However, the more you get to the end of the dangling path, the more frequent the spatial rifts appear.

This time, Xu Yang only insisted on reaching the middle of the suspended path, and he didn't have time to distort the space, and was cut into four sections by three spatial cracks that attacked at the same time.

The incarnation of the mind was shattered again, and Xu Yang's mind was bounced back into his body, and his face became even paler.

"Cultivation of the Spirit...... Visualize the starry sky of the universe. Xu Yang closed his eyes slightly, and began to operate the nameless spiritual cultivation technique that Xue'er had taught him, imagining the endless vast universe in his mind.

In the universe that Xu Yang visualized, the stars and light points continued to emit bright light, converging towards Xu Yang, helping Xu Yang slowly replenish the loss of mental power.

A few hours later, Xu Yang made up for the loss of mind caused by the destruction of the two mental incarnations. He took out the octave spar again, condensed the power of his mind into an avatar, and invested it in the spar space.

Re-enter the light curtain leading to the fourth layer of space to meet the test of the spatial rift. This time, Xu Yang tried his best to perceive the distortion of the spatial trajectory, and deflected the spatial cracks that slashed over one after another. He had made it all the way to the second half of the suspended path before he was defeated by more and more spatial cracks and slashes, and his mind avatar was shattered.

At this time, Xu Yang was still about fifty zhang away from the light gate at the end of the hanging path.

In this way, every time Xu Yang's mental incarnation was shattered, he would run the spiritual cultivation technique, visualize the starry sky of the universe, repair and replenish the spiritual power, and then condense the incarnation again to break through the trial of the hanging path.

In this process of constant repetition, Xu Yang's mental strength is gradually improving. His grasp of the trajectory of space is also becoming clearer and clearer, and on the suspended path, he persists for longer and longer distances, and is far from the light gate of customs clearance. It's getting closer.

The perimeter of the ruins of Boya.

The Terran Alliance, Gu Hong Ancestor led a group of strong people, living in a flying palace, and confronted the palace of the three major factions from afar.

"It's been a whole month...... No one has yet emerged from the ruins of Boya. Could it be that they have all been lost in the ruins?" said a human race in the palace, puzzled.

"It's very likely. After all, the Boya Ruins are immortal relics, and it can be said that it is effortless to kill a group of world-honored powerhouses. This view was echoed.

"Then we are still blocking out of the ruins and doing something, just go back to cultivate. Someone said.

Not only within the Terran coalition, but also among the three major factions, this pessimistic view is also quietly spreading.

It's just that the leaders of the three major factions, as well as the Gu Hong Ancestor of the Terran Alliance, all rejected the Jian Yì that Shizun left under his command. Continue to wait in the outer star field of the Boya Ruins. The World-Honored Observers they sent took turns to monitor the situation at the ruins.

Two more days passed.

"Gu Hong Ancestor!" the World Venerable, who was watching the ruins of Boya, hurriedly rushed into the palace.

"What's going on?" Gu Hong Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged in the Flying Palace, opened his eyes slightly.

"I, I can't tell...... Go and take a look!" the World-Honored powerhouse seemed to be in a hurry.

Gu Hong's eyes narrowed, and in the next moment, his figure disappeared straight into the palace.

In the outer space of the Boya Star, the location of the virtual shadow of the original Boya ruins. There was nothing left at the moment, only a vast starry sky, as if there had never been a single immortal relic here.

The figure of Gu Hong Ancestor. Suddenly appearing in the starry sky, he frowned and said, "What's going on? Is it the ghost of the three major factions?"

"Hmph, old man Gu Hong, pay attention to your words!"

A grand aura also flew out from the flying palace of the powerhouses of the three major factions opposite, and the person at the head was none other than the Soul Saint Emperor. He looked at the empty starry sky. His face was also ugly, and he said: "Old man Gu Hong, I also doubt that your human race has done something to use the ruins of Boya to kill the powerhouses of our three major factions!"

"Hmph. Gu Hong Ancestor did not answer.

"It seems...... The old man's guess came true. Kunlun Immortal Sect Ancestor, Lu Yu Saint shook his head and sighed, "It is normal for the Boya ruins to disappear - this indicates that the people who broke through the level have all failed and been wiped out by the ruins. This time the opening of the Boya ruins ended like this, that's all. ”

"This can't be ......," Gu Hong's ancestor frowned.

"Well, now that the Boya ruins have been closed, there's no point in staying here any longer, let's go back. Lu Yu Saint turned around and led a group of powerhouses from the Evergreen Heaven faction to leave this star field.

The Barbarian Clan factions, under the leadership of the Soul Bound Saint Emperor, also left the Boya Star Domain and returned to their respective headquarters.

The starry sky, which originally stretched with many flying palaces, suddenly became deserted at this time.

