High in the sky, the sea of lust erupted with a burst of bright light.
There seems to be a feeling of "returning to the light". This is the last moment of glory in its life, and it wants to completely trap Mo Wangchen in it.
However, no matter how powerful the colorful rays of light are, it is still difficult to get close to Mo Wangchen's body.
He has crossed the forbidden sea of suffering, but what does it mean to be just a sea of lust?
In the end, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, the sea of passion seemed to have exhausted all its brilliance, gradually faded, and finally dissipated.
For a moment, time seemed to have frozen, the scene was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was extremely surprised. Even the power of the Holy Emperor might not be able to withstand the sea of lust, but now, it had no effect on Mo Wangchen.
This face is too incredible.
"What happened?"
"Oh my God, is this also the innate power of the God King's body? Even the sea of lust can't stop it."
After a brief silence, the whole place suddenly erupted into a commotion, with incredible expressions on everyone's faces.
"Impossible!"
"Why? Why doesn't even the Sea of Desire work?"
"It can't be like this, unless you don't have emotions and desires!"
Under the ground, the cultivation level in the body of Saint Son of Love has long since disappeared, and he has become an ordinary person. His face is as pale as snow, and he has a look of disbelief.
He did not hesitate to pay such a painful price, but he was not able to even hurt Mo Wangchen. The Holy Son of Love could not bear such a blow.
He seemed crazy, shaking his head and shouting impossible things.
Seeing such a scene, everyone was silent. It is not difficult to imagine that the heart of the Holy Son of Love must have been greatly shocked, otherwise it would not be like this.
"You won, now it's time to end this battle..."
Finally, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, as if he had returned to normal, looking at Mo Wangchen with a kind of confusion in his eyes.
"I won't kill you."
Mo Wangchen shook his head, he had no grudges with the other party and he was not a murderous person.
After saying that, he slowly descended and came to the ground.
"Woof?"
The big white dog squatted on the spot, wagging its tail desperately, as if it was madly showing kindness to people.
Seeing Mo Wangchen's eyes falling on him, Dabaigou was frightened, really afraid that the other party would stew him.
"If you don't kill me, do you think this is a sign of mercy for me?!"
Behind him, Holy Son Zhanqing shouted angrily. Not only was this not a sign of mercy to him, but it was actually a great humiliation.
He did not hesitate to kill himself to cultivate, but he was prepared to die at any time. Now that he was defeated, the other party showed mercy with "good intentions". This was simply unbearable.
Moreover, it is inconsistent with the consistent style of his Zhanqing Sect. When the two sides fight, the outcome is life or death!
"I have no mercy, and I don't mean to pity you."
Mo Wangchen shook his head and looked at the other person indifferently, "I am neither the savior nor the destroyer of the world. I only know that following what I want in my heart, whether to kill or not, is my personal decision and has nothing to do with you."
"Woof!"
The big white dog stuck out his tongue, and his eyes fell on the Saint Son of Zhanqing, "At worst, it's just a matter of retraining. When you have all your emotions and desires cut off again, come and compete with this kid again. Only then will you be called a hero. If you lose, you will want to die. Forget it.
What hero?"
"Rebuilding?"
Hearing this, Holy Son Zhanqing smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's easier said than done..."
"Seeing that you are also an outstanding figure of your generation, I will kindly give you some advice."
The big white dog suddenly became arrogant and looked at the Saint Son of Zhanqing with an air of dignity, "Do you think that after you, the Zhanqing lineage, have cut off the seven emotions and six desires, there will be no way out?"
"Wrong, very wrong. In the ancient times, there was a person in the world. After killing all the seven emotions and six desires, he became invincible and swept across the world. But he knew that his road was not over yet. Do you know what he did in the end?
Did you make any choice?"
"Just like you, you will dissipate all your creations and kill your passions for the second time. This is a kind of nirvana and reincarnation. Once you succeed, you will definitely achieve a more powerful breakthrough in your cultivation."
"Ye Qingqing!" A ray of light burst out from the eyes of Saint Zhanqing, and the name came out of his mouth.
There is indeed such a record in the ancient books of Zhanqing Sect. In ancient times, a man named Ye Qingqing took this path.
But no one knows whether this thing really exists. Moreover, this matter has been going on for a long time. Even the Zhanqing Sect only has some records. Where did this big white dog hear about it?
The Saint Son of Zhanqing stood there, his face seemed a little dazed, and after a while, he said to himself, "Is it really advisable to cultivate lust again..."
"Why is it not advisable?"
The big white dog said disdainfully, "Why did I lie to you, a little kid, when I have nothing to do? I'll find out soon after you try it when you go back."
Hearing these words, Saint Son of Love looked at him. After a long time, he took a deep breath.
"Farewell!"
He cupped his hands, said nothing, and turned to leave.
"Boom!"
But suddenly, just as he turned around, a big hand in the void that covered the entire sky appeared in an instant and pressed down on the Holy Son of Love.
This sudden scene made everyone's expressions change.
Looking at the falling hand in the void, Saint Son of Love stopped dead in his tracks and looked straight in the eyes, with no trace of timidity on his face. He had no intention of surviving, and at this moment, someone suddenly took action, so he had no desire to survive.
Moreover, without his cultivation, he would not be able to resist at all.
"boom!"
The big hand was about to fall when suddenly, a figure in white stood in front of the Holy Son of Love.
It was Mo Wangchen. Immortal light surged around him, and his aura was like a rainbow. He pressed out a palm in the air, and the terrifying palm force directly shattered the falling big hand in the void.
"Who is it? It's a bit disgraceful to take advantage of others' danger, isn't it?"
Mo Wangchen frowned and stared at somewhere in the void. A gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes.
"Haha, Ji family's divine king body..."
"Sure enough, it deserves its reputation. It actually gave us a good show tonight."
At this moment, in the distance in the void, a figure came through the air. It was a young man with a faint smile on his face and standing with his hands behind his back.
Finally, the young man came to the sky above this place. He looked down from a high position and his eyes fell on Mo Wangchen.
"So strong and violent..."
Feeling the terrifying aura on the young man's body, the expressions of everyone in the room changed, "This is... a person from the ancient tribe?!"
"Nowadays, few ancient tribes are born, and after the end of the era of the God Kings, most of them have closed the mountain gates and have never taken the initiative to conflict with the human race. Who is this person?" Everyone around them frowned, with a solemn look on their faces.
Obviously, this ancient youth who suddenly appeared was far more powerful than most of the human geniuses present.