After the space was shattered, everyone who flew out realized that the surroundings were filled with twisted and colorful light.
On the surface of these colorful lights, countless brilliance is crawling, and there should be many restrictions in these brilliance.
Whoosh whoosh!
When the figures flying out one after another came into contact with the colorful light on the edge, the figures disappeared one after another.
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and it fell on a colorful light. Then he felt a suction force surrounding his body, and then he felt like he was traveling through space.
Zhuo Wen wanted to raise his eyelids, but found that his eyelids were as if they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy.
Zhuo Wen's eyes kept struggling, and finally his eyes opened a slit, and then a void figure appeared in the distance in front of him.
This figure is sitting on a throne deep in a hall. In front of this figure are floating candlelights, but these candlelights are too dim, as if they will be extinguished at any time.
Through these candlelights, Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that the hall where the figure was surrounded was actually covered with countless black veins.
These black veins are thick and thin, just like the meridians of the human body, pulsating constantly, like living things.
Looking at those pulsating black veins, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes. He felt a strong sense of crisis in these black veins, as if he would probably fall directly if he came into contact with these black veins.
The figure sitting in the throne may have noticed something. He raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen.
The moment this gaze fell on Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen felt a rumbling sound all over his body, and he stared at this gaze.
From this gaze, he saw countless dead silences and a touch of soul-shaking terror and power, as if the owner of this gaze would be completely wiped out if he showed even the slightest hint of murderous intent.
And when this gaze focused on Zhuo Wen, he only felt a vast and terrifying force rushing towards him. Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flicked his right hand, and countless drops of water from the underworld suddenly flew out and turned into something in front of him.
A huge door to reincarnation.
Bang bang bang!
A continuous muffled sound suddenly came from the Gate of Reincarnation. Then Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank and he discovered that the surface of the huge Gate of Reincarnation was instantly covered with countless cracks. Zhuo Wen groaned and stepped back.
His expression was extremely gloomy.
The moment Zhuo Wen stepped back, the Gate of Reincarnation collapsed instantly, and Zhuo Wen stared at the mysterious figure in front of him with a slightly frown.
I saw this mysterious figure slightly opening his eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently. Then he slowly raised his right hand, and a white light floated in his right hand. In this white light, a piece of white light floated quietly.
Hexahedral crystal.
Whoosh!
The white light was like an arrow that left the string, instantly cutting through the space barrier, and finally landed in front of Zhuo Wen.
When the white light passed through countless barriers and finally arrived in front of Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped and stared silently at the white crystal suspended in front of him, his eyes flickering.
He slowly stretched out his right hand and held the white crystal in his hand. He felt a cold feeling coming from his palm, and then he felt a refreshing feeling all over his body.
Zhuo Wen raised his head and looked at the mysterious figure, only to find that the mysterious figure that had just appeared and the main hall where the mysterious figure was located were slowly disappearing.
After the mysterious figure and the ancient hall disappeared, a powerful suction force came from below, and then Zhuo Wen's whole person was pulled into the lower part by this suction force.
When Zhuo Wen opened his eyes again, he found that the place where he was was a vast ocean.
Looking around, I found that except for this vast ocean, there was no land or island.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a look of contemplation. He stepped on his right foot and disappeared quickly like a rainbow.
After Zhuo Wen flew in this vast ocean for a long time, he found that there was nothing at all.
"Let's check the white crystal first. Who is the mysterious figure that appeared? Why did you give this white crystal to me?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the white crystal, and then he discovered that a white vortex appeared on the surface of the white crystal.
Zhuo Wen's attention was immediately attracted by the white vortex. After pondering for a while, Zhuo Wen decided to put his spiritual consciousness into the white vortex to take a look.
After summoning the Bleeding Immortal and asking him to protect him, Zhuo Wen placed a rather powerful restriction around him, then sat cross-legged in the void, and his spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated into the white crystal.
"This breath..."
The moment Zhuo Wen's consciousness penetrated the white crystal, an extremely strong aura erupted from the white crystal. As soon as this aura erupted, Xiao Hei, who was hiding in the sea of Zhuo Wen's consciousness, jumped up suddenly.
Whoosh!
Xiao Hei came out from between Zhuo Wen's eyebrows. It stared at the white crystal with its eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Master... the master's breath..."
Zhuo Wen didn't hear Xiao Hei's words because he put all his consciousness into the white crystal.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's consciousness spread inside the white crystal, and he kept roaming in the white world. I don't know how long it took, but at the end of the white world, a majestic figure slowly appeared in front of Zhuo Wen.