"Old Ancestor Gu Hong, let's go back too, alas, Sect Master Xu Yang and Ye Xiu Shizun, only the two of them got the opportunity to enter the Boya Ruins, and they were already weak. So many of the three major factions have fallen, and it is really difficult for the two of them to have a chance of surviving. Someone stepped forward and said.

The old man didn't believe it...... Xu Yang would fall so lightly. Gu Hong Ancestor shook his head, a trace of dazedness flashed in his eyes. Could it be that the prophecy written by the patriarch is false?

Shaking his head fiercely, Gu Hong Ancestor said, "Wait and see." ”

The inner hall of the Boya ruins, in the forbidden realm.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged, and the spiritual incarnation once again merged into the octave crystal, and came to the familiar place of testing on the hanging path.

"I've failed many times, but each time, there has been a slight improvement. Last time, I almost touched the portal on the fourth floor, but it fell short. This time, I must succeed!"

Xu Yang's mind incarnated, and he stepped straight onto the suspended path and walked forward quickly. Behind him, with every step, a small section of dangling path collapsed and fell.

Above Xu Yang's body, the fluctuations of the laws of space poured out, distorting all the spatial cracks that came at him, grazing his body and whistling past.

Xu Yang walked faster and faster, and soon reached the second half of the suspended path. His face gradually became solemn, because in the second half, the frequency and size of spatial cracks had increased significantly.

Ten zhang forward again, there were five spatial cracks, like five long knives, criss-crossing and cutting. Xu Yang exhaled, pushed out his palms flatly, opened his five fingers, and suddenly rotated outward!

With the movement of Xu Yang's hands, the majestic spatial fluctuations poured out, and the surrounding spatial trajectory seemed to be controlled by Xu Yang, and quickly twisted to both sides! The five spatial cracks that originally cut vertically and horizontally towards Xu Yang turned into five crescent-like semi-circular arcs, passing through the top of Xu Yang's head and the left and right sides of his body.

"Ten more zhang forward!" Xu Yang's figure moved forward quickly, and he was already very close to the light gate. This is also his best result in the past.

Silently, there were seven spatial cracks, which were formed again and cut towards Xu Yang. These seven spatial cracks sealed almost all the angles around Xu Yang's body, making it impossible for him to dodge.

"It's this wave of ......" Xu Yang held his breath, his palms reached out again, and he turned his palms sharply! The majestic spatial fluctuations emerged, and one after another spatial trajectories were distorted.

Six, a full six spatial cracks, were bent into a semi-circular arc by Xu Yang by means of distorting space, and brushed his body through. However, although the last vertical split spatial crack was twisted into a twisted shape, its sharp corners were still aimed at Xu Yang's chest and cut directly.

Xu Yang's body suddenly bent backwards, and an iron plate bridge gave way to the edge of this spatial crack. The sharp corners of the cracks in the space were almost cut out flat against the tip of Xu Yang's nose, which made Xu Yang break out in a cold sweat.

“...... It worked, it finally worked!"

Xu Yang's heart was lifted, he stood up straight, strode to the end of the hanging path, and stepped directly into the light door.

Octave Crystal, the fourth layer of space.

The light flashed, and Xu Yang's spiritual incarnation appeared in this fourth layer of space.

In the fourth layer of the octave crystal, mirrors float in the air. On top of these mirrors, there is a faint flow of light, which is different from ordinary mirrors.

"Logically speaking, when you enter the fourth layer of space, you can intuitively see the trajectory of space folding, and comprehend the law of space folding that can only be comprehended by the eighth tribulation of the World-Honored One. In this case, among these mirrors, there must be a hidden mystery of space folding. ”

Xu Yang sank down, his eyes showed a strange light, and he watched the spatial trajectory in this fourth-layer spar space.

Thin lines of spatial trajectories manifested in Xu Yang's eyes. These thin lines of spatial trajectories crisscross each other, but they are extremely straight, completely different from the unpredictable and constantly distorting spatial trajectories in the triple space in front of them.

Follow the thin line of spatial trajectory upwards until it reaches one of the mirrors. Xu Yang suddenly discovered that just above the mirror, there was a fault in the spatial trajectory!

"Strangely, it stands to reason that there will be no faults in the spatial trajectory, unless there is a spatial rift. Xu Yang watched carefully, but he didn't notice the existence of the spatial crack at all.

With the idea of giving it a try, Xu Yang walked to one of the mirrors. Anyway, if you die here, you will only lose a mental incarnation.

Xu Yang came to the first hanging mirror, and through the mirror, what he saw was not his own image, but the image of another mirror about ten feet away after the mirror.

Xu Yang was even more curious and puzzled. He hesitated slightly, and finally took a step towards the mirror.

The surface of the suspended mirror, like a wave of water, engulfed Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang only felt a slight trance, and the whole person had disappeared in place. When he reappeared, it was in front of the second hanging mirror. Here, it is ten feet away from the first hanging mirror. (To be continued......)