Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness was scattered, and only a trace of residual consciousness remained. This wisp of residual consciousness continued to devour the power of the spiritual consciousness around it, and every time it didn't wait for the ancient heaven's spiritual consciousness to grow, the spiritual consciousness storm appeared, smashing the ancient heaven's spiritual consciousness. Turning into a wisp of residual consciousness again, Gu Tian constantly suffered the pain of having his spiritual consciousness torn apart, and the pain was simply painful for him!

Gu Tian does not have the slightest fear of death now, and for him now, death is a relief. Gu Tian really wanted to give up, he wanted to sleep like this, annihilate in this spiritual storm, and no longer have to bear this endless pain. The remnants of the ancient heavens wandered back and forth, swaying in the storm, like a flat boat on the sea, swept by the wind and waves, and could capsize at any time.

Gu Tian's consciousness was unconscious, but the pain of the spiritual storm made him wake up, and the heavens seemed to be punishing him, not letting him sleep, but making him look at himself soberly and feel the pain clearly. Several times Gu Tian passed out in a coma, and then his spiritual sense was torn apart and he woke up again, such a torment, no one can know!

"Just go like this, I can't do anything about it...... Gu Tian's consciousness was scattered, drowsy, he was already on the verge of collapse, as soon as this thought appeared, it spread wildly, and the remnants of consciousness instantly withered, a dead gray color, slowly wandering towards the spiritual consciousness storm, actually trying to kill himself.

"Heaven is going to kill me, how dare I not die?"

"The long-cherished wish that cannot be fulfilled in this life can only wait for the next life......"

"In the next life, I don't want to be a cultivator anymore, I'd rather be a mortal, living an ordinary life, birth, old age, sickness and death, isn't it a kind of happiness?"

Gu Tian's consciousness wandered, he saw through life and death, and he never had a time when he longed for death and liberation as much as he did now. Death was no longer a trace of fear for him. Gu Tian's remnant consciousness slowly wandered towards the spiritual consciousness storm, so let this storm come more violently! End my humble life! Gu Tian's remnant consciousness was full of dead ashes, and with determination, he went straight to the Yellow Spring.

The Purple Mountain Ancestor opened his eyes and looked at the ancient sky in front of him, speechless. He knew what kind of pain Gu Tian was suffering now, and watching Gu Tian approach the storm little by little, he had obviously given up resistance and sought another kind of relief. The Purple Mountain Ancestor sighed faintly, how could he not know such pain? He had survived for hundreds of years with a wisp of his remnant soul, and who could know the pain in it? He had already seen through life and death, and he was relieved to see that Gu Tian would no longer resist.

"Hey......"

The Purple Mountain Ancestor sighed and echoed in this space, he didn't persuade Gu Tian, just let him go, maybe this is his best choice. After all, he was still just a child, and he was suffering from painful suffering at an age when he should have been safe and worry-free, and the Purple Mountain Ancestor couldn't help but feel a little regretful and guilty in his heart, did he really do something wrong?

"Heaven is going to kill me, it's really heaven is going to kill me, hahaha......" Purple Mountain Ancestor's Yuan Shen Zhao Ran laughed, that laughter was full of mockery, I don't know whether to mock the sky without eyes, or to mock his own incompetence, Purple Mountain Ancestor has fallen into madness.

Gu Tian was still unmoved, and the trace of spiritual sense slowly wandered towards the storm, and he was already determined to die.

In the Storm Altar, Gu Tian's body curled up on the ground, there was no trace of pain on his face, and he became very peaceful, a dead gray color climbed up from his face, and his whole body was full of death, and it seemed that he would not live long.

Another storm of spiritual consciousness struck, and Gu Tian's remnant consciousness was swept into it, but in an instant, Gu Tian's remnant consciousness was dispersed again...... However, Gu Tian did not have a trace of pain, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief, he was finally relieved......

Gu Tian in the Storm Altar, his face was safe, and the aura of death quickly climbed over his head, and the whole person was full of dead air, and there was no trace of life, and what was left in the altar was probably that body.

Wu clan, Dieyu sat quietly in his room, looking at the half jade pendant in his hand. Suddenly, Dieyu seemed to be aware of it, and her spiritual sense dispersed.

"Finally, you still can't hold on......" Dieyu muttered softly, and her figure left the place with a single movement, and came to the outside of the Storm Altar. Dieyu looked at Gu Tian, his spiritual sense had already dispersed, and his right hand was raised to take Gu Tian's corpse away, after all, this was his disciple, and he always had to give him an explanation. However, as soon as Dieyu stretched out her hand, she paused. Although Gu Tian died, the Purple Mountain Ancestor must still be in Gu Tian's body, if he moved Gu Tian's physical body, the Purple Mountain Ancestor would inevitably take the opportunity to take it, which was not the slightest difficulty for him.

Dieyu put down her hand, and turned around and left directly, without looking at the ancient sky again.

The Wind and Thunder Mountain Range, the two main peaks, above the Tianfeng Peak, the wind here is extremely violent, and ordinary people can't stand at all. And on top of it, the two figures were cultivating, naturally it was Yang Han and the six elders.

Yang Han's face was more resolute than before, and there was also more coldness, she seemed to be aware of it during her cultivation, her eyes opened, and she looked into the distance, a little stunned, and there was some sadness in her eyes

"Are you really not coming back......"

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A hidden place on the continent. This place is extremely secluded, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth is extremely strong.

Between the shades of the woods, an attic stands quietly, and beyond the attic is an extremely wide place, with birds singing and flowers, and it is a fairyland on earth.

Outside the attic, two people sat upright, one of them was a young girl, with a delicate face and an indifferent temperament, who was sitting quietly on the ground meditating and cultivating, and opposite her, an old woman sat quietly aside, looking at the girl from time to time, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

At this moment, the cultivating girl frowned slightly, covered her chest with her hands, and opened her eyes, her eyes full of fear. His chest rose and fell violently, his face was full of pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his cheeks, wetting his clothes. It was a feeling so familiar, the last time it was a few years ago, and it was after that time that she had come out. And this time the pain in my chest was even more intense, and I don't know what will happen.

The old woman hurriedly got up, came to the girl, put one hand on the girl's pulse, and frowned slightly, but she couldn't see the slightest abnormality.

"What happened?" asked the old woman with a nervous face.

I saw that the girl's face was full of pear blossoms and rain, and she actually laughed, but then it was gloomy and cloudy, and her face was worried

"He's not dead, he's not dead!" the girl murmured, and instead grabbed the old woman's hands beside her and fell to her knees

"Master, I'm going down the mountain!"