Shen Chen was helpless. He could feel that the light curtain was close to collapse, but this last bit became a hurdle.
Then everyone came to try it with the already dim green copper, but found that the effect was very little. The last light curtain was so imprisoned that even the green copper lost its fullness.
And using other means, it is even more impossible to shake it.
"Can we just wait here for now..." Huang Xi sighed. According to what Ji Yifeng and the others just said, with the help of the divine liquid, they can restore abundant true blood in their bodies within half a month at most.
However, time is running out now, and the outside world is changing rapidly. The third domain has probably been opened, and they cannot delay here for too long, otherwise they may miss something.
"Let me make some contributions." An old man from the Xuanyuan tribe silently stepped forward.
This person is an old senior of the Xuanyuan Clan. He once had outstanding talents and a great reputation within the clan, and was placed with high hopes. However, after his cultivation reached the Spiritual Dynamic Realm, he could no longer make any progress and fell from the altar. This was considered an early stage A talent who had high hopes from countless people, but later turned out to be far from meeting the expectations of the tribe.
Thousands of years have passed, and the old man has become mediocre and no longer conspicuous among the elders of the clan. The senior leaders of the clan know that the old man has a grudge against him, so they did not hesitate to give up a place in the Xuanyuan clan to this man who has not cultivated for thousands of years. A diligent old man.
No one expected that at this time, the old man would actually say such words. Everyone knew what he meant, and they couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.
Once the true blood is excessively consumed, not only the potential and qualifications will be greatly reduced, but also the cultivation level will also fall.
For a monk, this is really cruel.
"Bai Zu!" Xuanyuan Li, brother and sister cried out sadly. Naturally, they didn't like to see this old man who had lived a miserable life suffer such hardship.
"Hao Bai, you don't have to do this. Even if you have to make a sacrifice, it will be my old bone and not your turn!" The extremely senior ancestor of the Xuanyuan tribe sighed and shook his head.
He is much older than Xuanyuan Haobai. Although the latter can also be called "ancestor" in the clan, it is obvious that he is also a junior to him.
This extremely old ancestor of the Xuanyuan tribe is named Xuanyuan Zhao. Thousands of years ago, he watched Xuanyuan Haobai grow up. This ancestor saw all the achievements and failures along the way. , I can’t bear to let this junior go into the coffin with regrets.
"Senior, there is no need to do this. When I regain my strength, I can think of another way." Shen Chen also shook his head, not wanting to see anyone making such sacrifices.
He behaves wildly and uninhibitedly, and sometimes he is a bit sinister and reckless, but he is definitely not the kind of hard-hearted person.
"Young Master, I have made up my mind. I just want to contribute a little bit of power!" Xuanyuan Haobai, the old man, smiled calmly, "The extremely rich true blood in his body made the old man high-spirited in his youth, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that it was also a I was young and frivolous because of these shackles. Now if I cut something off, I might be able to regain my life!"
Shen Chen was silent. It seemed that this old man had a heavy heart. He had a talent that was rarely seen in the clan for many years, but his final achievements were disappointing. He has always been worried about it. Now these remarks are really embarrassing.
Even Xuanyuan Zhao, brother and sister Xuanyuan Li and others also sighed. Bai Zu's remarks were definitely not impulsive. Thinking about it, they had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time. Now that they have made such a decisive decision, it seems that no one can persuade them. .
"Broken and then established, perhaps this is really your path, Hao Bai." For a long time, the old man Xuanyuan Zhao nodded in agreement. It is difficult to generalize about the path of the world. Many people's paths may be really different from others.
At this time, the old man Xuanyuan Haobai had already started bleeding blood silently. He was very thorough this time and drained all the blood from his body without leaving any trace.
Those actions were a bit heart-wrenching, and the real blood was gone. As expected, the old man's aura suddenly became much weaker, and his cultivation fell again and again, and finally he fell to the Ninggang realm.
"Ahem...it's really comfortable!" Xuanyuan Hao coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth, but smiled calmly, and his brows spread out, as if he was relieved.
Now he has completely returned to mediocrity, his true blood has been drained, and no one can feel that he still has the slightest potential. If nothing happens, the old man will stop at the Ning Gang Realm in his life, and his longevity will also be greatly reduced. , it may turn into loess in a few decades.
"Bai Zu!" Xuanyuan Ting stepped forward to help him, and took out a few precious medicines for the old man to take. In his current state, it was difficult to refine the divine liquid, and he simply could not withstand such powerful divinity.
"I have a method, which is the original way of life observed from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. Rotten wood can also become spring again. I am willing to teach it to the seniors!" Shen Chen thought for a moment and said.
The Night Shadow Sacred Tree grows in Buzhou Fairy Mountain and is the spiritual root of heaven and earth. According to legend, it expounds the way of endless growth of all things and the method of controlling primitive life.
At the same time, the fairy tree in myths and legends is also a chaotic fairy, and its magic, even if it is just a little bit, is enough to make the world crazy.
