You don't belong in this world. （）

Such words flowed from the dregs of memory.

There is nothing you would expect here, and the power of man is limited to this, and it can never be higher.

Once upon a time, there was a man, dressed in a martial arts uniform, speaking calmly to his strongest opponents and disciples.

Then, he turned his back to the expressionless young man and said.

-- You are an eagle with broken wings, eager to fly and go straight to the heavens, but because of the limitations of this world, you are unable to spread your wings, you wander in confusion, and you cannot move forward.

Walking in this boring world, let the clear heart be dusted, set up a mystery for yourself, and then it is difficult to extricate yourself...... What a sad and laughable thing it is.

The young man was silent, he understood, but did not want to understand this fact.

There is an end to the path of power, and he has already come to it, so he will stagnate there, never to advance an inch.

The corners of their mouths curled, and the two laughed softly, not knowing whether to laugh at themselves or the world, so with a sudden and leisurely sigh, silence spread.

Strength, stronger power, mere power - not charm, not knowledge, not power or money, but the most savage and purest force, the power of force.

In the cage called the earth, without their path to progress, the world has made them and bound them.

This world without miracles.

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"I thought that after the teacher's death, I would never recall these things again. ”

The cold wind blew on his body, waking up from his long-lost sleep, the young man touched the spar on his forehead, his eyes were indifferent, and he said to himself softly, "It's a pity, teacher, I really want him to know...... The road exists, and the stronger power exists. ”

The people around him were still asleep, and the scorching battle yesterday made everyone do their best, even he had a strong fatigue, so after his daily cultivation, the young man also had a rare rest.

Turning his head, outside, it was a patch of hills and mountains, under the full impetus of the two Jindan cultivators, the speed of the heavenly boat was several times faster than before, and now the boy was able to square the vast forest and the huge mountain shadow, which was the junction of Xishan and Zhongzhou.

The former boy was there, and he made a grave in the distant mountain village, vowing to become an immortal and gain greater power.

Now that he has succeeded, he has embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, even if the process is extremely difficult, stepping on the blood of demons and fighting step by step, he feels that everything is worth it.

In his hand, there was a cyan blue spiritual light flowing, turning into a dazzling ball of light, rotating smoothly, and contained in it was a powerful spiritual power that was enough to blast several centimeters of steel.

That's the power that comes with practice – and that's just the basics.

Fire, frost, impact, light...... Countless strange powers that he couldn't imagine before were mastered, in this world, this kind of thing is just one of the most basic common sense, everyone has no feeling about it, they just feel that it is a matter of course, at most they feel that they have no talent, but even if they say so, they are just a little slower in their cultivation.

They don't feel like it's worth cherishing.

And that's wrong.

And in this world, all people have the opportunity and the way to gain power, and how happy he is that this kind of thing - just listening to it makes him feel excited, and his muscles tremble with excitement.

Even if he wanted to gamble his life and carry out a painful cultivation, even if he wanted to fight for his life to kill the demons whose realm was much higher than him, he was also moved by this.

From a world without a road to a world with real, real power, this kind of thing is so lucky that people can't believe it.

But they, these people who have had such an enviable talent from the beginning, don't know the value of their own power, and squander it wantonly.

It's simply unforgivable.

Even though he has a strength far beyond his previous life, he is also a group of weak people.

In that world, everything was so ordinary, so boring, without any extraordinary power, without any miracles, boring to the point of despair, but even so, everyone used their own small power, little by little to pile up the cornerstone of civilization, so that the ordinary became great, let the great go down the altar, and the small human beings relied on the power called science and technology to conquer the stars and the earth.

This is naturally very good, but it is not what he wants, even if he is moved by this, but he can't accept it, the civilization of that world is a cluster of people, the crystallization of countless people, bright and beautiful, but there is no room for people like him to exist.

There is room for the strong to exist.

And the world ......

Cruel, dangerous, and calm lies an undercurrent called destruction, and the stars in the sky twinkle, each time like a signal of the end of the world, the demons are always ready to invade and spread the end.

- But so what?

Who cares!

Here, there is power, there is a way to become stronger!

Even if he lost his peace and comfort, even if he was constantly facing threats and death, he didn't care, something cried out in his heart, as if to cheer and praise the world.

It doesn't matter what danger it is, what kind of demon robbery, what kind of demon beast, or what kind of evil demon it is, just let them invade, destroy, and fight.

It's all about fighting anyway, it's all going to die anyway.

It doesn't matter if you die or they die, everything is false, only the sublimation of life, the enhancement of strength is real, if you are becoming stronger, if you are fighting, if you are dying when you are moving forward, if you are dying halfway to the peak of strength, then there is no regret, no regrets.

He was never afraid of challenges, never afraid of danger, death, this kind of thing like garbage, the living don't need to care, the dead don't care, the living and the dead are so meaningless, he stared straight at it, without the slightest fear.

In the face of such a powerful enemy like a natural disaster, there is no need to think, no need to hesitate, and no need to fear.

Fight when you need to fight, kill when you need to kill, people have reason to fear, but there is no reason to escape, facing such a desperate predicament, you should hold up your weapon, fight with all your strength, and use your strongest attack to blast it away.

He doesn't fail, he doesn't need to fail, he doesn't allow failure.

He's going to go further, to get stronger, to have more power.

"It's so lucky to be able to come to this world, walk on the road to becoming stronger, fight monsters, and fight against heaven and earth. ”

The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he said with a chuckle.

This world may be on the verge of destruction, but he is not afraid, because he is a cultivator who slays evil demons, a warrior who expects a strong enemy, a traveler who walks on an unknown path, a strong man who chases the purest power.

Nothing could make him fearful and desperate, not even the demons that obscured the stars and devoured the galaxy.

Because he is Takakawa.

The invincible.