The power of the Crown of Light spread down, and after making He Yiming feel as if he was a god in the world, he began to radiate this power to the outside world.

The dragon snake at the top of the peak suddenly opened its giant eyes, and there was a glimmer of fierce light in them.

As the owner of Devil's Cry Ridge, of course, it can feel this power of light that is completely opposed to the power it has, and the power of this light is even more powerful, even if it has a strong sense of threat.

In fact, in terms of the size of the dragon snake, its own strength is far greater than that of humans.

No matter how far a human being has cultivated, it is always impossible to compete with such a behemoth in terms of pure strength due to his size.

Just as in the past, when it left the Devil's Crying Ridge and went out to fight with the Huangquan Ancestor, no matter how many times the Huangquan Ancestor hit it, the dragon snake thought that someone was itching it, and didn't pay attention to it at all. On the contrary, as long as it hit the Huangquan Ancestor, it would immediately make that humane peak powerhouse retreat with hatred.

This is the difference between the physique of human beings and powerful holy beasts, a ravine that cannot be crossed in the realm of humanity.

Of course, the exceptions are those Shinto people who can control the power of heaven and earth.

Shinto is a realm that breaks the limits of living beings, and in this realm, the level of strength is no longer determined by the size of the individual, but by the power of heaven and earth that can be controlled.

However, at this moment, the dragon snake suddenly had this feeling, the young man who was cultivating had a power that made it feel afraid, if this power grew, then it might really be able to suppress it.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the huge eyes of the dragon snake blinked incomprehensibly, could it be that this guy was actually promoting to the Divine Dao?

The white horse thunderbolt and the treasure pig also diverted their attention, but they did not go over to check on them.

Because when He Yiming fought with Franklin, they already knew that He Yiming also had a bright physique, but at this moment, cultivating the power of light in this place full of yin and evil qi was definitely a new initiative.

However, no one knew that He Yiming was in a crisis at this moment.

He was going through the same process of infinite temptation that Franklin had experienced.

The power of light is so powerful that anyone can indulge in it without the ability to resist after feeling the illusion of omnipotence like a god.

Strength, this is the cultivators' infinite thirst for strength. They are even willing to give up everything for the sake of greater power.

At this moment, He Yiming clearly felt that his body and his inner world were all sending longing messages towards this bright force.

Familiar images flashed through my mind, the white horse thunder and lightning devouring the silver eel king's inner dan, the hundred and eight taking the white stone, the treasure pig refining in the magma, and even the unsane Shinto blood condensers absorbing the power of their minds and the souls who died there in the temple catastrophe.

He Yiming's heart vaguely had a feeling that he had seen through everything.

All of this is because of the thirst for power. This has been integrated into the instinct of every living being, whether it is intentional or unintentional, they have only one purpose, that is, to improve their strength as much as possible, so that they can continue to move closer to the top of the biological chain.

With a long exhale, He Yiming, who was shrouded in light, showed a smile on his face, they are like this, why shouldn't they be like this!

Maybe it's because of his emotion at this time, and because he sees through some of the essence of living beings. His heart beat violently, and the powerful sound was like a drum about to go into battle, filling every inch of his body with fighting spirit and strength.

They can all do this, how can they be left behind!

The golden crown on his head suddenly dimmed for a moment, and then there was a hint of a strange light.

At the moment when He Yiming gained some kind of enlightenment, powerful forces surged within the Chaos Dantian, and these forces also rushed into his meridians and all parts of his body.

This is the power of chaos, the power of the Origin that can contain all attributes. In the face of this force, no matter how powerful the light power is, it is difficult to cause any temptation and control to He Yiming.

He Yiming's body suddenly shuddered, and his spirit suddenly woke up from the boundless reverie and god-like feeling.

Although he could still feel the pleasure brought by the power of light in his body, his heart was already cold, and his body became cold and sweaty.

