Naturally, Yuan Ming sensed the approaching black energy a long time ago. His heart trembled, and he immediately activated the seven-color vortex in his dantian, trying to wrap it up and refine it to devour it.
The moment the two came into contact, they immediately felt a terrifying devouring power.
The seven-color vortex instantly fell apart in front of this force, and even part of its own strength was swallowed up by the black energy.
Although Yuan Ming had expected that the Hunyuan Dao Seal would be unable to withstand the strange black energy, he never expected that it would be defeated so tragically.
He shouted low, the magic power in his Dantian was running wildly, and the whole body of Nascent Soul burst out with dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic Dharma statue rose up from the ground outside him, its huge palms crossed the sky, and it was snapped down like thunder.
In the giant palm of the law, the spiritual light gathered and condensed into two huge whirlpools of mana. One was colorful and was the seven-color vortex formed by the Hunyuan Dao Seal. The other was the path of reincarnation of life and death, which was mysterious and unpredictable.
In addition, many Tao seals such as Dream Butterfly, Dream of All Living Beings, and Common Destiny were also activated, and the surging power of the Tao erupted from the giant palm of the Dharma, sweeping across all directions like a violent storm.
Yuan Ming tried his best to use all the attack methods he could use, trying to defeat the black energy in one fell swoop.
However, the moment the giant palm of the law collided with the black air, earth-shattering mana fluctuations erupted, making the entire space tremble.
But what is shocking is that the black energy did not dissipate, but became more and more surging like a black torrent, tightly wrapping the giant palm of the Dharma.
In the blink of an eye, the giant palm of Dharma collapsed instantly under the erosion of black energy and turned invisible.
The many true meanings of the great avenue contained in the giant palm were of no use under the erosion of this black air, and disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.
The black aura continued to erode upward like a broken bamboo, instantly swallowing up Yuan Ming Faxiang's entire arm and shoulders, and then swooped towards Faxiang's body.
Yuan Ming's heart sank, his figure quickly retreated, and at the same time he made a gesture and shouted loudly.
I saw the huge Dharma form suddenly shrinking inward, and then exploded with a bang, and the billowing air waves spread out in all directions, barely forcing back the surging black air.
The self-destruction method caused considerable damage to Nascent Soul. Yuan Ming's face turned pale, but without any hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the top of the stairs.
This is the final push!
It's just that although his speed is fast, the black energy is even faster, flying past from the left and right sides, condensing into a thick black wall of fog in front.
The black energy behind him surged in like a tidal wave, completely blocking Yuan Ming's path.
Yuan Ming's face was extremely solemn and he had to stop.
He was shocked in his heart. The strangeness of this black energy was far beyond his imagination. Even when facing a strong man like Sima Changqin, he had never felt so powerless.
If the opponent's aura hadn't still stayed in the Dharma phase, he would have almost suspected that the opponent was at the level of the Mahayana ancestor.
Although he knew he was no match, Yuan Ming had no intention of giving up.
A red light flashed from his right hand, and a red stone tablet appeared. It was the Xihe tablet with extraordinary power.
He has already refined less than half of the runes of this treasure, which is enough to exert considerable power.
At this moment, Xi Ying's voice suddenly sounded in Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness: "Open the space of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron!"
Yuan Ming's eyes flashed, and without any hesitation he opened a passage between the Tiantian Cauldron space and the outside world.
Xiying clasped her hands on her chest, as if praying, and seemed to be performing some kind of secret technique.
Yuan Ming could clearly feel that there was an unprecedented power of soul surging in her body, enveloping the majestic sea-like power of will, emitting astonishing fluctuations.
Xiying opened her hands and threw it, and a fist-sized white ball of light flew out of her hand, passed through the passage to the outside world, and landed directly on Yuan Ming's body.
The moment the white ball of light touched Yuan Ming, it burst into dazzling light and disappeared in a flash. Then it quickly retracted into Yuan Ming's body and disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace at all.
Yuan Ming tried to sense his body, but did not notice anything abnormal.
However, before he could take a closer look, the black energy from all directions rushed towards him like hungry wolves.
Yuan Ming frowned and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He did not hesitate to activate the Xihe Monument and let out a bright red light, trying to resist the surging black energy.
At this moment, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky, and several purple and gold thunderbolts fell from the clouds, striking hard into the surging black air.
"Well……"
A slightly painful groan came from the black air.
Following this muffled groan, the black energy billowing nearby suddenly paused and briefly dissipated.
Yuan Ming's eyes lit up and he seized this rare opportunity. His whole body lit up with protective light, and he rushed upward without hesitation.
The moment he plunged into the black air, the precious light around him instantly dissolved, his clothes were eroded and large holes were formed, his flesh and blood were dissolved, and bursts of white smoke were emitted.
