After immersing himself in the desolation and misery of the boundary sea for a long time, Zhang Zhe's mind finally calmed down, but he could never forget this feeling, kept this desolation in the depths of his heart, and urged him to practice.

Zhang Zhe's mind calmed down, the rich and indissolable sadness on his body finally dissipated, and the human universe infected by him gradually returned to normal, and all beings stopped crying, regained their ability to think, and began to look for the source of this great sadness.

It's a pity that they can only return in vain, and they can't find any clues.

However, for a while, rumors spread throughout the universe, and there were even many people who supported the idea that the universe was about to be destroyed and all living beings were sad.

Although Zhang Zhe's mood has recovered, he is still affected by this sadness, and his temperament has changed a lot, and from the outside world, he feels that his whole person is very gloomy, exuding a strong negative aura.

However, this aura has been blocked by him in himself, and it will not affect the outside world, otherwise this universe will be infected by Zhang Zhe's aura for a long time, lose its vitality, and eventually perish.

At this time, Zhang Zhe's crystal clear Dao heart was still sad, and he was too deeply infected by the boundary sea to recover for a while.

Even Zhang Zhe couldn't practice under such circumstances, it really made this great sadness infect his avenue, and his future cultivation would go astray.

If you want to continue to practice, you must clear this sadness, and the Dao heart will be restored to perfection, and only a normal Zhang Zhe can practice further.

But Zhang Zhe looked at the dark Dao Heart but didn't make a move.

Zhang Zhe was thinking about how to collect this sadness, this is the sadness condensed by the desperate impact of countless creatures in the Dark Age Realm, even Zhang Zhe can be infected, if he can use it well, it can be a killing weapon.

Thinking like this, Zhang Zhe's mind and Dao heart merged, and his consciousness was directly in contact with the sadness, feeling this sadness at a deep level.

At the moment of contact, Zhang Zhe felt endless sorrow welling up in his heart, as if he had returned to ancient times again and heard the wails of endless creatures in the boundary sea.

This time, Zhang Zhe was no longer seized by this sadness, and the wailing of endless creatures hit his heart, but he was as steady as a rock and was no longer affected at all.

Of course, this is not that Zhang Zhe has lost his compassion for sentient beings, but that he chooses to face the pain of sentient beings and keep in mind their sorrow.

Zhang Zhe's mind is in harmony with the Dao heart, which is to merge with endless sadness, and let go of his heart and let the sadness impact his heart.

While Zhang Zhe is in contact with sadness, he also chooses to infiltrate in reverse, blending his soul with sadness, and feeling the meaning of every trace of sadness.

After a long time, Zhang Zhe finally used his heart to accommodate all his sorrows, and it occupied a full eighth of his mind.

Then Zhang Zhe used his mind as a traction, condensing all the sorrow to the depths of the Dao heart, and finally formed a miserable white rosary, which was separated from the Dao heart by Zhang Zhe.

The rosary suddenly appeared on Zhang Zhe's chest, only the size of a finger's belly, and the miserable white tone was filled with endless desolation, which caused endless sadness in his heart and could not extricate himself.

The moment the rosary appeared, the heavens and the earth were affected by the rosary, as if they lost their hue in an instant, leaving only endless desolation.

The rosary fused one-eighth of Zhang Zhe's mind, coupled with the desperate wails of countless creatures in the boundary sea, just a trace of sadness unintentionally emitted, it was not something that a true immortal could bear, if the power of the rosary was completely triggered, the mind of the immortal king giant would also be affected instantly.

Of course, Zhang Zhe will not let him affect the heavens and the earth, the endless sorrow has not yet emanated, and his mind turns, so he absorbs the sorrow back and turns it into an ordinary bead, but it still seeps into people.

The ordinary rosary was divided into two, flew into Zhang Zhe's eyes, and turned into two pools of crystal tears, which were stored in Zhang Zhe's eyes, flashing a trace of sadness from time to time, making Zhang Zhe more mature.

got this treasure, but Zhang Zhe didn't have much joy, if he could, he would rather not.

After receiving the tears of injury, Zhang Zhe sat quietly in the center of the immortal land, looking at the front with blank eyes, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

The grief is too huge, and Zhang Zhe's mind is completely integrated with him, and he is seriously infected and needs time to recover.

After three years of meditation, Zhang Zhe finally came out of his grief, his eyes gradually brightened, and his mind finally recovered.

came back to his senses, but Zhang Zhe sighed lightly, and his sigh contained endless sadness.

Although he came out of his grief, Zhang Zhe's mind was still not completely calm, and he was not suitable for retreat, and needed time to recover.

Infected by grief, Zhang Zhe's heart is now dim, he doesn't want to move at all, he lies flat on the ground, quietly looking at the sky, and his thoughts are flying.

Zhang Zhe seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything, just lay quietly, feeling the breeze of Hexun blowing across his face, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on his body, there was quite a literary and artistic atmosphere of quiet years.

In this warm atmosphere, Zhang Zhe slowly closed his eyes, and finally fell asleep quietly.

The flowers bloomed and fell, the clouds rolled up, Zhang Zhe who was lying on the ground did not exude any breath, nor did he wake up at all, it was quiet and abnormal, snakes, insects, rats and ants crawled over him, completely as if Zhang Zhe did not exist, but he never hurt him.

Time passed, and Zhang Zhe's sleep was a year.

Zhang Zhe woke up from his deep sleep, the suppressed sadness on his body had completely disappeared, and he returned to the supreme immortal king who was gentle and unhurried.

