At this moment, the severe pain made Ye Qingyu feel that his soul trembled.

It's as if there's an invisible pair of scissors that's severing your soul little by little.

"Don't be cranky...... Less clay figures, condense the soul, and sense my will!"

The voice suddenly became excited, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, ringing in Ye Qingyu's mind.

For a while, Ye Qingyu no longer cared about using that unique perspective to look at his body at the top of the lonely peak that was engulfed by silver ice flames, but all his thinking and spiritual power were used to sense the power that pierced his soul, this feeling was as if someone was suddenly forcibly stuffing countless information in your mental memory, and it was almost like bursting your head.

"The true meaning of martial arts lies in the truth...... In this world, there are ten major martial arts true intentions, each of which is close to the power of the law, comprehend and master the true meaning of martial arts, can completely crush opponents in the same realm, and there are all kinds of magic, your body, flowing with the blood of the dragon god, I teach you the [Tianlong true meaning], the most suitable for your physique, feel it with your heart, you will forget the pain, once you completely master the [Tianlong true meaning], your mastery of power will far exceed countless top powerhouses, realize to the extreme, will reproduce the power of the ancient dragon......"

The voice kept ringing.

This person's strength is so strong that it makes people tremble, Ye Qingyu can't resist, so he can only let the other party do it.

Fortunately, this mysterious man doesn't seem to have bad intentions.

The spiritual will power that he forcibly injected into Ye Qingyu's soul would not cause much damage to Ye Qingyu's soul.

The whole process seems to last only a moment.

In the moment of lightning, everything was done.

"Okay, the seed of [Heavenly Dragon True Intention], I have already planted, whether you can comprehend it or not, and how much you comprehend, depends on your own creation......"

The voice sounded again.

The sharp stinging pain slowly faded like a tide.

Ye Qingyu felt that there was something more in his mind, but if he felt it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing, just a very peculiar feeling, as if it was gradually merging with his body's bloodline, just like a flash of inspiration many times, the passing glimmer of light was always far away, always close at hand, but it was always difficult to hold in his hand.

"Tianlong True Intentions...... Tenryu True Meaning ......"

Ye Qingyu was trying to understand.

Regarding the legend of the true meaning of the ten martial arts, Ye Qingyu had also seen it in ancient books, but it was too far away, and he didn't dare to think about it.

In the history of the Snow Country for nearly a hundred years, it is said that no one has ever comprehended any martial arts true meaning, even a top powerhouse such as [Youyan God of War] Lu Chaoge has never touched the true meaning of martial arts, in the history of the human race, those who have mastered the true meaning of martial arts have finally stepped into the realm of extreme powerhouses and become peaks in the martial arts world, and future generations can only look up to them, unable to cross.

So this time, for Ye Qingyu, it was really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He was desperately trying to capture the subtle and mysterious feeling in his soul.

This feeling is the seed of the [Heavenly Dragon True Intent] that the mysterious voice said.

Must master.

It would be infuriating to miss such an opportunity.

He didn't even have time to take care of the condition of his own body and body, and all his mind and will were devoted to this forcible perception.

Everything that happened in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

At this time, even if the world-destroying thunder exploded beside him, I was afraid that he would not be able to hear or see it.

Minutes ticked by.

The powerful martial will surging in the entire Snow Dragon Tomb space finally gradually quieted down.

In the void, the air flow changed slightly.

There was a faint cloud that slowly gathered together, and finally condensed into an illusory figure, appearing next to Ye Qingyu's body that was obliterated by the silver vision.

This person is taller than ordinary people, burly, like a little giant, wearing an ancient battle robe, wearing a golden helmet, and has a special majesty, as if he is an emperor who has traveled through time and space, but it is a pity that his body is like a cloud of smoke and clouds, as if it is a reflection in the water, extremely illusory, and there is no slightest fluctuation of life, let alone the slightest breath of strength, as if a gust of wind blows, it can blow away the figure condensed by this smoke and clouds, making him disappear between heaven and earth.

"Supreme Ice Flame...... Condensation!"

He looked at Ye Qingyu's flesh and body, and with a low snort, a smoke split out from his body, floating into the scorching silver flame.

In the next moment, the silver flame, which was beating wildly, suddenly stopped.

The flames froze like ice.

Ye Qingyu's physical body was also temporarily preserved.

After doing all this, the illusory figure looked away and stared blankly at the void around him.

"Millions of years have passed, and the body of the human race has changed too much...... The years are desolate, the vicissitudes of humanity, my relatives and friends have disappeared between heaven and earth, why do I still wake up......"

"I thought I was dead in that battle......

"The era of the Three Emperors is over, there are still Terrans in this world, the war of the year, could it be that the Terrans won......?

"This young man just said that now is the era of the Human Emperor, and this is the Heavenly Desolate Realm Snow Country...... Completely unfamiliar terms, millions of years, my time, has come to an end......"

