If warriors in the world are divided into several realms.
The first level is the hundreds of millions of ordinary warriors. They don’t have high talents or strange encounters. They just practice step by step in a down-to-earth manner.
They polished their bodies, condensed their vitality, and sublimated their vitality... In their limited years, they made mountains and seas their lifelong pursuit.
There are also second level warriors.
They are unwilling to be ordinary, have extraordinary aspirations, and condense their original energy with the courage to transcend life and death. At this level, they can be called geniuses.
According to Shen Qian's past knowledge, Lao Liu belongs to this level.
It was also the existence of the original vitality that allowed Lao Liu to rival the mountains and seas before he attained enlightenment.
Further up, there are warriors at the third level that ordinary people can hardly imagine.
The original energy that ordinary people can only comprehend in life and death is almost as easy for them to obtain as eating and drinking. They often have more than one type of original energy and can control it freely.
When you reach this point, you can be called a peerless genius.
In the eyes of 99% of warriors, they can only see these three levels at most.
Only a very small number of warriors know that there are warriors in the fourth heaven in this world.
They are more like legends, existences that ordinary warriors and even ordinary geniuses would not believe.
Just like Shen Qian, who obtained the origin of chaos under the control of the system, and... Nukan in front of him.
They have controlled countless kinds of origin energy and even unified them into one, obtaining the origin of chaos that can be called the supreme foundation.
They are working hard towards the "chaos" that is said to have given birth to everything when the heaven and earth first opened.
Shen Qian clearly knew that without the existence of the system, it might be extremely difficult for him to become a first-level warrior.
But this does not mean that Shen Qian will be a salty fish for the rest of his life.
At this time, when he saw the door to a new world, Shen Qian tried it immediately without hesitation.
The supreme desire for martial arts has already surpassed the greed for life and fear of death as a young man.
He was once ordinary, but now he is no longer ordinary.
Faced with Nukan's incomprehensible questioning, Shen Qian said nothing, but tried hard to suppress all the restlessness in his body caused by the loss of control of his Yuanli.
When he thought about it, the original energy in his body instantly transformed into its original form, that is... the appearance of the coexistence of many different original forces.
The Yuanli that lost its balance instantly became extremely violent, while Shen Qian was only seeking a short-term balance.
He doesn't need to be perfect, he just needs to be a little better than the other person.
Nukan's eyes showed real and substantive murderous intent.
He seemed to be disappointed with Shen Qian's "impatientness". Three different kinds of original energy wrapped around his fist and turned into a bright glove. The beauty contained the ultimate aura of destruction.
This is the limit of Nukan.
At the same time, control three types of original energy with completely different attributes, and blend them into terrifying energy that can explode at any time.
With this skill alone, Nukan rarely encounters opponents in the mountains and seas.
His figure appeared in front of Shen Qian as if teleporting, and the punch that pronounced death fell mercilessly towards Shen Qian.
There is no such thing as "no harm, no harm". As long as this punch hits Shen Qian, there will be no second outcome.
Seeing that the punch was about to land on Shen Qian, Shen Qian suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were as bright as stars at this moment.
"I...did it."
Following that soft announcement, the breath on Shen Qian's body fell silent for a moment.
The next second, like a storm surging or a huge wave rolling into the sky, Shen Qian roared and punched out in the same way.
On his arm, there are five mottled colors wrapped around it.
"You..."
Nukan shrank, feeling the threat of death at this moment.
Every time two types of original energy with different attributes collide, the power will increase by 30%. When the third type is integrated, the power will increase by 70%... What if there are five types?
Nukan didn't answer. He only knew that for every additional source of energy, the power within it would be geometrically multiplied!
Three types and five types...are completely different worlds.
Boom!
The moment the two fists connected, the armor on Nukan's fist shattered in an instant, and unrivaled destructive energy surged from Shen's front arm, swallowing Nukan directly.
Shen Qian's punch has already broken through in terms of strength alone. This is something that even those at the top of mountains and seas can't do.
The storm of death tore at Nukan, and just when Shen Qian thought he had struck a decisive blow, a "clatter" sound like a rolling chain suddenly came from Nukan.
Suddenly, Shen Qian seemed to have seen a strange scene.
