My name is on the mountains of all realms!
This is a bold statement passed down from generation to generation within the Watch Association, and it is a symbol of identity, status, and strength.
Yan Xing gathered his thoughts and walked towards Zhujie Mountain under the gaze of everyone. One person per mountain became the center of everything at this moment.
The moment he crossed the rift in time and space and entered the dim space, Yan Xing's figure stagnated, and he obviously felt his body sink. An extremely terrifying aura oppressed him.
"Huh? Not bad, not bad!"
"This fellow Taoist has two brushes."
On the metal platform, the saints who came to watch and witness their eyes lit up when they saw Yan Xing's performance. Some of them showed embarrassment, obviously recalling some bad memories.
The Mountain of All Realms represents the weight of all the heavens and all the realms, condensed and collapsed into such a small mountain. Its essence has surpassed the description of "mass". The breath that escapes is enough to crush any holy realm to death. life forms below.
Many saints would be more or less caught off guard by the pressure of this aura when they stepped into that time and space unprepared. It would be easier to stumble, and the weaker ones would even fall to their knees directly, causing a lot of trouble. Make a fool of yourself.
Yan Xing's figure is just frozen, his shoulders sink only a few centimeters, his feet are still standing firmly, and his dragon's ridge is straight. He is the best among many saints.
"Haha, don't be surprised yet, Brother Yan's strength is not that simple."
Qingyunzi crossed his arms and glanced back at the surprised saints. His posture seemed to be different from Yan Xing's performance and honor.
Really awesome!
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, what would it look like if this mountain peak were used to hit people? I'm afraid the other side doesn't dare to accept it directly!
He twisted his heavy shoulders, straightened his waist, and continued to walk towards the foot of the mountain. The time and space here can always be solidified with invisible power, so it will not be affected by the oppression of Zhujie Mountain. Otherwise, even if time can run here, it will not Absolute stagnation and freezing state.
The closer we get to Zhujie Mountain, the greater the pressure. When we get to the foot of the mountain, the pressure increases ten times compared to the entrance.
The vast power within Yan Xing's body was already in motion, and he easily resisted the pressure. Looking up, he saw that this was only a mere 10,000-foot-long hill, but it seemed to be majestic beyond all creation.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, you can try climbing up the mountain. The higher and deeper the mark you leave behind, the stronger you are."
At this time, Zhong Yu's old voice came from behind. Yan Xing's eyes flickered when he heard the words, but thinking of his plan, he still stepped up to Zhujie Mountain.
According to the rules, leaving marks at the foot of the mountain counts. From the dense marks on the mountain wall, it can be seen that most people chose this area for assessment.
It's not that they don't want to go up there, it's just that their strength doesn't allow it.
At any stage or state of the evolution of life practice, there are differences between different individuals, whether large or small, involving the influence of various factors.
This makes sense.
The known division of thirteen levels of realm is a convention, or it is passed down from the earliest and oldest civilization or life. It is just a rough division of life forms at different levels, based on the common characteristics and abilities of each kind. .
For example, the eighth-level life body ascends the dimension, the ninth-level gods and demons smelt the rules, the tenth-level controls the original rules and breeds the complete original world (universe), the eleventh-level saints converge the timeline and transcend the shackles of time and space, and the twelfth-level consciousness has the power to control information out of thin air. …
These are very rough divisions. Even if they are in the same realm, the differences between people are sometimes like clouds and mud. In many power systems, there will continue to be more detailed divisions in the grand realm, what are how many heavens, how many levels, what is the peak, half-step peak, half-step peak Dzogchen ninth level, what pseudo-sage...
There are too many. These confirm from the side the differences between life forms in the same realm.
In any case, it is impossible to accurately measure the power of an individual to "single digits", which involves the interference of chaotic dynamic variable factors. For example, some guys who clearly look weak can have "small universe explosions" at every turn, which can cause their power to skyrocket out of thin air.
The power is a variable without reason and difficult to count.
The mark on Zhujie Mountain is the best proof.
Except for the gaps left on the other side of the mountain, they extend upward from the foot of the mountain and are densely packed with marks in almost every corner. These are all left by the lives of saints, and the gap between them is clearly visible.
