Chapter Eighty-Three: Shang Xuan (II)
"Why?" In the starry sky, Yun Yun found the figure of the God King.
"You're not dumb, hahaha!" the God-King laughed.
"Why!" Yun Yun repeated angrily.
"If we can't purify this realm completely, then what's the point of destroying it, even if it's just a little bit of filth, we can't bear it. The God King said nonchalantly.
Judging by his expression, destroying a realm is like stepping on an ant, and there is no need for a reasonable reason, as long as it doesn't go your way, then do it.
"Do you still have a conscience? Just because of this, you are going to do something that is ruining your soul?" Yun Yun asked, pointing to the God King's nose, and the mask on his face also bloomed with a fairy brilliance that could not be looked at.
"Conscience, a word I haven't heard in years—" The God-King squinted and disappeared into the starry sky.
Seeing this, Yun Yun couldn't help but clench her fists, and the source in her left eye also emerged one by one.
"What do you want to do?" the bitter old man was startled.
In the next moment, Yuan Chao flew out of Yun Yun's eyes, expanding like the last time he turned into a cage... Swell... Until it enveloped the entire astral body where she had lived for a long time.
This is her full strength, and she can only save this one star.
Blood spilled into the socket of her left eye, but she didn't know it.
Returning to this astral body, she found that all things had withered, and all beings had long since been lost.
In this shattered mortal spirit world, there is only this one star left, and if it weren't for the monks, it would have become a purgatory.
"You say, if I hadn't made a move that day, wouldn't it have been like this?" Yun Yun muttered to herself.
"It's not your fault. The bitter old man didn't continue to say this, but responded lightly.
"It's my fault..."Yun Yun muttered, retracting the source and giving up this useless work.
Standing in the shattered space storm of the world, violent energy streams passed by her, and cold spatial rifts appeared beside her, unable to make her recover from her daze.
It wasn't until everything around her was back in chaos that she looked into the distance in despair.
"I, who will cause trouble, do not have the right to live in a peaceful place. In the chaos, Yun Yun sighed silently.
Her heart changed again, and although it was not forced, it was more frightening than the force.
Raising her hand, she looked at the object in her hand with resentment, which was a fragment of the mortal spirit realm, wrapped and preserved with the power of the source.
Then, she sat down cross-legged in the chaos, and she wholeheartedly worked on her mind and cultivated.
The source of the aura is the Buyun Realm, although it can't catch up with the retreat place of Yuying Mountain in the Guning Divine Spirit Realm, but it is not bad.
In this place where there was no concept of time, she cultivated year after year for a full thousand years before she cultivated from the middle stage of the god transformation to the consummation of the god transformation.
The power of the Heavenly Tribulation originated from chaos, not simply from a certain realm, so the Heavenly Tribulation came as promised.
Like the Divine Tribulation, this Divine Origin Tribulation is also the most common Thunderbolt Tribulation.
Of course, this kind of thing is usually relative to Yun Yun, and it is still difficult for other monks to be destroyed.
The only thing that surprised her was that her Divine Source Tribulation could not be carried out in stages, and she had to cross the nine Tribulations together.
Fortunately, at the end of the Nine Tribulations, the gifts belonging to heaven and earth were also terrifying, directly allowing her to have the strength of the Nine Transformation Divine Sources, and she could survive the Ascension Tribulation at any time.
At this time, she looked at the world fragment in her hand again.
After a moment's gaze, she crushed it in resentment, triggering the Ascension Tribulation.
This calamity is no longer the calamity of mortal spirits, it has transcended into a god, gathering no longer dark clouds but colorful auspicious colors, and falling not thunder but divine brilliance.
In this light, she will be disembodied as a mortal body and blessed as a divine body from the inside out.
This kind of blessing is simply not something that ordinary people can hold on to to the end.
Because the first thing to change was the primordial god, and the mortal body could not carry the primordial god who turned into a god body at all.
This has nothing to do with whether the physical body is strong or not, it all depends on the individual's will, if it can resist it, even if the body is seriously injured, it can resist, if not, even if it has a physique comparable to the spirit body earlier, it will not be able to persevere.
For those with strong wills, this calamity is not a calamity, but a gift from heaven and earth.
Yun Yun doesn't have such a strong will, but she doesn't change anything under this light, she only feels warm, and no ray of light can change her in the slightest.
It seems that her primordial spirit and herself are inherently existences far beyond the spirit body of the gods.
The light ended, and a light of connection enveloped her.
Who knows, as soon as she touches this guiding light, a powerful will will attack her.
Fortunately, this attack didn't want Yun Yun's soul to fly away, he just wanted her to pass out.
However, the Inferior Immortal Weapon Mask still stopped this attack.
In this way, Yun Yun's will was sober and was taken away by the light of guidance.
On the way, she vaguely heard a voice of unintelligible language, which made her frown, the language that would make the monks above the Yuan Infant unable to parse, except for the powerful formation carvings and runes, seemed to have nothing else.
Finally, she came to the Weitian Divine Spirit Realm, which was the Divine Spirit Realm where the Shangxuan Holy See was located, and it was their root place.
Unlike other gods and spirits, there are only two top forces here, the Shang Xuan Holy See and the Demon Clan, which the Shang Xuan Holy See calls the Demon Race.
When she first arrived, Yun Yun encountered the same thing as in the Guning Divine Realm, but the Weitian Divine Realm was much more formal, with neat and uniform guidance buildings and special guides.
Perhaps because of the guidance of fate, this place belongs to the territory of the Snake Demon Clan.
The person who received the guide had the strength of a true god, but he was gentle and enthusiastic, and after handing Yun Yun a jade slip to introduce the Weitian Divine Spirit Realm, he led her to a good welcome place.
"Can I choose not to join you?" Yun Yun, who looked at the formation and thought that he would definitely be left in the Demon Clan with both soft and hard effects, asked after reading the jade slip.
"Yes, but in that case, you will have to leave our territory within a year and go to the junction of our forces with the Holy See. But you'd better not take refuge in the Shangxuan Holy See, they won't accept you who have come out of our clan, and the border is full of wanted people from the Shangxuan Holy See. The person who received it said patiently.
"It only belongs to my territory, a satisfying cultivation cave. Is this really fake?" Yun Yun asked again.
"Naturally, it's true, but you can only enjoy it for one year, and after a year you have to fight to maintain your lordship. The person who received it said enviously.
"Okay, I'm going to stay. Yun Yun, who had enjoyed similar treatment in the Guning Divine Spirit Realm, didn't plan to be alone, so she nodded and agreed.
"Okay, I'll take you to pick a territory tomorrow. Said the person who took it.