chapter 1732 Upper Domain, Zoroastrian Cult

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Just as there is a watershed between the 'non-holy realm' and the 'holy realm', there is also a watershed between the 'great holy realm' and the 'human holy realm'.

A strong person in the Human Saint Realm is so powerful that he even has access to 'supernatural powers'.

Magical powers are different from martial arts, and different from true essence condensing weapons, true essence condensing beasts, and true essence condensing domains. It is a completely independent method.

The magical powers that ordinary people in the holy realm can master are basically entry-level magical powers.

Just like the human saint realm Taoist cultivator, as long as you have reached the level of cultivation, you can easily master the 'external incarnation' magical power through the experience left by the predecessors, because it is a very simple and common magical power, almost to the point of 'bad streets' situation.

As for the human saint realm martial arts cultivators, they also have entry-level magical powers.

Of course, like the Taoist cultivator's external incarnation magical power, the magical power they master is not very clever and is of little use in actual combat.

"Where did the supernatural power come from?"

Duan Lingtian was full of doubts about this, wondering about the origin of magical powers.

In doubt, he asked Mr. Huo again.

"Mystical powers are separate from the martial arts of your Tao Martial Holy Land, and are also superior to the martial arts of your Tao Martial Holy Land... Mystical powers can be mastered in many ways. The most common way is to teach them; secondly, through predecessors The relics left behind and mastering magical powers are also similar to teaching.”

"Just like the magical power 'Golden Crow Wings' I taught you, it was taught to you through this method."

Huo Lao said in an orderly manner: "There are also some magical powers that are instinctive... just like my 'Golden Crow Wings', which are my innate magical powers. When my cultivation reaches the point where I can use them, , it appeared naturally in my mind, similar to 'inherited memory'."

"Of course, there are also some powerful people who have created their own magical powers and passed them on to the ages."

Huo Lao continued.

When Duan Lingtian heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, the methods you have mastered to condense the True Yuan Beasts, the True Yuan Soldiers, and even the True Yuan Condensation Realm are, strictly speaking, considered 'supernatural powers'... Of course, these magical powers are all ordinary minor magical powers. .Because they are ordinary and can be easily mastered as long as the cultivation level is high, so no one in this world calls them 'supernatural powers'."

Huo Lao continued.

Duan Lingtian suddenly realized that he had a certain understanding of the word 'supernatural power'.

However, because of this, he was full of expectations for the magical power 'Golden Crow Wings' taught to him by Mr. Huo, because it was not an ordinary magical power, but a powerful and practical magical power.

"However, if you want to use the 'Golden Crow Wings', you have to wait until you break through to the Great Saint Realm... Based on my progress, even with the support of the third level of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower, it will probably take more than two years at least. Only in this way can I complete the breakthrough. After all, I have just broken through to the Middle Saint Realm."

Thinking that not long after he had broken through to the 'Middle Saint Realm', Duan Lingtian seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on his head, and the enthusiasm in his heart faded a lot.

After withdrawing his attention, Duan Lingtian continued to understand the world of powerful people above the Great Saint Realm.

Human Saint Realm is not the end of cultivation. After Human Saint Realm, there is Earth Saint Realm and even Heavenly Saint Realm.

Of course, according to the records in the classics that Duan Lingtian read, in the Daowu Holy Land, there are no strong people in the 'Heavenly Holy Realm', and the strongest ones are only in the Earthly Holy Realm.

Powerful people in the Earthly Saint Realm generally only exist in quasi-third-rate forces and fourth-rate forces.

Of course, in terms of quantity, the Earthly Saint Realm experts among the fourth-rate forces cannot compare with the Earthly Saint-level experts among the quasi-third-rate forces.

Not only in terms of quantity, but also in terms of strength, they cannot keep up with the latter.

"Human Saint Realm, Earth Saint Realm, Heavenly Saint Realm... The top experts in the Dao Martial Holy Land are the Earth Saint Realm! Compared with the Dao Martial Holy Land, the Dao Martial Holy Land is in a remote place. The quasi-third-rate forces that dominate the Dao Martial Holy Land area, but once they reach the Dao Martial Holy Land area, they are so numerous that they are not worth mentioning."

After thinking about this, Duan Lingtian took a deep breath, "In other words, in the Daowu Holy Land, there are not only existences above the Heavenly Saint Realm, but there are even existences beyond the Heavenly Saint Realm... The strong ones in the Human Saint Realm are With access to the 'supernatural power', those who are strong in the Earthly Saint Realm will definitely be stronger! And those who are stronger in the Heavenly Saint Realm will definitely be even more powerful if they are superior to those in the Earthly Saint Realm!"