The illusory figure of smoke muttered to himself, looking at his hands.

He was the master of the ocean-like martial will just now.

It was also the person who had been talking to Ye Qingyu just now.

Millions of years ago, he was also a giant who suppressed one side, dominated the luck of one side of heaven and earth, and was also one of the few people who climbed to the extreme between heaven and earth......

Millions of years later, the last wisp of his soul in the world has awakened.

In the past, a wisp of his divine soul was enough to instantly kill the strongest creatures between heaven and earth.

Now, this wisp of his soul is no longer the strength of the past, the vicissitudes of the years have passed, even he is inevitably weakened, feeling that his wisp of soul is like green smoke and beginning to dissipate bit by bit, feeling the power of heaven and earth in the void, he knows that his own era has completely disappeared.

"Why is this happening? What the hell is going on...... Why can't I feel the slightest breath of the old man...... Have all those old people of the past really fallen?"

He asked himself softly.

The Three Emperors of the Human Race, what a supreme existence they are, millions of years have passed, have they really disappeared?

And those alien demon gods, how could they fall when they kill the stars in a single thought?

And those evil enemies of the First World War, those creatures that were almost immortal, millions of years, can they really be turned into ashes?

He didn't believe it.

Everything that happened in the past years was really terrifying, such a terrifying enemy, even the three emperors of the human race and the ancient ancestors of the alien race were invincible, how could they be wiped out by the years?

What really happened back then?

It's a pity that everything is already unknowable.

All he knew was that he died in battle.

Now he has mysteriously awakened a wisp of spirit.

For a powerful person like him, the awakening of a wisp of spirit also means rebirth.

"Could it be that after I died, something happened that the Three Emperors retained my power and gave me the opportunity to live today?"

He pondered.

Suddenly waking up from a long slumber, everything changed.

Everything familiar in the past vanished, even if he was once as strong and powerful as him, he couldn't help but feel a burst of confusion, a spontaneous sense of loneliness, enveloping him.

He wanted to find answers to all his questions.

Where have the old and the enemy gone?

But first, he needs to regain his strength and cultivation.

His gaze fell on Ye Qingyu's flesh and body beside him that was dismantled by the Supreme Ice Flame.

"This young man met me today, it can be regarded as a chance, is it everything that has been arranged by Creation a long time ago, his body is as fragile as soot, but there is a dragon god blood flowing in his body, no wonder he can go deep into the Ice Throne, not being forbidden and killed by the outside, and he has been here...... This Supreme Ice Flame is compatible with his physique, since you have helped him, it is better to help him again, I wish him to fuse the Supreme Ice Flame......"

The figure of the illusory smoke cloud was moved.

Another wisp of white cloud qi differentiated from his body, and directly submerged into the solidified supreme ice flame.

The Supreme Ice Flame, which was originally stationary, immediately jumped and boiled again.

Then with a bang, it turned into thousands of ice and fire flames, as if they were living elves, flowing happily in the void, and finally thousands of them all attached to Ye Qingyu's physical body, submerged under the skin, and merged into Ye Qingyu's body bit by bit, and finally disappeared completely.

Just looking at the surface of Ye Qingyu's skin, a faint layer of silver frost soon appeared, and his eyebrows, hair, and beard were covered by silver frost, as if he was an iceman.

Then soon this layer of silver cream melted, and Ye Qingyu's skin became rosy and fresh.

But after dozens of breaths, that layer of silver frost came out again, enveloping Ye Qingyu's whole body, making his eyebrows, hair, and beard white again.

Then melt again.

Then there was silver frost.

This process lasted dozens of times.

After the last silver smile and the skin returned to ruddy, Ye Qingyu, who had been breathless like a corpse, finally opened his eyes slowly.

His expression was slightly stunned, and he looked down at his body, and then at his surroundings.

"I'm fine...... The spirit returned to the body...... I'm alright?!"

Ye Qingyu was overjoyed.

"Wangwang!" Xiao Jiu rushed over frantically, jumped onto Ye Qingyu's shoulder, and licked Ye Qingyu's cheek affectionately, "Master, you fell into the devil just now, you were burned by fire just now, your hair and beard are all white, the flames are rumbling, I thought you were going to blow up......"

You're going to blow up.

Ye Qingyu felt that this foodie was a little bit bad at talking.

However, when he thought of seeing Xiao Jiu frantically protecting himself from the perspective of a strange state before, he was also moved in his heart.

"Young man, you have a brilliant understanding, and I am surprised. The illusory smoke cloud figure next to him smiled and spoke.

Only then did Ye Qingyu notice the phantom around him.

"You...... Senior, it's you! You are ......" Ye Qingyu was startled, and immediately heard from the voice, this illusory figure was the mysterious voice-

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