The Fengnan Mountains have become riddled with ravines after the catastrophe. As for the Tuling Sect, which was so powerful in the past, it no longer exists.
Zhong Zihao, the instigator of this incident, was currently in the stage of mental calamity, which was extremely dangerous. If he was not careful, he would be completely destroyed.
The so-called heart calamity is when something goes against one's original intention and cannot be forgiven, or due to a certain obsession that cannot be let go, it gradually develops into an existence that is similar to the inner demon, but more terrifying than the inner demon, like a demonic fire burning the heart.
Of course, this kind of pain is manifested in the depths of the sea of soul consciousness, and is borne by the soul of the warrior. Once it cannot withstand it, it will turn into ashes.
Moreover, this kind of thing is intangible and has no quality. No matter how powerful the force is, it cannot be destroyed. Only unswerving willpower can fight it.
For Zhong Zihao, he has never taken the initiative to do anything that goes against his true nature, but he has had a lot of regrets and obsessions in his life.
For example, Murong Wan and Zhong Zihan have not yet been found, as well as the lost brothers who ascended from Yuntian Continent together... Finally, Xu Lao has never let go for more than a hundred years!
At this moment, the sea of his soul consciousness was like a turbulent sea rolling endlessly, or like a world-destroying thunder bombing wildly, but the omnipotent Chaos Pearl in the past was like a pool of stagnant water, standing by and watching.
In a trance, he seemed to see somewhere in the infinitely distant starry sky, an ethereal and fairy-like perfect shadow standing in the sky, with a beautiful and refined face full of resentment:
"I told you not to come to Taixu Realm to find me. Are you serious about not coming? Have you forgotten me? Do you know that now everything in the Murong family has to be resisted by me? I can no longer hold it in. I wish you could come.
See me for the last time!"
In another picture, Zhong Zihan's neon and feathered clothes are dull and dull, with blood dripping from all over his body. One hand is resting on the hilt of a long sword inserted into the hard ground. Countless bones are piled up around him, and the ground is also flowing into a river of blood.
The beautiful eyes that were once as dark as ink also looked a little hollow. She looked up into the endless void and said in despair:
"Brother, you really have the heart to let me be alone in Taixu Realm! This place is much crueler than Jiutian World. Sister, my cultivation level is so low, I don't know how long I can hold on?"
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Among the countless illusions, only in the last one, Xu Lao is still as kind as ever, looking at Zhong Zihao with a distressed face: "My child, just put it down when you are tired, don't hold on anymore!"
"The movement of the universe has its own order. Birth, aging, illness and death are human nature. You don't have to go against nature for me. That would be too tiring for you, and that's not what I want to see..."
Outside, Zhong Zihao was covered in sweat, his face looked hideous and terrifying, and his heart seemed to be burning with a fire of ignorance.
At a certain moment, his closed eyes suddenly opened, he looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook the sky: "No..."
Immediately, a scornful aura surged out, and the storm rose again in the nine heavens. Zhong Zihao's eyes suddenly became extremely cold: "Any disaster is just a test for me to lead to the supreme road. Break it for me!"
"Boom!"
A thunder exploded out of thin air, causing endless wind and clouds to fill the sky. Following the thunder that resounded through the sky, the inner calamity in the sea of soul consciousness finally dissipated.
A long time passed like this, until the moon reached the zenith in the sky, and Zhong Zihao's breath gradually stabilized.
However, despite successfully overcoming the tribulation and reaching the heavenly realm, his body was empty and no source of power was flowing.
"This time I really had a narrow escape from death!"
Zhong Zihao shook his head and laughed, not caring about his own situation. He knew very well that the injuries suffered during the tribulation were too serious and it would be difficult to recover in less than ten days and a half.
However, both the physical and spiritual strength were more than twice as strong as before. He was still very satisfied with this result.
"Hey, he's not dead yet?"
The majestic soul power dispersed, and Zhong Zihao unexpectedly discovered that although Zuo Jiang was dying, he miraculously survived. It seemed that this sect leader also had something extraordinary.
It should be noted that probably no one understands how terrifying the disaster he caused is more than Zhong Zihao.
When Zuo Jiang entered the heavenly realm, he only encountered ordinary heavenly tribulations. Now, like Zhong Zihao, apart from experiencing another heavenly tribulation again, the inner calamity is still unavoidable.
Zhong Zihao moved his body with difficulty, took out a lot of healing elixirs from the storage ring and drank them. After sitting cross-legged and meditating for half an hour, he finally gained some strength, got up and walked forward slowly.
The distance of thousands of miles, which usually only took a few breaths, took him several hours this time.
Perhaps sensing something strange, Zuo Jiang, who was lying in a pool of blood, shook slightly and opened his eyes with difficulty.
"You... are not... dead yet?"
Zhong Zihao could clearly see that a flash of surprise first flashed through Zuo Jiang's pupils, and then excitement surged.
This made him feel a little strange. Shouldn't this sect leader hate himself to death? Or should he be scared when he sees himself coming to take his life? Such an expression is really puzzling.
However, just for a moment, Zhong Zihao remembered what Zuo Jiang had said to him when he had just started to overcome the tribulation: I want to follow the young master, what do you think?
At that time, he didn't take these words to heart, and since the calamity thunder suddenly fell, he didn't think much about it. Now, after thinking about it for a while, he understood what the other party was thinking.
Zhong Zihao pondered for a moment, although Zuo Jiang's talent and cultivation were not that great, his advantage was that he had a firm heart, and those who could survive the mental calamity would definitely not be ordinary people.
Coupled with the fact that he has no one available around him now, it seems that he can really consider it.
If it were the Zhong Zihao of the past, he would never have thought this way, but things are different now, especially after the experience of such a calamity.
He is very clear about his purpose and mission in coming to the Taixu Realm. Having experienced both worlds, he also understands the cruelty of the martial arts world. The only thing he can believe in is the power he controls.
Although Zhong Zihao has obtained the title of Unparalleled Son of God on the Broken Rock Star, Zhong Zihao has no intention of joining the life camp at this moment, but this does not mean that the dark camp will let him go.
There are also Murong Wan and Zhong Zihan's search, Lu Yang, Meng Ruoyan and other friends...
One day, he will stand the Xuantian Realm at the top of the Taixu Realm!
In Zhong Zihao's view, there was no grudge between him and Zuo Jiang. Even if the latter wanted the Xue family to surrender, in fact, he had not yet had time to implement it. If you really think about it, he was the one who destroyed the good Tu Ling Sect.
so……
"You're not even dead, so why can't I survive?"
Zhong Zihao had a good time and looked at Zuo Jiang in a condescending manner. The smile on his face made people feel a little malicious.
"I...I didn't mean that!"
The corner of Zuo Jiang's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he really didn't know how to explain it.