Zhenhao looked at Ningze with a strange look. No matter how many times he looked at him, he would always feel amazed.
They moved for millions of epochs within the small world of Black Moon Sky, at a speed a hundred times faster than those of the Eternal True Gods, which was equivalent to flying for hundreds of millions of epochs.
From such a long distance, Ning Ze could still easily sense it.
He sensed space silently, but could only explore hundreds of millions of light years. The gap between the two was more than ten thousand times.
"I will guide them in the direction." Before Ning Ze came to the small world, he also left an incarnation of divine power in the sect. As long as he entered the small universe of the strong men of the sect, he could communicate over long distances.
"Then let's continue hunting the natives!"
Zhenhao felt a little anxious. Now that the strong men from the sect have arrived, if he can't get enough rare treasures, he really can't afford Ning Ze to command him. This is the first time that he feels that the time of a million era is so short, and he is looking forward to it.
Meet the strong men of the sect later.
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The sky of the black moon world.
At the top where the clouds are filled with mist and heavy shadows, there is a snow-white vortex. This vortex is connected to a strange space in the small world.
now.
Streams of light rushed into that strange space, as if they were in another world.
The vitality is permeated, the origin is rich, the chaotic air currents and divine power are intertwined, just like a newly opened chaotic world.
However, the area here is definitely much larger than any other small world, far more than billions of light-years in diameter.
In the center of this strange space, there is a dazzling palace group, each palace is shining with bright light. There is no doubt that these are all refined treasures.
This is obviously not a treasure that should exist in this small world.
In the central temple, there are majestic thrones arranged in eight directions. On top of the throne is a golden ape with a height of hundreds of millions of kilometers. It is wearing red armor, and the golden hair exposed outside the armor is shining with brilliance and majesty.
Sitting upright, he looked to one side and said, "Shengyao, countless reincarnations have passed, and you are finally back."
It was a creature that looked the same as a human being. He did not wear any armor. Instead, he wore a pure white robe with a beautiful scene of mountains and rivers embroidered on his chest, just like an ancient king.
"Actually, I didn't want to come back." Sheng Yao turned to look at the golden ape, "It's a pity that you guys were exposed. I, Black Moon Sky, will never have peace again."
"Tranquility cannot make a strong person. Even if you choose to leave, there is nothing wrong with us connecting with the Origin Continent."
On top of a throne, there is a strange beast covered with bone spurs all over its body. It is wrapped in hook-like bone spurs and looks like an elliptical sphere. Only a pair of scarlet eyes look out at the outside world through the gaps between the bone spurs at the front.
, his eyes were very ferocious.
Sheng Yao just turned his head slightly and glanced at her. He didn't care about the crazy look in his eyes. "Zhu Yu, your strength is still so weak."
"Damn it! Do you think that you can look down on me after learning the methods of the outside world? Controlling the small world is the basis of cultivation for living beings like us! As for the treasures from the outside world, they are just refined rare treasures that we gave to them as charity.
If I don’t want to hide, among those eternal true gods, which of them will be my opponent?”
The alien beast covered in bone spurs was furious, and stood up from the throne. The figure that was originally like an elliptical sphere became slender at this moment, and the white jade bone spurs like blades also stood up, and the terrifying divine power was gathering.
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Shengyao didn't have the slightest fear, and just looked at the other person quietly, "You are right, controlling the small world is indeed the foundation of our cultivation. It is our natural way of cultivation."
"Although I left Black Moon Sky, I never gave up on the fundamental cultivation methods. In this regard, I should be better than you!"
boom!
Weird power emerged quietly. Sheng Yao, who was sitting on the throne, did not move, but was blessed by countless powers. Behind him, a projection of the world was even formed. If you magnify it countless times, you can see it.
This land boundary is exactly the same as the land below.
The terrifying power spread, and the remaining strong men on the Seven Thrones were a little moved. This kind of control power was indeed much stronger than them, and he was worthy of being the most talented person in Black Moon Sky.
Especially Zhuyu, this kind of pressure was directed at it. It was the first to bear the brunt of this oppression. It also violently fought back. Endless jade light and blood light came out of its body to fight against the phantom of the world. As a result,
But it was gradually suppressed, and in the end the jade light and blood light only enveloped the entire body for a hundred light years, barely affecting the combat effectiveness.