After a year of sleep, Zhang Zhe finally swept away all his sad emotions, and his mind returned to calm and natural, but he could never forget the miserable and desperate wails of hundreds of millions of creatures in the ancient realm sea that echoed in the depths of his heart.

Zhang Zhe's heart has regained calm, and he is no longer affected by sadness, but he just keeps this grief in the bottom of his heart and urges him to practice.

Everything returned to normal, Zhang Zhe regrouped his mind and began to regain his sense of the fluctuation of the fairy sword.

The mind fused with the fluctuations of the fairy sword again, dreaming back to ancient times, and seeing the miserable scene of the withering of all beings again, Zhang Zhe was already able to look at it calmly, no longer affected by it, and focused on comprehending the fluctuations of the fairy sword.

At this moment, Zhang Zhe's mind seemed to be attached to something, and that thing was moving forward at a speed that he couldn't even react to.

It's just that he can't react, but he can't see things on both sides clearly, he just knows how to move forward, move forward, and move forward again.

Unstoppable, unstoppable!

No matter what lies ahead, tear it apart, pierce it, and rush through it.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Zhe couldn't even see what was in front of him, and he had already penetrated it, leaving it far behind.

And it is indestructible, Zhang Zhe can't feel the impact at all, and the edge will penetrate the object in front of him.

However, no matter how sharp it is, it is only a sharp edge after all, and there are still impenetrable things.

When encountering an impenetrable object, Zhang Zhe made contact with it, but the thing that fused with Zhang Zhe was too sharp, and no matter what appeared in front of him, it would be cut off instantly.

Only after coming into contact with the object did Zhang Zhe know that he was at the forefront of the possessed thing, and it was only the tiniest part of it, the small one was almost invisible, less than one billionth of its body.

Zhang Zhe tried to move his mind backwards to contact the body of the possessed object, but it may have something to do with the fact that he only fused this part of the fluctuation, and his mind was stuck here and could not enter the rear.

Even if the avenue in the rear and the part of the fluctuation that Zhang Zhe fused with were the same avenue, he couldn't penetrate into it and touch the body in the rear.

This situation made Zhang Zhe quite depressed, obviously the Supreme Dao was in front of him, but he couldn't get in touch with it, for a cultivator like him, there was nothing more cruel than this.

Unable to explore the rear, Zhang Zhe turned his gaze to the outside world.

Although the speed of the body is extremely fast, Zhang Zhe can't see the things around him clearly, but he can still capture some pictures and have a general understanding of the surrounding situation.

As expected, this is still the Boundary Sea, but above the Boundary Sea.

According to Zhang Zhe's guess, that fluctuation was a trace of fluctuation carried by the fluctuation of a type of immortal sword, and this type of divine power should be cut out by the Emperor of the Wasteland for a strong enemy, and the battlefield was above the boundary sea.

Now, Zhang Zhe is looking forward to the enemy that appears in front of him, he really wants to see who can become the enemy of the Emperor of the Wasteland, and he wants to know what period it is now, whether the Emperor of the Wasteland will fight the three quasi-Immortal Emperors alone or the final battle with the corpse Immortal Emperor.

But the result disappointed Zhang Zhe, he didn't encounter any enemies, and the fairy sword didn't kill anyone, just kept stabbing forward.

Zhang Zhe was a little disappointed that he didn't encounter the enemy, but he immediately looked forward to it, since it was not against the enemy, what was the purpose of this sword?

With such a powerful sword, Zhang Zhe didn't know what role it had besides fighting against the Immortal Emperor, except for the Immortal Emperor, the entire realm sea should not be worthy of the existence of this sword.

Zhang Zhe was attached to the fairy sword, and kept flying forward, with the extreme speed of the fairy sword, he flew for a long time, but he still didn't fly out of the Heavenly Realm Sea, I have to say that the Heavenly Realm Sea is boundless.

Just when Zhang Zhe felt a little bored, the fairy sword suddenly stopped, from extremely static to extremely moving, without any warning, and without a little time interval, the stop was so abrupt, Zhang Zhe was a little unable to adapt, feeling dizzy and swollen.

"Huh?"

Just as Zhang Zhe was adapting to the abrupt turn, a soft sound reached his ears, and Zhang Zhe was sure that this soft sound was directed at him.

It's been discovered!

How is this possible!

Zhang Zhe was taken aback, the other party was so powerful that his existence could be discovered.

You must know that although he now says that he is dreaming back to ancient times and attaching to the fairy sword supernatural power, the real situation is not the case, he is now just using the copied fairy sword fluctuations to watch the experience of the real fairy sword fluctuations, but it is just a super hologram, as if he really experienced it.

But it's not that he crossed the endless time and space, returned to antiquity, and really reached that era.

But just in this case, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven actually discovered him!

How powerful is that!

After a sigh, Zhang Zhe felt the gaze, not the gaze of the person looking at the fairy sword supernatural power, but a gaze across endless time and space and descended on him!

Being stared at by this gaze, Zhang Zhe didn't even dare to move, let alone look at him, his mind was completely absorbed.

"I see. ”

Just when Zhang Zhe trembled under this terrifying gaze, this voice sounded in his ears, the sound was not loud, but there was a deafening feeling, the sound came into his ears, Zhang Zhe felt that his soul was trembling.

Fortunately, the other party obviously had no malicious intent, just glanced at Zhang Zhe, and after saying a word, he was silent, and his gaze at Zhang Zhe was directly withdrawn.

Feeling the pressure on his body disappear, Zhang Zhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to move, and waited for another half a day before cautiously asking, "Senior, are you still there?"