Zhou Wen didn't know how many days and nights had passed in purgatory, but to his surprise, only one day had passed in the outside world.

"Time passes faster in purgatory." In the end, Zhou Wen came to a conclusion.

There are still two days left before the agreed time with Tian Zhuang and Wu Fan. In the past two days, Zhou Wen has been sitting on the top of the Hanging Sky Peak, feeling the gusts of cold wind blowing from the bottom of the cliff.

In late autumn, there is also a hint of chill in the mountains. Especially at the top of this mountain, it is even more chilly. Zhou Wen was motionless, sitting alone on the top of this hanging peak, next to him was the skull Xiaoyu, the whole skull flashed with dazzling golden light, extremely dazzling.

"Hey, skeleton, take away your light, you're not afraid of being seen." The spoon in Zhou Wen's arms poked out a spoon head and shouted at the skull Xiaoyu.

"Shut up." Xiao Yu pretended to be Zhou Wen's tone and shouted. Then she let out a cheerful voice: "What fresh air, I haven't smelled such tempting air in many years." In purgatory, you have to be cautious and cautious at all times, and you have to hide your edge, for fear of being targeted by the damn shroud and the weird child. Now that I'm finally free, you don't want this girl to be scared. ”

"It's not a good thing." Spoon pout. "There are many who are so scared that they shed blood. Besides, all you have left is a skull, and if you do it any longer, I'm afraid you won't even have a skull. ”

"You!" The skull Xiaoyu exclaimed angrily.

This spoon and the skull Xiaoyu kept bickering. Zhou Wen didn't say a word, his eyes were staring into the distance, but his heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. It's really the impact of Purgatory and the City of Abrasion on him too much.

In his previous life, he rose strongly and became the strongest man in the Endless Continent, admired by hundreds of millions of people. But he has never encountered a surgical situation. Now that he has been reborn and entered purgatory, he has seen countless powerhouses in the art realm, although they are all bleeding and become corpses.

Gradually, a terrible thought emerged in Zhou Wen's heart.

There was once a earth-shattering battle, in which all the cultivators above the realm of magic participated, and in the end, they were all annihilated, became corpses, fell into purgatory, and were finally cleaned up.

But what kind of battle is it that requires all the cultivators above the realm to participate? What kind of great ability is it that makes all the masters of the Realm of Magic bleed and die completely? The realm of art is a realm that only exists in the solitary codex.

It is recorded in the solitary codex that the master of the art realm can turn the heaven and the earth into his own technique, and the battle is to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the galaxy will go down and annihilate everything. Such beings have also died in pieces.

Zhou Wen guessed that the kind of war was definitely beyond his own cognition. And those who can participate in the big battle must be cultivators above the skill realm, and Dao realm cultivators are not qualified.

"It's not that there hasn't been a magic realm, but that the powerhouses of the magic realm have all died." Zhou Wen finally came to a conclusion. Although this conclusion still needs to be verified, Zhou Wen believes that eight or nine are not far from ten.

"The end of the Ten Forbidden Lands is purgatory?" Zhou Wen remembered Xiaoyu's words again.

"So what's behind the huge yin-yang millstone in the City of Abrasion? Is it the end of purgatory? Zhou Wen was puzzled.

"It seems that only when I reach the realm can I gain insight into part of the truth." Zhou Wen thought, since only masters of the art realm were qualified to participate in that war, then only by reaching the art realm could he gain insight into part of the truth.

"It's a pity that my current cultivation is too low." Zhou Wen sighed, and now he is still in the mortal realm of the fourfold condensation. The cultivation is too low, and it can even be called a small end.

Zhou Wen slowly closed his eyes and entered the space of knowing the sea.

The Zhihai space, as always, is still a chaos, only above the altar in the center of the Zhihai space, the golden holy decree is still rising and falling. Zhou Wen noticed that there were gradually some lines on the holy decree, but it was complicated and chaotic, and he couldn't see what was outlined.

Zhou Wen sat down cross-legged on the altar and began to run the Great Burial Heavenly Law and sacrifice himself. In an instant, he was covered in golden light, and there was divine light exposed, and the holy decree also cast golden light, enveloping him. An inexplicable aura was gradually brewing.

Zhou Wen felt that the domineering qi in his body was much lighter, and he walked through the meridians, and in an instant, Zhou Wen felt a burst of comfort all over his body. Although the domineering spirit is still invisible, he feels that the domineering spirit is entangled, which is a sign that he wants to become a Dan.

Zhou Wen ran like this for a few days before he opened his eyes. If you see the domineering in your body, it is easier to control and do whatever you want. Then Zhou Wen used thousands of methods and began to cultivate his soul. After several times of cultivation, Zhou Wen gradually understood that the law of the soul also has a distinction between realms. In turn, it is out of the body, night travel, day travel, shaping, doppelganger, and finally reaching thousands of dharma phases.

The soul is like a ghost, and it is afraid of the blue sky and the white sun. Therefore, in the process of cultivation, I first traveled at night, and only after cultivating to a certain level can I travel during the day. On that day, Zhou Wen's soul left his body and was burned by the blue sky and white sun, and he couldn't hold it up after just a few breaths. When his soul method is cultivated to a certain level, he can travel from night to day, and from then on he is not afraid of the blue sky and white sun, and he can also leave his body at will during the day.

