Countless death energy surged toward Jiang Ning from the purple sea, and Jiang Ning just sat cross-legged and circulated the five-color totem in his body.
The rain of extinction from the sky continues to fall!
And Jiang Ning realized it again!
He didn't know how long it would take him to realize it, and he didn't know what the artistic conception of "death" would be when he finally realized it.
What he has to do now is to let his body sink into this purple sea!
Because he knows that only by entering the bottom of the sea can he realize the true meaning of death!
The years are vast!
The eternal road!
Time is like the ruts on the wheel, constantly moving forward... passing... and finally disappearing...
This world!
Such confusion!
No more living things!
Everything is gone!
There is only purple rain and a sea of extinction!
There is also Jiang Ning who transformed into the sea and realized the true meaning of death.
January...two months...march...
One year...two years...three years...
The rain of extinction keeps falling and never stops.
This land has completely turned into an ocean world!
Five years later!
Jiang Ning, who was sitting within ten feet of the purple sea, suddenly felt a constant roar in his body... Looking carefully, Jiang Ning's body has undergone drastic changes in the past five years. His body is like white jade.
, there is transparency!
And his appearance has become more handsome, almost like a demon!
In his body, the five-color supreme totem flickered more and more.
At the same time, there are more and more death auras from all directions!
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment the eyes that shone with endless golden light opened, an invisible momentum rushed towards the sea water, causing the entire sea water to set off huge waves that were more than ten feet long!
But Jiang Ning did not move.
He just looked at the death energy around him calmly, and at the same time realized that the cultivation level in his body was constantly rising...
"not enough!"
"It's still not enough..."
"Only death can we truly
See through life... Only by understanding the meaning of life and death can we know the true meaning of the five-color supreme holy body!"
"I want to realize it!"
"I must realize the true five-color Supreme Holy Body!"
Jiang Ning closed his eyes again and at the same time used his cultivation with all his strength!
At this moment, the entire sea surface continued to roll, and tornado-like whirlpools of sea water surrounded Jiang Ning's body in all directions!
Like a god or demon, he sat cross-legged, his white hair flying, and began to sink toward the bottom of the sea!
Fifteen feet!
Twenty feet!!
Finally, when he reached twenty feet, Jiang Ning once again encountered the limit of his body. Then, he slowly closed his eyes and began to continue to comprehend!
There are no years in cultivating the Tao, and no year in the cold!
Time continues to pass.
Everything seems to have stopped for Jiang Ning!
He just melted his body into the purple sea and slowly realized...
ten years!
For mortals, it may be very long...but for monks, it is not much!
Within ten years.
Jiang Ning has been transforming into the sea, sitting in this purple sea, feeling!
The purple rain from the sky is still falling!
No one knows when this extinct rain will stop!
This purple rain has been falling for ten years, and the purple sea has been rising for ten years!
Those former creatures have already turned into ghosts under the erosion of this death air!
Those ghosts are all former monks of the five races... and Beimang monks...
Their corpses are now rotting and turned into dead souls, wandering in the sea in groups and wisps.
This day!
Countless ghosts suddenly saw a radiant corpse in the sea water.
The corpse sat cross-legged in the middle of the purple sea, as if it were a corpse.
When these ghosts saw the "corpse" flashing with colorful beams, they rushed forward like a swarm of bees. At the moment when these thousands of ghosts were ten feet away from the "corpse", the corpse raised its hand.
One finger!
The purple sea is boiling!
One after another, turbulent waves roared out from above the Purple Sea.
An indescribable and shocking finger light turned into a giant wave and rushed directly towards the thousands of ghosts!
These ghosts didn't even react. As a roaring sound of destruction came, thousands of ghosts were directly destroyed by this finger.
When all those thousands of ghosts died, the corpse finally opened its eyes again.
He is Jiang Ning!
He is Jiang Ning who has been sitting in the purple sea for ten years!
The death energy around him has become increasingly intense...
If his eyes weren't open, outsiders would definitely think he was a dead person when they saw him!
His face was expressionless, and there was no sentimentality or sadness on his face. On the contrary, there was indeed a sense of confusion on his face!
"ten years……"
"It's only been ten years..."
He murmured and slowly closed his eyes again!
Countless whirlpools came from around him. The moment he closed his eyes, his body began to continue to sink!
Thirty feet!
Forty feet!
Fifty feet!
From the beginning, Jiang Ning could only descend to a distance of ten feet. In the past ten years, his cultivation has increased so that he can now immerse himself into the depth of fifty feet in the purple sea!
At this depth, even the infant transformation...cannot be sustained!
But he did it!
But this is still not enough for him!
He must understand the true meaning of death!
Only by understanding can he truly understand the "Five Colors Supreme Holy Body".
Twenty years, dazzling clouds and smoke!
For twenty years, Purple Rain has never stopped!
In the past twenty years, no living being has appeared in Beimang Continent. Even the transformed gods and infant transformations have never flown here!
Because it is extinct here!
Everything is gone!
For twenty years, Beimangzhou seems to have stood still!
But the other three continents have changed!
In the past twenty years, people have died and others have lived... There are also many, many people who have almost forgotten Jiang Ning's name... But in the past twenty years, there are also many people who still remember Jiang Ning unforgettable.
This day!
In the vast purple sea, a black shadow suddenly appeared...
This black shadow is not big, only the size of a fist!
What's even weirder is that behind this black shadow, there are wisps of thousands of ghosts!
There are so many ghosts, more than 50,000...
"Young ones, follow me and shout, Ancestor Jinguang, Ancestor Jinguang!"
A sharp voice shouted from the fist-sized soul shadow.
If you look closely, you will see that this little guy is exactly the soul of Jiang Ning!
It’s not dead!!
And the more than 50,000 overwhelming ghosts behind it are the more than 50,000 disciples of Motu's Golden Light Sect who followed the ghost back then!
Unfortunately!
When this catastrophe came, these disciples and monks of the Golden Light Sect could not escape the catastrophe!
They are all dead!
They turned into souls!
Even Zhang Daxian... turned into a soul!
And soul charm?
It was originally a born soul, but it was the only one to escape from this exterminating death energy!
In the past twenty years, Hun Mei has been looking for Jiang Ning in this vast Beimang Continent with the ghosts of his Golden Light Sect!
"Kids, keep shouting!"
"Listen, my little master will never die! I can sense that he is still alive! So you must find him with me!"
The shrill voice of Soul Charming came from mid-air.
When those thousands of ghosts heard this, they all let out whimpering screams!