"Damn it! Am I no match for you?" Zhu Yu couldn't bear to be suppressed, and a white jade bead rising from his body came out. At this moment, his aura surged again.
"Ninghua Yubao? You really haven't made any progress at all." Shengyao shook his head, and the aura on his body suddenly became thicker. He rose a level every second, and soon surpassed Zhuyu, and Huanghuang was overwhelmed by the momentum.
"alright!"
"You two haven't seen each other for so many years, but you still fight every time you meet. This is no longer the case. There are many enemies out there, and there is no shortage of opponents!"
Seeing the golden ape on the throne speaking, Sheng Yao and Zhu Yu both restrained their breath.
"It's been so long, how is your practice?"
Hearing this, Shengyao's face became dull, "The test of becoming a saint is extremely difficult. Even I am stuck in the last step and have been unable to break through."
silence.
None of the powerful people on the throne of the eight directions spoke, so why aren't they trapped in this realm?
Although the methods of cultivation are different, the need for mastering the laws of chaos and condensing oneself, a transformation-like state, will not change.
It can be said that they are always the same, but they show different forms of control.
"Do you need our help? For example, to deal with some enemies?" The graceful figure on the other throne said.
Shengyao shook his head slowly, "There are no enemies of life and death in the four realms, and I have no enemies of life and death. This last step has nothing to do with others and can only be looked at by myself."
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"How are you practicing?"
There was another moment of silence, and the golden ape on the throne sighed, "The situation is still the same as before."
"The territory of the outside world corresponds to the strength of the small world. For remote and desolate places like the Sifang Realm... Black Moon Sky is not a top-level small world and cannot breed chaotic treasures. We cannot use this to further our understanding."
"You were able to create a small universe by chance back then, and there was hope for progress. We had to wait!"
"Otherwise, we will fall into the top small worlds like Mo Tu and Yi Bu."
On the throne, Sheng Yao clenched his fists, feeling very unwilling and a little heartbroken.
In fact, he had discovered before that four of the eight kings of the year had disappeared and were replaced by new ones, the men of the fallen four kings. He had not spoken since he came to the temple.
As for the relationship between the eight kings, they have fought countless reincarnations and been accompanied by countless reincarnations. They have long known how powerful the world outside the small world is. The eight of them are enemies but more like comrades and comrades.
As for how these four kings fell, he actually had some guesses.
It's just that I can't stand the limitations of the realm, so I go to those top worlds to find a chaotic treasure.
It's a pity that there are many holy cities in the top small worlds. Coupled with the eternal true god outside and the indigenous people in the top small worlds, it may be a disaster to obtain the chaotic rare treasures.
He had wandered around in that kind of place before. If he hadn't gone with the sect master at that time, he might not have been able to come back at all. Without the background of becoming a saint, living in that kind of place would have been a luxury.
Shengyao felt a little helpless in his heart and said with a wry smile: "We are also indigenous people."
There was silence again in the temple, and all eight kings knew what this meant.
According to legend, this four-dimensional realm was not so desolate and remote in the past.
It was only because of a horrific war that the earth's veins were shattered and the origin of space was shattered, so that it has not been restored after countless reincarnations.
Correspondingly, the small world derived from a strong territory is strong. Their small world was not so weak before.
But as the Eight Kings, they were the strongest in the small world when they were born. This shows that the former small world was also broken, and they were only born later. The original small world has fallen.
The indigenous people outside still have a small chance to leave, or suffer in remote places.
And this small world that was supposed to be a holy land for cultivation has now turned into a prison.
The three hundred forces in the Four Directions sent their strong men to retrieve the treasure. Even though they had innate advantages, they did not dare to massacre, for fear of provoking a certain strong man and causing the small world to face catastrophe.
At the beginning of the entrance, there are strong men from each sect. It seems to be the entrance to consolidate the small world, but in fact it is also a kind of surveillance. If you don't surrender, you can only be a stepping stone for the eternal true god within the three hundred forces.
The small world is the origin of their cultivation. When the strong men of the Three Thousand Dimensions had not yet risen, they developed wantonly, but ended up losing to the geniuses of the Three Thousand Dimensions. Now they can only go to some bitter and cold places.