Even if it is the inheritance of the God Clan, if you get some, it will be regarded as a vital heritage. The family may not pass it all down, let alone give it to outsiders.
However, Shen Chen didn't have that much burden. He thought of the old man's righteousness, so he didn't hesitate to give a blessing.
"Thank you young master!" Not only the old man Xuanyuan Haobai was trembling and excited after hearing this, but Xuanyuan Li and others were also ecstatic.
They have seen that terrifying primitive truth, which can be called the supreme way of life. If Bai Zu can obtain it, he will definitely have a chance to be reborn.
This time the old man had drained a lot of his true blood, and after sacrificing blood to the green bronze again, Shen Chen swung it with all his strength, and made several more big cuts.
boom!
Finally, with a muffled sound, the light curtain dissipated, and there was no longer an obstacle to the road ahead.
Everyone's hearts were already in their throats, and with great excitement, they followed the white light and approached the deepest part.
Not long after, Shen Chen and others seemed to have stepped into a vast white world, surrounded by warm white light and peaceful mist.
"This is chaos!" Huang Xi exclaimed, and immediately a look of excitement appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Chaos breeds all things. For monks who practice any method, absorbing the spirit of chaos has unimaginable benefits.
However, since the beginning of the world, the spirit of chaos has been hard to find in the world. According to rumors, among the outside world, there are only spirits of chaos at the end of the world in the deepest part of the wilderness.
But in that kind of place, the space has not yet been stabilized, and is full of terrible turbulence of time and space. There are also space cracks everywhere. Since ancient times, almost only gods can explore carefully. There have been gods who suffered heavy losses in it and were regarded by the world as Dark space.
"Well, it is indeed the spirit of chaos. Let everyone practice here for a few days and absorb as much of the spirit of chaos as possible!" Shen Chen nodded with a smile. This creation is precious to everyone, regardless of high or low. .
The spirit of chaos cannot be easily refined, and few treasures can be carried. It can only be integrated into the spiritual veins. After slowly warming itself up in the future, it can also become a terrifying trump card in the decisive battle, capable of performing various changes.
The spirit of chaos in this strange space is like a vast ocean, flowing endlessly. How much it can absorb depends on your ability.
Everyone nodded, spread out, sat cross-legged, and began to show off their magical powers. They must seize the time.
Shen Chen was not in a hurry. With a thought in his mind, he took out the Wind God Cauldron. The mouth of the cauldron was like the big mouth of a sky-swallowing beast, and he began to swallow it to his heart's content.
As for himself, he slowly walked towards this white space. He had the illusion that this place was like a sea of consciousness with an unimaginable existence.
But this is somewhat unreal. The sea of consciousness is contained in the soul, how can it be separated from the body? Generally speaking, if the sea of consciousness is forcibly taken out from the soul, that person, even a god, will be destroyed physically and mentally. Already.
Shen Chen walked forward in the white chaotic mist, with no sense of direction around him. Even he knew that when leaving, he used the Fate Star Immortal Code to lock everyone's position to prevent them from falling into an endless confusion.
After an unknown amount of time, the light in front of him seemed to suddenly become brighter. Shen Chen's heart was touched and he quickly followed the place where the light came from.
Deep in this strange space, Shen Chen saw a jaw-dropping scene. Just a dozen feet away in front of him, the chaotic mist and viscosity gathered into a flawless crystal milky white liquid, which could not flow, like a piece of water hanging in the void. Milk pool.
In that pool of chaotic liquid, an artifact was rising and falling, being warmed and nourished by the pool of chaos.
It was a simple bronze cauldron. It was dull, rusty, and extremely dilapidated. Most of the places were broken and a lot had fallen off. The outline of the cauldron could still be vaguely seen.
"The original ancestral cauldron..." Shen Chen's mouth went dry, and his mind went blank.
This was really unbelievable. He carefully took out three pieces of green copper and compared them. He found that they had really fallen off from the broken copper tripod.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the ancient bronze tripod, which was badly damaged, trembled, and the three pieces of green bronze in Shen Chen's hand floated over.
Shen Chen did not stop him, and stared blankly at the three pieces of green copper attached to the tripod's ears, the tripod's wall, and the tripod's mouth.
It was indeed connected, but the eye-catching crack had not completely healed, which made Shen Chen feel very uneasy.
Even such a rich and vast Chaos Pool cannot restore this cauldron. What kind of artifact is this? What was it that was once broken into pieces?
Chichi~~~
After a few breaths, waves regenerated in the broken cauldron, with wisps of dragon energy condensing in the sky, and finally gathered into a golden dragon, with extraordinary majesty!
It is quite similar to the dragon vein forced out by the Xuanyuan clan before, but it appears more ethereal and not as solid as that dragon vein.
Shen Chen deduced carefully, the stars in his eyes shone brightly, and after a long time, he whispered softly: "The Emperor's Dragon Luck..."
That golden divine dragon is not a living thing, but a terrifying "power". It seems to be the supreme charm of the Yellow Emperor.
It made no further moves. After it appeared, it just circled around the broken cauldron and stared at Shen Chen with its golden eyes.