Xia Mang sits cross-legged majestically, and the purple fire moves around it like a king of flames. During the ups and downs, wisps of fireworks emerge in layers and gather towards the core. The scene is very much like a pilgrimage.
It’s like worshiping an emperor!
Xia Mang sat cross-legged in the depths of the purple fire, unmoving, with a sense of magnificence. His aura was constantly rising, surrounded by red light and purple light, scorching and gorgeous, and his hair danced like a god. Come into the world!
With the help of purple fire cultivation, his aura is increasing rapidly, and he has reached the peak of the ninth level of origin, approaching the edge of "the beginning".
In fact, at this point, he has been able to break free from the shackles of the first physical body and enter the realm of nine transformations. However, he knows very well that the ninth level of origin is not complete and is not the limit. He can continue to improve and reach perfection.
The origin is the beginning, there are more than nine levels, Taichu is the supreme!
In the realm of origin, only by penetrating the "prime" can we truly achieve perfection and create the fundamental path of origin.
But the Taichu Realm is very mysterious, almost legendary, and few people can touch this magical realm.
Xia Mang forcibly suppressed the urge to break through the Nine Transformations Realm, constantly swallowing purple fire, tempering his body, and repeatedly compressing his true power, just to eliminate the waste and retain the essence, to achieve the true perfection of the Origin Realm, and to break through to " "In the beginning"!
With the help of the purple fire, he repeatedly tempered his body and true power, and attacked the invisible barrier again and again. Unfortunately, he always failed in the end. It seemed that there was a solid and immortal barrier across his body, isolating "the beginning" and preventing him from moving forward.
The sun rose and set, and the day passed in the blink of an eye, but Xia Mang was still lingering on the edge of Taichu Realm, unable to get close, let alone touch.
There seems to be an eternal natural chasm between him and "Taizhu"!
Unattainable!
No matter how hard he tried, he could not take another step forward. Even if he stretched out his hands desperately, he could not touch the mystery of Taichu Realm.
"The unreal Taichu!" Xia Mang gritted his teeth. He still didn't believe in the evil, and crazily attacked the Taichu barrier again and again.
"It's been a day and a night." Yin Qianlong looked at Xia Mang sitting cross-legged in the purple fire and hesitated: "Should we wake up His Highness?"
"He has reached the peak of the ninth level of origin, why has he never broken through to the ninth level of transformation?"
Ji Qian was puzzled. Putting aside his combat prowess, Xia Mang's cultivation level had reached the peak of the Origin Realm. Logically speaking, he should have broken away from the shackles of the physical body and broken through to the Great Realm. But why was he lingering in the Origin Realm? No further step?
"Isn't he trying to hit that legendary realm?" Lu Nanting seemed to have thought of something, and his eyebrows were raised.
"You mean... Taichu?!" Ji Qian said in shock.
Taichu!
Everyone looked at each other, their pupils filled with shock.
There are mysterious legends in each of the four realms of cultivation, which are known as the supreme ultimate. The ultimate in the origin realm is "the beginning", the pinnacle realm that is untouchable by the supreme genius and the ultimate in mystery.
In the Fengfa Era, any cultivator who advanced to the "Taichu Realm" could be called a peerless genius, with outstanding qualifications that are rare to see in a hundred years. In the subsequent cultivation path, as long as he is not too unlucky and dies midway, most of them will have amazing achievements. Achievement.
It is no exaggeration to say that whether one can advance to Taichu is a measure of a person's potential and talent!
Lu Nanting, Yan Ci, Nan Chen and others have pretty good qualifications, but they can only be regarded as geniuses and heroes. Compared with the real geniuses, they are still far behind.
Of course, it is too difficult to advance to the "Taichu". This is a "springboard" and the key to being transcendent and mediocre!
"The beginning of time is almost legendary. In the past hundred years, how many people have successfully impacted this realm?" Someone shook his head and sighed: "It is said that this realm has magical properties. If you fail, you will become benevolent!"