Now their situation is even more difficult and they can only live in this small world.
The forces on the Origin Continent are ups and downs, but the overall strength has not weakened at all. Saints have emerged one after another, but they have no inheritance, so they can only fight for a chance with their lives.
Like Sheng Yao, who was extremely talented among the eight kings and had a lot of luck to shape a small universe, but in the end he was trapped in the step of becoming a saint.
It's not that he has insufficient talent, but that he is not suitable for the cultivation system of three thousand dimensions, just like it is difficult for strong people from the outside to understand the fluctuations of the small world.
Breaking through from the Eternal True God to becoming a Saint is extremely difficult. There are more than 100,000 Eternal True Gods in the Zhenyuan Sect, and there are probably more than a million Eternal True Gods from ancient to modern times, but in the end, only two were declared saints.
Even for his Shengyao, the possibility of final breakthrough is extremely slim.
This is also one of the reasons why the two camps cannot coexist. They have different cultivation methods and different inheritance traditions... These indigenous people are not suitable for the cultivation method of the three thousand dimensions, nor are they suitable for the fighting method. Only a very few super geniuses can adapt.
The Zhenyuan Sect would definitely not be able to tolerate such a genius who spends countless resources, has no chance of breakthrough, and cannot even create valuable inheritance secrets. Excessive indulgence may even awaken those indigenous forces and annihilate the inheritance of his own sect.
"Where should we go from here?"
The golden ape on the throne cast an inquiring look at Shengyao.
Many secrets cannot be known by a native like him who has lost his inheritance, and many secrets are also core inheritance within the sect, and Shengyao cannot tell them.
If one day Sheng Yao breaks through and becomes a saint, it will also be the sainthood of the sect. The moment he obtains the inheritance, he no longer belongs to the indigenous people and joins another orthodoxy. Many things cannot be controlled by him.
Now, the door to the small world was wide open. These kings wanted to hear Shengyao's opinion, so they all looked over.
Shengyao did not answer directly, but pondered for a moment, and said in a cold and authentic voice: "If you can't break through and become a saint, just hone yourself in this small world. The outside is more dangerous for us. They have very powerful combined attack methods, regardless of
Both the formation and the machinery are extremely powerful. We have the advantage here, and at least we can guarantee that we won't die without the Holy Spirit taking action."
"If anyone can cultivate to the level of becoming a saint, he can take the creatures in the small world and leave, go to those remote places to find those predecessors, and regain our inheritance. Once there, we can at least gain a certain degree of freedom.
, this road is very far, very dangerous, and if you don't become a saint, you will have a narrow escape from death. Judging from the current situation, even in the past, I'm afraid no strong person will come and take us away."
After a pause, Shengyao spoke again. At this time, his eyes became very cold.
"If a chaotic treasure is born in the small world, just give up."
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"They will snatch the Chaos Treasure without any concern and then leave. We can only roar a few times, unable to stop or even retaliate, otherwise it will attract more Saints to take action and encounter those powerful people with extreme personalities.
I would rather abandon this small world than let us run wild."
When the seven kings heard this, their eyes turned red.
Just now, they were thinking that they would be waiting for the Chaos Rare Treasures, which were naturally born strange treasures that could help them practice and realize the path to becoming a saint. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a dream.
If such treasures really appeared, they would even have to hide them to avoid being affected by the battles of those powerful saints.
Their dreams were shattered...
Without the superior cultivation environment of the indigenous people, without the assistance of treasures, and without inheritance, unless they are geniuses who have taken a new path like the ancient sages among the indigenous people, they will not even be qualified to be called saints.
In contrast, they don't even have the capital to escape. As for resistance, of course they don't have to think about it. The former indigenous people have been defeated, so what can they win?
All they want is freedom.
Leave this 'cage' where they were born and raised.
There was no rage or roar. The seven kings silently suppressed the anger in their hearts, silently adjusted their moods, and finally turned into a firm gaze.
They have become accustomed to not venting, which is cowardly behavior. They are afraid that one day they will become accustomed to venting and lose the spirit.
When it becomes unbearable, they may go out and fight, like the four fallen kings...