A real demon that was comparable to the Sky Realm and could cover half of the sky was shattered by a punch.
This was an extremely simple punch. He just stretched out his hand, held his fist, and punched forward, smashing the body of the real demon.
Is this really a void?
Empty realm, this is the supreme realm that every vast land and every practitioner pursues. Even the immortal and powerful ones pursue and yearn for it.
It's just that there are no answers to many questions about the empty realm, what kind of existence it is, and how to enter it.
We can only keep groping and failing. This is an unknown realm. It is also a realm that truly appears before the eyes of the world.
Does this realm actually exist? No one will know until no one encounters it.
After all, this is a realm that the world doesn't know about. Only the few who are qualified to know it are the top experts.
However, those peak experts are only at the peak of the known. They have been stuck in the known for countless years. They have not made any progress for a long time.
Because they were still unable to lift the dense dark clouds blocking their heads.
If they can't open it, how can they see above the dark clouds? How can they know what is above?
Only a handful of people have ever opened it, but when they wait for the dark clouds to gather again, they can't tell where they are.
I can't understand what kind of state it is. Some people, at the critical moment of life and death, sublimate to the extreme and break through that layer of clouds.
When those people break through that layer of fog, they open up and see the sun. They touch that realm.
It's just that that realm is too mysterious. Once touched, it will definitely become empty. However, those people do not fully understand what kind of realm it is...
So once you fall, once you wait for the dark clouds in the sky to cover you again, then you will become empty. Your heart and soul will have nowhere to rest.
Just because the body is no longer present, it becomes completely empty. This emptiness is not that magical state. Instead, it disappears into smoke and ends this life.
In this world, there are many such strong people. They are all short-lived and can only bloom for a magical moment, but cannot stay there all year round.
There is no chance to stop. Because once touched, without enlightenment, regardless of immortality, the only outcome will be the death of the body and the disappearance of the soul.
This is enough to show the difficulty of the empty realm.
At the source of the violence, that figure stood on the demon's shoulders. Those scarlet eyes were always looking ahead.
The snow all around is rolling back. The sky is still red. There are no stars, no sun and moon, and there is still only that depressing red.
Here, his eyes were in the distance, and his consciousness spread out to fill the entire world. He saw the snowfield that was originally unobstructed, but suddenly, a crack appeared.
This crack was not caused by light. It was because the heaven and earth were really broken.
There was a mirror that was too hard. Under the punch of this god and demon, it only cracked.
You must know that this punch shattered a demon that was directly connected to the sky. However, the power of this punch only created a crack in the world.
A suction force suddenly arose in the crack. The wind and snow, the black river flow, and the collapsed body of the real demon were all swallowed up by the crack at this moment.
Devour, indeed devour.
It's like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up everything. But when that person is there, how can it be everything?
When the wind and snow rolled back in all directions, as well as the collapsing black current, they all stopped in an instant.
Only that crack is spreading and collapsing.
"Back then, Martial Ancestor encountered the same thing as me here. He went through a difficult battle. The countless skeletons under his body must be the millions of figures that suddenly appeared in the wind and snow earlier."
At this moment, the man in white lowered his head. At the moment when he lowered his head, at the feet of the god, there were really countless bones.
These skeletons had just died and were dripping with blood. The pungent blood filled most of the world. Even the few monks who were far away in the second difficulty could clearly feel this richness.
"The Martial Ancestor back then defeated this demon. Therefore, millions of corpses were revealed. The reason why this happened is because the demon formed a large formation based on these millions of creatures.
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"Now that the formation is broken, these millions of creatures must have become a kind of abandonment. In fact, whether it is the defeat of the demon or the defeat of the god myself, waiting for their ending, there is only death."
These creatures were sacrificed, so demons appeared.
It's just that the man in white still doesn't know and can't guess when exactly these millions of creatures appeared in this wind and snow.
This is too weird!
The demon was defeated, and the man in white was unscathed. This strength far exceeded that of the Martial Ancestor who used his fists to clear the way.
It's just that his eyes, which were originally full of ink, turned scarlet for a short time, then showed up again and became slightly lighter, revealing a corner of the white of his eyes.
He remained motionless, standing on God's shoulders, looking into the distance, looking at the crack that was constantly shattering.
He was waiting. Waiting for the second scene he saw when he first entered the road to the emperor's arrival.
The battle here may be endless.
Right now, this is just the first scene in the wind and snow, maybe there is a second scene in the crack.
On this side of the world, the wind and snow were still. On that side, they kept rushing. As time passed, people heard the roar. The roar became more and more intense, shaking the earth and shaking the whole world. One breath after another burst out from it.
The breath that burst out from the crack was even more powerful than the previous demon.
This aura was so strong that it could compete with the man in white. During the stillness, dazzling sparks continued to erupt, filling both the heaven and the earth.
I saw golden light appearing from the crack, appearing in the eyes of the world.
This is a piece of armor, covered with scales. There are two ferocious horns on the top of its head, which are as sharp as blades and can cut through the sky.
Its body was about tens of feet long. When it appeared, there was a shocking pressure. Its eyes were ferocious, staring at the huge figure outside the crack.
The moment he saw that figure, a violent roar suddenly erupted from within the armor. This roar revealed madness, overwhelming ferocity, and even bloodthirsty.
"It's strange. What I feel is clearly a sense of divinity. I am indeed experiencing bloodthirsty madness." The man in white's eyes flashed, but he remained still.
Although, in that roaring moment, the sky collapsed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the wind and snow disappeared.
Instead, there is a real Shura Hell, with flames flowing.
One after another, figures emerged from the cracks. The momentum was terrifying and astonishing.