The remaining power of the Conferred Gods List has dissipated, and the long river of time has naturally gradually disappeared, but the speed is very slow, and it still coincides with the calamity of time, and continues to punish Ji Hao.
This calamity lasted for three full years. It seemed unbelievable. How could any calamity last three years? In fact, it was maintained by the Conferred God List. He commanded the heaven and earth with his status. He was professional in this aspect.
In other words, Ji Hao has been killing himself in the past three years.
For three whole years, he has been under the erosion of time and tribulation. One day in a blink of an eye, it is as if he has spent nearly ten thousand years in the mortal years.
His body is already filled with the aura of decay, with only a trace of divine power left, and the source of chaos has been exhausted. His condition is even worse than that of Jiang Taixu back then.
Nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred traces have been carved into the Chaos Life Spring, and the ten thousandth trace is also looming!
Logically speaking, his saint-level Chaos Body should not be able to live for such a long time, but who made this Kunlun Immortal Land? There is no shortage of tens of thousands of medicine kings.
In addition, the presence of the fairy pond prevented Ji Hao from belching immediately, and he could still barely maintain his life.
At this moment, the wrinkles on Ji Hao's face could kill mosquitoes, his white hair was dull, and age spots appeared on his face. He looked extremely vicissitudes of life, with only one breath left.
Compared with Ji Hao's miserable state, his Saint Dao Fruit is very bright.
A Taoist fruit exists forever between heaven and earth, constantly circulating between perfection and imperfection. A trace of immortality is revealed, which seems to last forever in the mortal years, and contains the foundation of transcendence deeper.
It's just that Ji Hao's soul and body at this moment can no longer carry this Dao Fruit.
Ji Hao reluctantly opened his eyes, looking at the sky and the earth with his cloudy and dim eyes. He could only lie down in the fairy pool, without even the strength to stand up.
His physical decay was irreversible.
It can no longer store too much essence. After the essence of the fairy pool submerges into its body to a certain extent, it begins to overflow automatically and no longer accumulates.
His body has decayed and his blood has dried up, just like a rotten iron pot that cannot hold too much water and will leak out, showing signs that his life is about to end.
For three years, Ji Hao lay motionless in the Immortal Pond, and the years of calamity he endured finally stopped today.
The tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and in a daze, Ji Hao seemed to see endless darkness.
"Is it over...?" Ji Hao's soul was running very slowly and was really old.
"Am I... going to die?" Ji Hao muttered to himself.
"No...not yet!" Ji Hao was extremely stubborn and unwilling to let this end.
He began to absorb the Immortal Pond Liquid, but the Immortal Pond Essence immediately leaked out from his skin, which could only moisturize his body and keep it from deteriorating, barely keeping his condition temporarily.
If he wants to truly survive, he still has to rely on himself. Everything in the outside world is useless, because this time he just wants to take the path of living another life. It is not his idea to rely on magic medicine to extend his life. It is a waste of his life.
Only by forcing himself to a dead end can he unleash his true potential. For this reason, he also specially sealed the entrance to the Chaos Fairyland, which can only be opened when he is in his prime.
Ji Hao watched the God King in White, explored the Little God Silkworm, had close contact with people who had lived their second life, and explored the mystery of dying again.
Coupled with the understanding of the original work and the records about the divine fetus in the Immortal Heavenly Art, mastering a method of gestating the divine fetus only requires a lot of time to accumulate pure substances for immortality.
Although the calamity of years took away his longevity, it also accelerated his time and helped him speed up the accumulation of pure substances for immortality.
One way can live a lifetime, but it is difficult to repeat. He doesn't know whether it is right or wrong. It is a waste of life. Without enough accumulation, he doesn't even know if he can really survive.
But this world is full of dangers. Although the strange clan is sleeping, no one knows whether the accident will come first tomorrow or whether they will wake up "a little while" in advance. Every second counts!
He has been accumulating for many years in the light of years, just for today. Although he seems to be withered in body and soul, his life span is about to end, and his origin has been exhausted, it is just an appearance. There is a trace of the essence of immortality secretly gestating, like a divine fetus.
"Now, the second life... begins!"
It's a pity that no strange phenomena appeared. The immortal essence in the body seemed to not exist. No matter how Ji Hao touched it, he could not turn it into a divine fetus and live a second life.
"It doesn't make sense, it shouldn't be like this!"
"It makes no sense that I can't succeed in what Jiang Taixu and the others can do."
Very confident and arrogant!
Unfortunately, it is not enough to have confidence to live out the second life. Although he has some insights into living out the second life, it is not absolute.
Ji Hao collapsed helplessly in the fairy pond, leaving only a thin layer of fairy pond liquid that just covered Ji Hao's body.
Gradually, Ji Hao felt a chill. Even though he was in a warm fairy pond, he still felt a biting coldness. His soul was even about to freeze. It was the breath of death.
"How... could this happen? I don't want to... die!!" The Supreme Being's forgetful state of mind was broken. Ji Hao was overwhelmed by the fear of death. The ten thousand traces appeared on the Chaos Life Spring, which also represented Ji Hao's body.
He is already ten thousand years old, which is a longevity that only the ancient emperors could have.
Darkness enveloped Ji Hao's vision, the breath of death came, the five senses gradually faded, the five secret realms began to collapse, and the Chaos Life Spring was overwhelmed and was submerged and destroyed by the Sea of Chaos.
"I'm not...willing to do so!" Kunlun Immortal Pond only left these words, and then calmed down.
Emperor Yan, who was far away in Hangu Pass, cast his eyes on Kunlun and seemed to sense something.
"Dong dong dong!"
The heartbeat sounded like a war drum, breaking the original calm. In the fairy pool, Ji Hao's old body bloomed with immeasurable divine light. The origin began to nirvana, and the vast blood was overwhelming. Ji Hao reappeared, slowly stood up, and in the exuberant...
Reborn in Nirvana and rise again in the blood and powerful vitality of the sea!
A divine fetus was born from the decayed body, swallowing the essence of ninety-nine dragon veins, and expanding in the wind!
That was a young man, only about sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair like a waterfall, naturally scattered on his crystal body, standing on the towering Kunlun Mountains, overlooking all living things!
He lived a second life and was so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble.
The soul, Tao fruit, and physical body merge into one, and the endless life essence breaks through the five secret realms. The origin transforms and becomes larger, almost a qualitative change.
He was young and unpredictable, full of vitality, but also extremely majestic. He walked out of the Kunlun Immortal Land, traveled thousands of miles, and was so far away, ignoring the imperial formation of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, which shocked everyone.