Nukan's whole body was entangled with endless black chains. When Shen Qian broke the opponent's protection with a punch, the chains seemed to be loosened, and an extremely shocking and terrifying aura flashed away.
But this scene quickly disappeared, like Shen Qian's hallucination. When he came back to his senses again, he only saw the dilapidated Nukan thrown away like straw.
Nukan was hit hard on the ground, and it took him a while to get up with difficulty.
The aura on his body fluctuated, and the expression on his face hidden by his long hair could not be clearly seen. All he could see was strands of golden blood flowing down his arms, and then dripping onto the smooth floor.
He was silent for a long time, and there was no movement at all.
As if a century had passed, Nukan finally raised his head slightly. He took a deep look at Shen Qian, then waved, and the dark spear nailed to the wall was in his hand.
Just when Shen Qian was on guard, Nukan turned around and left with his spear, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Just leave like that?"
Shen Qian was a little confused.
He thought there would be another fierce battle, but it seemed to end in an anticlimactic manner.
However, Shen Qian's expression changed at the next moment, but he had no time to think too much, because the energy from his body backfired and finally broke out after he struggled to suppress it.
Without other people present, Shen Qian no longer cared about his image, almost rolling on the floor in pain and gasping for air.
In the end, the system took action and helped Shen Qian gather all the chaotic Yuan Power, and he slowly recovered.
Shen Qian did succeed, but there were very accidental factors.
In other words, when he first glimpsed the realm above the extreme realm, he successfully entered it briefly and controlled the five separated original powers in one fell swoop.
But this state... is extremely unstable.
If you try it again, Shen Qian may not succeed.
But the good thing is that with such advanced experience, it will become much easier for Shen Qian to try to integrate the two original powers.
Therefore, Shen Qian is still very satisfied.
After all, this time, he did not rely on the system, but relied entirely on his own ability to spy on the higher realm of martial arts.
Nukan was too mysterious, and Shen Qian didn't understand what his purpose was, but he did fulfill his promise.
After Shen Qian fought with him, he couldn't tell who won and who lost, but the other party still kept the imitation Chaos Clock.
After more than half an hour, Shen Qian returned to his normal state after adjusting his breath, and the chaotic energy in his body began to circulate smoothly in his meridians again.
He stood up and came to the imitation chaos clock.
Taking a deep breath, focusing his mind, Shen Qian placed his palm on the Chaos Clock.
Buzz!
The Chaos Clock vibrated, and as Shen Qian raised his eyebrows, drops of blood on his fingers were directly absorbed by the Chaos Clock.
"Recognize the Lord by shedding blood?"
Shen Qian had only seen such an ancient authentication method in classics, and was a little curious for a while.
But what surprised him was that the Chaos Clock seemed to have no restrictions, and Nukan didn't seem to take the opportunity to do anything on it.
The next moment, the Chaos Clock, which was originally as tall as a human, began to shrink, and finally turned into a palm-sized mini, falling into Shen Qian's palm.
At the same time, in Shen Qian's mind, there was also a piece of information from this imitation chaos clock.
As expected by Shen Qian, this imitation Chaos Clock does not have any earth-shattering power. If used as a combat weapon, it is probably not much stronger than an ordinary A-level psychic weapon.
The only thing that is impressive is the weight of this Chaos Clock. I didn’t have time to try it before sinking it, but according to the information fed back by the Chaos Clock, it actually weighs thirty-six thousand kilograms!
Shen Qian, the host, naturally feels nothing, but with this weight, if thrown out, it could kill a large number of high-level warriors, and even the mountains and seas may not be able to carry it.
This imitation chaos clock has only one function. It can establish a stable connection with the long river of time and open a path to the long river of time for Shen Qian after tearing apart time and space.
This function is extremely powerful only in the hands of those who need it.
"It's time to go home."
Perhaps it was finally at this moment that Shen Qian's always high-spirited face couldn't help but show a hint of fatigue.
From the time he entered the river of time to now, it actually does not add up to ten days, but for Shen Qian, he has gone through countless things, so it seems to be extremely long.
After taking one last look around the main hall in front of him and confirming that Nukan had really disappeared, Shen Qian took another look at the small characters engraved on the edge of the white jade eucalyptus platform.
