"It turns out... that's a wooden nail!" Wang Baole was silent, and after a while he sighed softly. Although he couldn't calm down at the moment, and he saw some things that he had been eager to know in the past, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated in his heart.
This complexity comes from... my own origin.
"Am I a nail?" Wang Baole had a headache, but fortunately he quickly suppressed this thought, and the one hundred and eight huge figures in the picture he had seen before appeared in his mind.
"Every figure is unfathomable, and the cultivation level is beyond my imagination... I don't know what realm it is, and the world is contained within the bodies of these figures." Wang Baole murmured in his heart, and then involuntarily, something emerged in his mind.
Above the one hundred and eight figures, there is an incomparably huge, indescribable extraordinary body that seems to be able to suppress everything!
That kind of domineering and royal aura made Wang Baole actually have the answer in his mind.
"Emperor..." Wang Baole's eyes showed a deep look. He was basically certain that the figure of the emperor was the legendary emperor, and the place where he was, and the one hundred and eight figures, should be
The real... Weiyang Dao Domain.
"The world of stone tablets where I am is just the place where a clone of the emperor was born and formed." Wang Baole knew this, and he even knew that if it hadn't been for the arrival of the ancient immortal, and if it hadn't been for Luo Tian's hand to turn into a seal
, then the Weiyang sub-region back then may have returned a long time ago.
It is precisely because of the seal of Luo Tian's hand that formed the cause and effect, which made the Weiyang subregion seem to be disconnected from its main body. Then there was the suppression of Ming Zong as the envoy, and the world was restarted again and again, constantly weakening and erasing Weiyang.
The traces of it make this seal more powerful.
In fact, if there was no problem with Luo Tian himself, the Weiyang tribe in the stone tablet world would not be able to recover. Even if... Luo Tian's purpose is not to target the emperor, but to seal the ancient immortal, but in the end...
There were some causal connections with that terrifying emperor.
Wang Baole didn't know who was stronger between the two, but he understood... Luo Tian had died, so the comparison was meaningless. What he cared about more was the black wooden nail on the emperor's eyebrow!
Where did this black wooden nail come from, and why was it able to be summoned when Weiyang divided the area into a summons...
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and after thinking, a bold guess gradually came into his mind.
"Is it possible that the reason why the emperor dispersed a large number of distractions and gathered one clone after another to return... was to confront the black wooden nail between his eyebrows? That's why there was a scene of the division summons and the black wooden nail appearing.
, maybe... this is a kind of self-rescue?" Wang Baole had a headache, and he knew so little information that all his ideas could only remain at the level of speculation and could not be confirmed.
But even so, it is enough for Wang Baole at this moment.
He can deeply feel that all the secrets in this world, or this universe, or the real Weiyang Dao Domain, are now slowly opening up to him.
If you can continue on your own path, if you can continue to perfect your way, then one day you will be able to know all the truth, understand all the answers, and find your own... origin!
"Although my origin is important, the more important thing is... I want to live my life!" Wang Baole's narrowed eyes burst out with a flash of light. After suppressing all his thoughts, he felt something about his soul this time.
of harvest.
The soul has reached the limit of stellar perfection. Like the physical body, it can be called the realm of the quasi-star realm, and both have reached a hundred steps!
Such a profound foundation, looking at the entire Weiyang Dao Domain, among all the families in the past and present, is enough to be called rare.
As for reaching this extreme in all three aspects, it has never happened so far.
After all, one can become the pinnacle genius of the first echelon with one extreme. Two extremes are already a miracle. If they appear and are known to outsiders, they will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Weiyang Dao Domain.
And the three... are legends and myths!
Feeling it, especially after the soul reaches the limit of a hundred steps as a star, the feeling that it seems that it can break through at any time and master more rules and regulations, makes Wang Baole feel a lot more settled. Although his cultivation has not changed much, between the soul and the physical body,
Under the double promotion, he clearly felt that even if he didn't have the opportunity, or even if he didn't practice, his cultivation level would definitely improve on its own within ten years at most.
"But it's still a little slow." Wang Baole looked at his surroundings with persistence in his eyes.
The first thing he saw was the red statue full of cracks. After looking at it, Wang Baole looked strange, and he felt a little emotional in his heart. He secretly said that he wanted to thank the fool in red. If he hadn't helped so hard, he would never have been able to understand today.
Realize so many truths.
At the same time, he also saw the puppets that the red-clothed Hanhan ignored. All of them were the Hell Sect monks who had entered this place before, but not all of them.
There are about five or six great stars in the star field who are not here. Although there is a possibility of their death, it is also possible that they left here and entered the next level through unknown methods.
As for those quasi-mingzi, most of them have become puppets here. Wang Baole glanced at them and felt the vitality and consciousness that were gradually recovering in these puppets.
He was about to retract his gaze and leave here, but the next moment he let out a light sigh, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the quasi-mingzi again. He saw the young man who provoked him before, and also saw... On the side, a man with a
The masked figure!
"Is this person also trapped here?" Wang Baole was a little surprised. The masked figure was, after all, the strongest among the Mingzi. According to Wang Baole's understanding, the other party should have some means to avoid being trapped here.
That's right.
Soon, Wang Baole's eyes narrowed because he discovered that there were two missing Quasi Mingzi here...
One is the clumsy-looking woman from before when extending the depth of the handprint!
There was another person that Wang Baole didn't seem to pay much attention to. Even when he recalled carefully, he didn't have much impression of the missing Quasi Mingzi. He only remembered that the other person seemed to be a middle-aged monk, and everything else was blurry.
"Huh?" This surprised Wang Baole. After pondering, he swayed and reached the masked puppet who was about to wake up. After seeing the puppet's body rapidly turning into flesh, Wang Baole suddenly raised his hand and took the mask off the monk's face.
Got up and took a look.
"Female?" Wang Baole was stunned. He never expected that the strongest Mingzi, who was in tit-for-tat with him outside and was obviously recognized by everyone in the Ming Sect, was not the man he appeared to be.
Her appearance...is that of a very soft-looking woman.
"No way, does it just look like a woman?" Wang Baole was curious, indeed curious... he lowered his head and looked at the body of the monk whose mask was taken off.
I couldn't help but lean forward and take a closer look. I didn't take any action, but I was sure... the other party was indeed a woman, but it was just not obvious.
"No..." Wang Baole frowned. There were too many speculations in his heart at this moment. For example, this person was just brought out on the surface, and there was someone else who was the real strongest Mingzi.
Or perhaps, this person is not the person he saw when he was outside, but was replaced when he was here.
Another example is that Hanhan in red has some magical powers that have transformed some of the monks here... These speculations flashed through Wang Baole's heart, and he immediately put the mask back, with thoughts in his eyes, and left in a blink of an eye.
At the entrance in front of the statue, suppress your suspicions and step in!
"It's useless to think too much, the most important thing is to help senior brother retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor as soon as possible!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and his body disappeared in an instant, entering it.