"O Taichu, how many talented people have been destroyed?"
"It's really not worth risking your life for the so-called Taichu Realm." Yin Qianlong also said: "Your Highness is reckless."
"Without the perseverance to risk one's life without regrets, how could one soar up to ninety thousand miles?" Lu Nanting looked at Xia Mang and said slowly: "He has long been forced into a desperate situation and has no choice."
Everyone was silent, yes, a king who has subjugated his country has too many burdens. Without the support of faith, he would have been crushed long ago!
For others, practice is to become stronger, but for him, practice is to survive and fight. Now standing on the edge of the abyss of death, every step of the way is thorny, how can he give up the pursuit of "the beginning"?
Being promoted to Taichu may not prove much, but at least it will make him better than his peers and make it easier for him to survive.
This is the cornerstone for him to become stronger!
Everyone's expressions were complicated. They understood Xia Mang's thoughts. In fact, demons are rampant in the world today and everyone is on the verge of danger. They can better understand Xia Mang's state of mind.
"We should rush to Skull Island as soon as possible to rescue Qingmeng!" Nan Chen, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked at each other with heavy expressions. Su Qingmeng was kidnapped by the Vajra Demon King. Even if Haiyuan, Monk Wucuo and others chased and rescued him, the chance of being rescued was not high, half at most. After all, the Vajra Demon King was too powerful!
"How can you live if you are kidnapped by a demon king?" Someone hesitated and said: "Besides, with our strength, even if we go to Skull Island and face a demon king, we can only lose our lives..."
Nan Chen turned around and glared at the man.
"Just do your best and obey fate." Yin Qianlong sighed. He also felt that forcing his way into Skull Island was courting death. But after Su Qingmeng was kidnapped, he couldn't just sit back and watch, so he could only do his best.
At this time, Xia Mang suddenly stood up, took out the purple gold gourd and began to collect the purple fire.
As the purple fire was taken away, golden light began to appear in front of him. Xia Mang's eyes suddenly focused and his pupils shrank because he discovered that the purple fire was still not the core of Fire Island. At the end of the purple fire, there was still golden flame rising!
After the purple fire was collected, a golden flame appeared in front!
The scope of the golden flame is not large, with a radius of about ten feet. Because it was previously covered by the red fire and purple fire, and the package was very tight, no one noticed it. Now that the red fire and purple fire have been taken away by Xia Mang, the golden flame
Flame was finally revealed.
Red fire, purple fire, golden flame!
"This is... triple fire!"
Everyone was moved. This golden flame was terrifying. Even though they were far away, they all felt that their bodies were so hot that they almost felt like burning spontaneously. It was burning from the inside out. It was so terrifying.
"If we get close to the golden flame, we may die!" Someone said in horror.
At this time, at the edge of the golden flame, Xia Mang only paused for a moment before continuing to walk towards the golden flame.
"Does His Highness want to follow the example of before and practice in the golden flame?" Everyone's expressions changed dramatically.
"Xia Mang, you want to continue to waste time here and don't plan to save Qingmeng?" Nan Chen suddenly shouted loudly.
Xia Mang sluggishly sluggish, silent for a moment, and then said: "Only by getting this mysterious fire, can we hope to save her."
Before anyone could react, he used the purple gourd again and began to collect the golden flames.
"Woo-"
The golden flame turned into threads and was sucked into the purple gold gourd bit by bit.
The golden flame gradually shrank and disappeared layer by layer. Xia Mang's eyes were like lightning and as hot as sky fire. He concluded that the mysterious fire must be hidden in the core of the golden flame!
Suddenly, someone pointed at Jin Yan and shouted in horror: "There... there is a coffin!"
Xia Mang's expression also changed, because what was hidden deep in the golden flame was not the mysterious fire he was pursuing, but a coffin that was as red as gold!