"Watch Association, if I want to randomly select and enter the planned departments, it seems I have to show my hand!"
"It is indeed the top strength that has occupied the wasteland for eternity. There are many terrifying guys in it."
Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw many extraordinary traces on the top of the mountain. It can be imagined that the people who left them are the overlords under the other side.
"My current strength is almost enough..."
He clenched his fists, feeling the vast power surging within his body, and felt certain in his heart.
Although he is just a clone, it is not an ordinary simple clone, but a complete and complete true body of spiritual power. At the same time, it integrates a part of the particle universe and the core original world-the human world.
There are two main powers of the body in this play, one is the power of the soul, and the other is the origin of the world in the human world and the blessing of the power of all living beings.
The flow of time in the human world is different from that in the outside world. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the completion of the "Sea Crossing Plan". Under the guidance of Yan Xingyou, everyone respected martial arts and Taoism, and the endless living strength rose several levels. It can be said that everyone is like a dragon, and the power blessed on him is very impressive.
The strange and powerful innate abilities cannot be used. When Yan Xing was on the Truth, he had already encountered a lot of trouble because of this.
What's more, it's a wasteland, and there's a world on the other side that can survey the sky!
Different from the traces (power of transcendence) left by the attacks of the transcendent in the forbidden land, the conceptual power that forms various talents comes from the "Concept Editor" and is very stable and restrained.
The other side may be able to rely on some "blood vessels" to perceive the power of concepts beyond the level, but he cannot understand his stable talent unless he uses it face to face. The other side can use "incomprehensible" to infer that he has the power of concepts , further inferring the inheritance of the transcendent, then the trouble will be big.
Considering various factors, the power that Yan Xing can use is limited to routine.
boom--
Yan Xing stepped forward and stepped on the mountain wall, leaving a clearly visible footprint. When the saints on the platform saw this scene, they were all shocked and their heartbeats slowed down by half a beat.
"This, this guy..."
There was a tremor in his voice, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a monster.
"Heart, soul, I am the heart of heaven, and the hearts of all living beings return to heaven!"
Yan Xing's eyes emitted a fascinating hazy white light, slowly flowing out from the depths of the child's hole, lingering around his body, shining with boundless power.
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An unbridgeable gap!
We can only stop here.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yan Xing stretched out his palm and pressed his sword finger against the indestructible mountain wall. The next moment, extremely rich and bright white light condensed on his fingertips.
Everyone subconsciously squinted their eyes, feeling pain and a burning sensation in their eyes.
呲——
The sword finger slowly inserted into the mountain wall. The indestructible texture was now as soft as plasticine until it reached the root of the finger. Yan Xing moved, and the sword finger was waving and writing like a brush.
Stroke by stroke, dragons and phoenixes dance, and a big character appears in front of you in a relaxed and comfortable manner.
——Yan——
No, it should be "Yan" written backwards!
Write backwards? Why write it upside down! ?
The saints looked stunned. They learned from Zhong Yu that this person's surname was "Yan" and that he left his name on Zhujie Mountain. This is understandable, but why...
"hiss--"
Zhong Yu's eyes widened and he took a breath of cold air. The calmness he had always maintained was gone at this moment, and even a trace of panic appeared on his old face.
"Yan, Fellow Daoist Yan, you, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to be like this...!
? "
Upon hearing this, Yan Xing smiled indifferently, pulled out his finger, turned around and walked down the mountain with a firm pace.
"What's wrong?"
"Sir Speaker, don't think too much. This is the writing habit back home!"
The other side is great, but if I am forced to submit to the punishment of hell, hum -
It's off-putting even if it's just temporary.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"well!
"
Qingyunzi laughed and clapped his hands, admiring Yan Xing so much that he was even more determined. If such a person cannot achieve success on the other side, who else in the wasteland can?
Is Yan Xing arrogant?
Qingyunzi doesn't think so. He thinks Yan Xing has the qualifications to be "crazy".
Yan Xing walked out of the dim space, paused in his steps, and looked back at the Zhujie Mountain with shining eyes that had stood here forever.
Wait for me to come back from the other side and turn you over!