He remembered Franklin's eventual end, the tragic sight of his body dying because his body could not withstand too much force. He thought of the Holy Dragon Master he had seen in the realm of life and death, and because of the lack of power of heaven and earth, he could not go further, and he was about to become a divine beast.

These are all living examples, and they are constantly being demonstrated in his mind at this moment.

He had the feeling that if he was in the same state as he was and continued, then what awaited him was the same ending as Franklin.

He inhaled deeply, the cold, sinister gas inhaled into his abdomen, and his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

At this time, although the huge power of light was still shrouded in He Yiming's body, it was no longer able to confuse He Yiming's mind and body.

He hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to control the omnipresent chaotic power in his body, and through this most primitive power, he came to the power surrounded by light and darkness in the dantian.

Unexpectedly, under this contact, the originally unruly power of light became obedient, and under his control, it began to retreat a little bit, giving up the territory that was originally occupied.

And those dark forces that gradually tend to decline do not hesitate to fill these spaces.

He Yiming tried to control the dark forces with a sinister aura again, and the result also made him overjoyed, because these dark forces were also like an arm.

At this moment, he vaguely understood.

The power of light and darkness is certainly a pair of opposing forces, but like the power of the five elements, they also have a mutually reinforcing relationship.

With his chaotic physique, once he completely controls one of the powers, then the control of the other force is a matter of course, and it is a natural thing.

His heart was filled with infinite emotion.

Crisis and opportunity always coexist.

After he successfully maintained himself under the power of light, he finally seized this rare opportunity to use the power of chaos as a guide to truly grasp the huge power of light in the dantian.

This time it's a real complete mastery, like the command that controls ordinary forces as much as they want.

It was only at this moment that He Yiming breathed a long sigh of relief.

He opened his eyes, and the light power in his body disappeared like a receding tide, leaving no trace behind.

A hint of luck flashed in He Yiming's eyes, and he knew that he had inexplicably been recognized by the power of light in this situation.

Looking at the surrounding environment, the top of the Ghost Crying Ridge that was full of eerie ghosts, He Yiming secretly rejoiced in his heart that he had put on the crown of light in this place.

Fortunately, he was able to withstand the test of this power when the power of light was weakened to the maximum, and finally escaped in one fell swoop with the special ability of the Chaos Dantian, and finally truly mastered the power of light.

If he, like Franklin, wore this crown in the bright environment of the temple, then he would probably enter the same fate as His Majesty the Pope, because he couldn't control his own ** and desperately absorbed and manipulated the power that did not belong to him and finally exploded to death.

A large amount of yin and evil qi poured into He Yiming's body, and converged towards the dantian.

He Yiming retracted his thoughts, and he focused all his attention on the place where the light and darkness flowed.

The power of light and darkness formed a wonderful cycle within his dantian, and it was the powerful power generated by this cycle that fused all the divine weapons and divine powers.

They are like a flowing Great Wall, guarding He Yiming's most powerful force.

Under He Yiming's deliberate control, the power of light began to weaken, and the endless Yin Qi filled it again, and the two forces reached a delicate balance here, and finally each occupied half of the country's position.

He Yiming felt this flowing power, and a thought suddenly surged in his heart.

When this thought appeared, his mood was surging and he could no longer suppress it.

The power of light and darkness began to slowly merge together in his dantian, not because one force was too strong and oppressed the living space of another force, but because these two completely different forces were in the process of real fusion.

Just like Franklin and Garfield did, the two powers were perfectly fused together, forming a combination of light and darkness like the cycle of the five elements.

Although above the sea, He Yiming has also done this. However, the power of light and darkness he unleashed was nothing more than a fusion outside his body.

The integration in the body and the integration in the dantian are two completely different things, and the difficulty is not the same.

Before today, even He Yiming had never thought that he would be able to form such a super-level power of light and darkness within the dantian. But at this moment, when he completely grasped the power of light and darkness, he was truly moved.