This majestic figure is that of a middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt, with piercing eyes, as if his eyes contain the endless sun, moon, universe.
When Zhuo Wen met this person's eyes, a booming sound suddenly came from his mind, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
He felt a familiar aura from this person, which he had felt before from the mysterious figure that appeared in front of him for no reason.
"Hello, the second son of destiny!" the middle-aged man looked at Zhuo Wen with a smile.
Zhuo Wen stared at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "The Son of Destiny? What on earth is this?"
The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously. He explained slowly: "The so-called Son of Destiny is actually the Son of Destiny, and he is also the person I spent my whole life deducing."
"You can get the Fuxi Cauldron, so you are the son of destiny."
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, he got the Fuxi Ding from the earth, and his time traveling was closely related to the Fuxi Ding.
Now this middle-aged man says that possessing the Fuxi Cauldron is the son of destiny. Does that mean that Zhuo Wen's time travel was also arranged by this person?
"You don't have to wonder. Your coming to Tiankai Continent was not my arrangement, but destiny. Because I didn't know the whereabouts of Fuxi Ding back then. I only know that if you get Fuxi Ding, you must be the son of destiny."
The young man said calmly.
"Then who are you, senior?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.
The middle-aged man looked melancholy and said: "I am Cangjie. I am really happy that the second son of destiny has appeared, but your cultivation is too low and you are far from being able to grow up..."
After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Zhuo Wen felt a roar in his mind. He stared at the middle-aged man with tightened pupils and murmured in a low voice: "Cang Jie, the strongest man in the Sky Armor Continent back then, the master of Xiao Hei?"
He took a closer look at the middle-aged man, and then realized that this middle-aged man was indeed very similar to the stone statue of Cangjie in the main hall.
"Little guy, everything is destined by God. You got the Fuxi Cauldron and followed you to this place. I'm afraid it's fate, right?"
Cang Jie stared at Zhuo Wen in front of him with complex eyes, and then pointed his right hand at the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
Zhuo Wen originally wanted to dodge, but Cang Jie's power was too strong, making him unable to move his whole body. He could only watch helplessly as Cang Jie's right finger touched his forehead.
"What do you want to do?" Zhuo Wen asked warily.
Cang Jie was silent, and a surging force swept from Cang Jie's fingertips into Zhuo Wen's eyebrows and entered his body.
With the influx of this power, Zhuo Wen only felt that the immortal energy in his body was constantly increasing, and these increased immortal energy was like a sea of rivers pouring into Zhuo Wen's Dantian.
Boom!
In about half a day, Zhuo Wen's aura reached its peak, and then like a volcano erupting, the aura around him surged up, turning into an invisible terrifying storm that continuously swept towards the surroundings.
"The peak of the Earth Immortal..."
Feeling the suddenly strengthened aura in his body, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice. He knew that Cang Jie was probably giving him an initiation, allowing his cultivation to reach the peak of the Earth Immortal.
At this moment, Cang Jie had a look of exhaustion on his face, but he did not stop. Instead, he poured the remaining power into Zhuo Wen's body without hesitation.
Zhuo Wen groaned, too much power gathered in his body, making Zhuo Wen feel that his whole body was filled with a general bulging feeling. This feeling was very painful.
"Hold on!" Cangjie's somewhat tired voice came.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a firm look. He knew that since Cangjie continued to give him initiation, he should be planning to help him break through the immortal world, so he endured the pain while the immortal energy in his body was running very fast, digesting this sudden influx.
The surging power within the body.
For three days and three nights, Zhuo Wen endured the intense pain and endured it for three days and three nights. The sweat had already soaked his clothes, but Zhuo Wen didn't feel it at all.
Boom!
Finally, on this day, Zhuo Wen's aura surged countless times again, and this surge of aura was far more powerful than before.
The Blood Immortal, who was originally Zhuo Wen's protector, naturally noticed this scene. It stared at Zhuo Wen with narrowed pupils and couldn't help but step back dozens of steps and said: "No way, the master just broke through to the peak of the Earth Immortal three days ago. Is it possible?"
Is it going to break through again?"
As soon as the Blood Immortal finished speaking, all the restrictions set up by Zhuo Wen around him collapsed, and the vast aura swept up a terrifying whirlwind in the sky. This whirlwind was so terrifying that the Blood Immortal did not dare to approach at all, as if once he got close,
will be torn into pieces.
At the moment when the whirlwind appeared, dark clouds began to gather in the sky. These dark clouds were extremely dense, and the clouds were filled with extremely terrifying thunder. This was the celestial thunder tribulation.