"I always feel that this handwriting looks familiar..."
After Di Gu said something, Shen Qian no longer hesitated, and tapped his fingers on the chaos clock that had grown again in a strange rhythm.
Winter! Winter! Winter!
The vague sound of the bell echoed in the hall. Gradually, the sound of the bell began to disappear, replaced by a strange sound like the flow of water.
Everything in front of Shen Qian began to resemble a lake, and the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but when everything around him finally settled, Shen Qian was already in a state of gray.
This place is like the end of the universe, or the beginning of heaven and earth. Dots of stars are vaguely visible in the gray, but I don’t know what they are.
At the end of the gray mist, there was only a thousand-foot silver river rushing forward, flowing past the feet of Shen Qian.
It reflects all things in the world and all the stars.
It is so quiet here that there is no sound, not even breathing and heartbeat can be heard.
Time flows!
Shen Qian also felt a little emotional when he revisited his old place.
Just next to Shen Qian, the imitation Chaos Clock is floating quietly.
Putting away the Chaos Clock, Shen Qian adjusted his breathing, and then plunged into the long silver river.
……
In the huge slowly flowing scroll, Shen Qian is moving forward with difficulty.
In all directions around him, there are countless various pictures, and there is a noisy sound coming from each frame, and there is a faint pulling power in it, trying to involve Shen Qian.
Shen Qian, who had already experienced it once, kept his mind tight. He knew that as long as he relaxed his attention a little, he would probably get lost like last time.
The strange thing is that the long river is obviously flowing forward at this time, but the resistance against sinking forward is several times stronger than the resistance against the current.
Gradually, no matter how focused Shen Qian was, his thinking began to become sluggish.
He slowly began to forget why he was here and where he was going.
He didn't remember how long he had been walking, but he still hadn't seen the "anchor back" promised to him by King Jiangling at that time.
Just when Shen Qian was hesitant to put the system online directly, a huge sense of crisis suddenly enveloped Shen Qian.
It was an unspeakable terrifying threat, as if even the irresistible force from the long river of time had been washed away. Shen Qian woke up instantly.
He looked back at the way he came, and right behind him, at an unknown distance, there was an overwhelming aura that was almost indescribable in words.
Secret, evil, violent...
All the negative adjectives that Shen Qian could think of could be felt in that breath.
An unprecedented death crisis enveloped Shen Qian. For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of despair just by sensing the breath.
Even Duke Yanshang, who wanted to kill him at first, never let Shen Qian feel like this.
Fear!
Yes, Shen Qian found that he actually had a kind of fear.
It seems that even the system cannot provide him with any confidence at this time.
And obviously, he knew clearly that the breath was still far, far away from him.
Without any hesitation, Shen Qian began to move forward vigorously.
I don't know whether it was because the presence of the terrifying aura affected the flow of time, or whether Shen Qian burst out of some potential in a real life-and-death crisis, and his forward speed suddenly became faster.
But Shen Qian couldn't relax at all, because the owner of the breath was approaching at a faster speed.
The increasing pressure almost made Shen Qian suffocate. Just when Shen Qian thought he was doomed today, a small whirlpool suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
The whirlpool was stuck in the river of time very unexpectedly. The first second he saw the whirlpool, Shen Qian immediately realized that it was the "anchor" left by King Jiangling for him.
As far as the eye could see, the entire river of time had darkened, as if it had been suppressed by the mysterious aura.
There is something that can suppress the flow of time!
Before today, Shen Qian would never have dared to think about this.
But at this time, he had no time to think too much. He just made a desperate leap and finally approached the whirlpool.
At the last moment, Shen Qian glanced out of the corner of his eye and spotted a floating time snail next to the whirlpool. He reached out and grabbed the snail in his hand, and immediately felt the strong suction coming from the whirlpool.<
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Hugh!
As Shen Qian's figure was completely engulfed by the whirlpool, the whirlpool also disappeared in an instant, and a shadow that was extremely inconspicuous and looked like a palm also passed by the place where the whirlpool disappeared, but missed it. p>
After lingering for a long time, the shadow that resembled the palm of my hand dissipated in the long river of time. This ancient river returned to its eternal tranquility, as if nothing had happened.