"A strong man who surpasses the Heavenly Saint Realm..."

Duan Lingtian didn't dare to think about it. Of course, even if he thought about it, he didn't know how strong such a strong man was.

Although he didn't know how strong such a strong person was, Duan Lingtian knew that the strength of such a strong person was definitely beyond his imagination.

"The Zoroastrian Cult was once one of the three behemoths in the Dao Martial Holy Land. Later, it moved to the upper reaches of the Dao Martial Holy Land... Ke'er's twin sister is so powerful that she is at least at the level of the 'Human Saint Realm' ! She, a younger member of the Zoroastrian Cult, can break through to the 'Human Saint Realm' at such a young age. There must be those high-level experts in the Zoroastrian Cult who have surpassed the Heavenly Sacred Realm!"

Duan Lingtian is absolutely certain of this last point.

It was precisely because he was sure that his heart felt heavy.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how terrifying the strong men of the Zoroastrian Cult are... I, Duan Lingtian, will definitely save Ke'er and our children!"

The power of the Zoroastrian Cult not only did not destroy Duan Lingtian's will and belief, but made Duan Lingtian's will and belief even stronger.

Along the way, Duan Lingtian has always been strong in the face of strength, and his will and belief are indestructible.

This time, there will be no exception.



The upper reaches of Daowu Holy Land is a place full of mystery. To be precise, it is an ancient and mysterious desert land.

This desert land has mountains and water, but not even a touch of green.

In this desert land, apart from mountains and water, what you see most are touches of red. From a distance, those reds look like red flowers.

However, that is not a real flower.

For humans, it is a very representative thing. Without it, survival would be a problem.

flame!

The red 'flowers' that fill the entire ancient and mysterious desert land are the flames that human beings rely on for survival. Especially in this desert, the flames are even more mysterious and supreme. veil.

In this desert land, some spacious 'altars' can be seen everywhere.

In the center of these altars, there are large fire basins supported by brackets, with dazzling flames rising from them. The hot breath sweeps out from inside, turning into heat waves, beating on the people around them, making them unable to stop. Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead.

However, instead of feeling uncomfortable or disgusted, these people fell down on the ground and kowtowed to the brazier.

To be precise, he was bowing down to the flames rising from the brazier.

If you look carefully, you can see that their eyes are full of piety when looking at the flame, as if each of them is a devout believer in the flame, and the flame is their belief.

And that's exactly what happened.

In this land completely ruled by the Zoroastrian Cult, one of the three transcendent forces in the Daowu Holy Land, all people believe in the flame, and they are the most devout believers in the flame.

In their eyes, flame is everything. Only with flame can this world exist.

In this ancient and mysterious desert land completely ruled by Zoroastrianism, the land to the south is a series of active volcanoes. The tops of the volcanoes are constantly spitting out hot flames. Every time they spit out, they are like red clouds. Soaring into the sky, making the surrounding environment extremely bright.

There has never been a 'dark night' in this place. Perhaps, until these active volcanoes no longer spit out flames, the dark night here will truly come.

There are active volcanoes, and the stars surround a giant volcano inside. This giant volcano is also an active volcano, but the frequency of spewing flames is not high. The moon only spits out once.

However, every time it erupts, the surrounding active volcanoes will tremble and the earth will shake.

Above this giant volcano, there are islands suspended in the air one after another. On these islands, there are sparse buildings scattered all over.

Islands in the sky surround a huge island in the middle.

Of course, the location of this huge island in the sky is much higher than other islands in the sky. It is obviously a 'main island'.

You can vaguely see people flying past these islands in the sky from time to time.

Most of these people were wearing white hooded robes. On the chest of the white hooded robes they wore, there was a fiery red flame embroidered on it, which was obviously a 'mark'.

The hats on their robes were placed on their heads, leaving only a face.

If a well-informed person sees the specific clothes on their bodies, they will definitely be able to recognize them at a glance. These people are exactly the people of the Zoroastrian Cult!

On one of the inconspicuous islands in the sky, inside a vast mansion, it was extremely quiet.

In the spacious backyard, a woman with an alluring appearance is sitting quietly in the pavilion. The brush in her hand is constantly flicking, painting almost identical portraits... If you look closely, you can see that in these portraits... The people in the paintings are all the same young men, but their expressions are different.

"Master... Ke'er misses you so much..."

The woman murmured to herself, her eyes full of nostalgia and concern.

"Mother! Mother!"

It wasn't until a sound of milky milk came out that the woman came back to her senses and looked at the place where the sound came from.

"Mom! Look, does the father I drew look like?"

A pink little girl, holding a portrait taller than her in her hand, jumped up to the woman, said in a milky voice, with a pair of big watery eyes, innocent.