And when it comes to shaping, Zhou Wen's soul can be like an ordinary person, hiding his body at will, and he can use his soul to walk the rivers and lakes, communicate with people, and will not be known. And it can hide in the shadows, without the opponent knowing, and then transform out, give the opponent a fatal blow, and then transform away. It really comes and goes freely, and it is like a ghost, and no one can catch it.

When it comes to the realm of doppelgangers, Zhou Wen's soul can be divided into several, swimming in the world and the world, even if one soul is damaged, as long as the rest of the souls are unharmed, Zhou Wen will be unharmed.

And the Thousands of Laws is the ultimate realm of the Divine Soul's Laws, reaching the Thousands of Laws. In the light of Zhou Wen's thoughts, he turned into thousands of Dharma phases, a grain of dust, a drop of water, a Buddha, a Shura, etc., all of which could be Zhou Wen. As long as a drop of divine soul is immortal, Zhou Wen will not be extinguished, and he is really immortal.

Zhou Wen now has a comprehension of the realm of the soul law, and his heart is really beating and he is full of surprises. With the method of the soul, you can hide your physical body and walk in the world with your soul, which is invincible and eternal.

"The Great Burial Heavenly Law and the Law complement each other, and the dual cultivation of the spirit and soul will definitely reach the other side." Zhou Wen was suddenly full of confidence, "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful." ”

Immediately, he opened his eyes and was about to withdraw from the sea of knowledge, but he accidentally found that in the deep chaos, there was a trace of chaos that seemed to have been broken.

"Huh?" Zhou Wen was surprised. At that moment, he used the golden armor of the Virgin, and two wings were born under his shoulder blades, and he flew towards that place like a bolt of lightning.

"What is this?" Zhou Wen saw this broken chaotic land, a piece of cloth was spread out, and a thick black qi was coming out, with mottled blood stains on it, and monstrous blood qi surging out. And this cloth seems to be a human being, no, not this cloth, but in the package of this cloth, there is a baby the size of an inch, who is digging into the heavy chaos with one hand, feasting.

Immediately, Zhou Wen's hairs stood up, and a huge sense of horror came, and the one-inch baby suddenly looked at him and let out a weird laugh at himself. The laughter was so weird that it made Zhou Wen uneasy. Sure enough, in the next moment, a blood qi rushed into the sky and came towards Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen was shocked, and immediately danced his wings and retreated.

But it's too late, and the black hand that has turned into blood will wrap around his body. Suddenly, Zhou Wen felt a shock in the entire sea of consciousness space, and above the altar, the holy decree left by the Linglong Immortal suddenly emitted a fine light, and the black hand that was turned into blood and qi was shattered.

Zhou Wen had palpitations in his heart, and he felt his soul tremble just now. The black hand that the blood turned into was terrible.

"Is this the shroud and the baby?" Zhou Wen remembered that there was a child crawling on his shoulder in purgatory, but was forced to retreat by the spoon. "But how did they end up in my sea of consciousness?"

Zhou Wen was puzzled.

"And it seems that the holy decree left by the Linglong Immortal can only suppress this baby, and it can't be erased." Zhou Wen concluded. Immediately, he felt a little apprehensive in his heart, this is? Got into that trouble.

Moreover, Zhou Wen noticed that this baby seemed to be using this chaos as nourishment, feasting on the chaos, and growing, one day, the Linglong Immortal would not even be able to suppress it.

Zhou Wen's heart was heavy, he never expected to bring out these two terrifying things. This is a time bomb, if one day the holy decree of the Linglong Immortal cannot be suppressed, then the baby will devour his own sea of consciousness space, eat away at his will, and finally turn himself into a puppet, controlled by this baby.

The more Zhou Wen thought about it, the more terrifying he became, and now he was nourishing, nourishing the baby's growth. This is a devourer who will one day devour everything about himself. Looks like we'll have to find a way to fix it.

"It seems that I have to improve myself as soon as possible, this holy decree should still be suppressed for a while, I have to fight to step into the art realm during this time, and see if I can finally wear it out by myself." Zhou Wen muttered to himself. Now that the matter has come to this, it is not the time to complain, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.

"By the way, the Nine Tribulation Wheel Bottle can help me not to be crushed by that Yin and Yang grinding disc, so is it possible to suppress this baby?" Zhou Wen thought to himself, and then his mind moved, bringing the Nine Tribulation Wheel Bottle into the Sea of Knowledge space and placing it above this piece of chaos. A divine light flowed down from the Nine Tribulations Wheel Bottle, enveloping the baby.

The black aura on the baby's body gradually faded, and his complexion turned slightly whiter, no longer the fierce and vicious he used to be, but looked a little cute.

"It worked." Zhou Wen said, "The combination of the Nine Tribulation Wheel Bottle and the Divine Decree of the Linglong Immortal should be able to help me exchange for a long enough time. During this time, I have to hurry up my cultivation and step into the realm of art as soon as possible. ”

Immediately, he retreated from the sea space. The weather was getting darker, and the chill at the top of the hanging peak was even stronger. Zhou Wen looked into the distance, thinking of the shroud and the baby in the sea space, it was really like a fish in his throat, very uncomfortable.

"Maybe this is a test of God." Zhou Wen muttered to himself.