Although he was suffering from severe pain, Yuan Ming did not dare to pause at all.
He tried his best to break through the blockade of the black energy. When he broke out of the black energy, his forehead, arms and chest had been eroded into pits and bruises, which looked shocking.
Yuan Ming ignored the injuries on his body, his body flowed like running water and turned into a ball of billowing blood mist, and he resolutely galloped towards the top of the stairs.
In the blood mist, dozens of fairy beans flew out like stars, bursting out with dazzling light in an instant.
In an instant, those light points transformed into dozens of "Yuan Ming", with different statures, but all showed powerful Dharma appearances, like a group of heroic fighters, standing on the narrow stairs.
These clones worked together to resist the surging black energy.
The black energy was like the devil's claws, sweeping in instantly and swallowing up the clones one by one, leaving only the shrill screams echoing in the space.
The scream only lasted for a breath or two before being annihilated in the boundless darkness.
The black energy was like a violent torrent, quickly rising up and chasing Yuan Ming.
When it blended with the blood mist transformed by Yuan Ming, a large amount of blood mist was ruthlessly swallowed by the black air.
Only at this moment did Yuan Ming deeply understand the horror of this black energy.
The blood mist he turned into was originally an immortal body and could not be completely destroyed. However, under the swallowing of this black energy, it seemed to be completely wiped out from the world, and the connection with Yuan Ming was also completely cut off.
With thoughts racing in Yuan Ming's mind, he continued to climb upwards while spreading the blood mist as much as possible to slow down the swallowing speed of the black energy.
As he climbed to the top of the stairs, the space pressure became heavier and various attacks became more intensive, attacking him like a violent storm.
Su Wu seemed to be particularly unlucky. Most of the attacks landed on the black energy, but very few landed on Yuan Ming.
In this way, the black energy devoured Yuan Ming's blood mist at a slower speed.
Seeing that Yuan Ming was only ten steps away from the top of the ladder, Su Wu didn't care about using any other means, and his body also disintegrated, turning into thick mist-like black energy and rushing upwards.
This black energy was divided into two streams. One stream entangled the blood mist formed by Yuan Ming, trying to stop its progress, while the other stream went straight into the sky, past Yuan Ming, and headed straight to the top of the stairs.
Just when the black energy was about to surpass Yuan Ming, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky and a strong wind howled.
Dozens of blood-red storm tornadoes fell from the sky, mixed with purple and gold-wrapped lightning. They were like angry dragons, all hitting Su Wuhua's black energy.
The black energy seemed powerless under this sudden and violent attack, unable to completely swallow up the power. It was caught off guard, and its forward speed suddenly slowed down.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the blood mist formed by Yuan Ming rushed out and climbed rapidly, approaching the final peak.
At this moment, all the magic power in Su Wu's body surged out, and the black energy suddenly exploded, turning into a black mantis several feet tall.
The six claws of this black mantis moved together, turning into a black afterimage, passing through the attacks of thunder and lightning, and heading straight to the top of the stairs.
Finally, a bloody mist and a black mantis reached the top of the stairs at the same time.
The blood mist condensed back into Yuan Ming's figure. At this moment, his face was extremely pale, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and he was panting.
The black mantis also twisted and transformed into Su Wu's appearance again.
His complexion was normal, but his expression looked a little sinister.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
"We actually reached the summit at the same time..."
Under the stairs, everyone looked up at the unreachable thousandth step, their eyes showing all kinds of emotions, some were surprised, some were envious, and some were a little worried.
Wu Yu's figure also quietly appeared in the crowd. She watched quietly with deep eyes.
Ever since Su Wu unlocked the restriction on the cyan-gray light, she successfully climbed to level 900. After receiving the reward, she stopped contentedly and stopped moving forward.
As for the reward she received, no one paid attention to it, so no one knew about it, and it became a mystery.
In the space of Stealing Heaven Cauldron, Xiying suddenly fell to the ground, his body shaking violently, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.
Yuan Ming's main soul had been hiding in the cauldron. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
He was surprised to find that Xi Ying's face was covered with sweat, her pupils were flashing with uncertain light, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked more seriously injured than Yuan Ming.
"Are those attacks in mid-air specifically targeting Su Wu just now related to the white light group you released earlier? Could it be some kind of forbidden magical power that would cause such a huge drain on you?" Yuan Ming asked with concern.
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Xiying took a deep breath and said slowly: "That's the magical power I awakened after I advanced to the witchcraft, and it's called the Law of Cause and Effect."
"The law of cause and effect?" Yuan Ming repeated it, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
"I'll talk to you about this in detail later. It's no big deal to me. You quickly return to your true form and concentrate on dealing with that person. You must seize the Three Realms Immortal Boat." Xiying waved her hand gently, indicating that Yuan Ming did not need to worry.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming's main soul nodded, then left the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and returned to its true form.