I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World - Chapter 453

Chen Qingyu saw a flower in front of his eyes, as if he had passed through a layer of water curtain, and arrived at a small world with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Looking around, the scenery here has hardly changed from the previous visit.

“The space here…”

Chen Qingyu’s expression changed slightly.

Last time, when he came here, his cultivation base was not worth mentioning, his strength was low, and he couldn’t see any mystery.

But to this day:

He has achieved divine possessions, comprehended the mysteries of space, and his strength is already approaching the limit of the quasi-emperor, and with the power of Taixu in charge, he can see a lot of different things.

In his spiritual sense —

The space in front of me is not that big, at least it uses several methods such as space compression, space folding, space expansion…etc.

In particular, many means, such as “space compression” and “space expansion”, are essentially opposed to each other, but they are also wonderfully integrated here, and together they build this small world.

“No wonder, that Si Mobai and others cannot enter here.”

“As long as you don’t master the formation center, I am afraid that the Holy King Tianchen will not be able to break in by himself.”

Chen Qingyu’s eyes swept around, and his heart was filled with emotion.

no doubt:

This small world is a manifestation of Emperor Yuan’s cultivation, and the levels touched are far beyond his reach.

This is not a gap in strength, but a gap in “doing”.

Having obtained the treasure house of Taixu Yuanling’s knowledge, he took the time to comprehend in the past two days, and also learned a lot of the secrets of practice at the level of quasi emperors and even emperors.

The strength of the Holy King lies in the “fundamental Dao”.

This is the culmination of the essence of the practice method, the power of the gods, and the magical powers of life.

Going a step further, after embarking on the road of ultimate sublimation, this is your own unique path. You must rely on your own “dao” to open up a step to the sky that belongs to you.

The practice of Emperor Zhun is to comprehend the laws of the operation of heaven and earth, forge his own path, and thus promote self-sublimation.

From this little world you can see:

No matter what the Yuan Emperor’s path is, at least he has a deep understanding of the laws of space.

“Emperor Zhun… is still a little far from me.”

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, his heart was surging.

From the treasure house of knowledge, he realized the secret of Emperor Zhun’s practice, and also saw the small world opened up by Emperor Yuan, and he couldn’t help feeling a little shaken in his heart.

Waiting for him to go further and achieve Zhou Tianjing, can he really have the strength to rival the Emperor?

Even he himself could not confirm this.

“Forget it, let’s take one step at a time.”

“Anyway, I’m only in the Divine Treasure Realm, and I’m already invincible under the quasi-emperor, and I’m still in the future.”

Chen Qingyu calmed the distracting thoughts in his heart, controlled the light, and flew along the valley.

soon:

He flew to the vicinity of the stream where he met the Yuan Emperor last time, and saw the fishing rod that fell in the stream.

obviously–

Emperor Yuan still fished here until the last moment of his life.

But the creek was empty.

“This……”

Chen Qingyu was taken aback:

“Where is Emperor Yuan’s body?”

He poked out a huge divine sense and swept the entire small world, but found nothing.

Chen Qingyu’s brows could not help frowning.

“Could it be that before Emperor Yuan died, he was unwilling to leave his body behind to avoid being blasphemed by the unfilial apprentices such as the Holy King Tianchen and self-dissolving?”

“But that’s not right, not even a shred of breath left…”

To know:

When Emperor Yuan fell, there was a celestial phenomenon that shook the entire barren land.

When a quasi emperor falls, how huge is the scattered breath?

But in this small world, let alone the remaining breath, he didn’t find even the slightest trace.

“Not right…”

He fell down and went to the stream, stretched out his hand, and displayed [Broken Curtain].

This catastrophe evolved from one of the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang [Returning to Heaven and Returning to the Sun] great supernatural power, which can tear apart the curtain of history and gain insight into past scenes, without any omissions.

After the blessing of “The Wheel of Myriad Tribulations”, the power is even better than the original.

However:

“boom!”

A burst of soaring breath caused the surrounding space to vibrate, but the magical powers failed to cast.

Chen Qingyu snorted, his face paled slightly, obviously receiving some backlash.

“This small world was created by Emperor Yuan, and it was suppressed by quasi-emperor-level forces.”

“Even me, I can’t knock the power of the past…”

He frowned, a little hesitant in his heart.

If you use the power of Taixu, it is enough to suppress this space and forcibly break the rules here.

Without the power of quasi-emperor-level rules, it is natural that he can no longer stop him from performing magical powers and viewing the scenes that happened in the past.

The only thing that made him hesitate is:

His control of Taixu’s mighty power has become very rough and clumsy. If he forcibly suppresses the rules here, he will probably destroy this small world.

“Don’t wait any longer…”

Looking at the clear stream in front of him, he couldn’t help but be a little undecided.

In another half a year at most, he will be able to successfully achieve Zhou Tianjing. If he can possess a quasi-emperor-level might, he can refine the body of the Taixu Eternal Mirror in one fell swoop and solve all problems.

When the time comes, I will look at the past scene again, and naturally it will not ruin this place again.

“…That’s all.”

Chen Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to suppress this space first.

After all, even though the war was over, he still had several confusions in his heart, which accompanied Wu Chenkong’s death, but never revealed it;

The strange mysteries in the Yuan Emperor’s Palace also made him feel a little wrong. He always felt that there were some key secrets that he had never understood.

“Boom!”

Chen Qingyu’s thoughts moved, and the mighty Taixu mighty force immediately swayed away!

The surrounding space began to distort, cracking into fine lines, as if delicate colored glass began to shatter.

“In a few hours at most, this place will be destroyed…”

Chen Qingyu withdrew his spiritual sense, looked at the stream in front of him, dissipated the great power of Taixu, and seized the time to display [Broken Curtain].

In an instant:

Layers of curtains began to surge, the long river of time was flowing, and the forces belonging to the past were mobilized!

Different pictures flickered, most of them were empty, only some fish and shrimps were swimming.

Chen Qingyu was familiar with the road, and accelerated the speed of time against the current. It was quickly traced back to the moment when Emperor Yuan died three months ago.

“This is the time!”

His divine sense moved, and in the change of divine ability, the time flow stagnated.

The curtain of history is rolling, and time begins to flow forward——

Three months ago:

Everything that has happened by this creek begins to replay…

Chapter 545 Start all over again…

Under the curtain of history, the past is reborn.

Under the watchful eyes of Chen Qingyu:

Emperor Yuan, who was beside the stream, dropped the fishing rod, and after reciting four desperate poems, he smiled and closed his eyes, cutting off his breath.

“strangeness……”

Chen Qingyu’s eyes were fixed on this scene.

It is clear:

After Emperor Yuan died, he did not let his body dissolve, but his corpse disappeared out of thin air.

What happened in between?

“boom!”

The Yuan Emperor, whose vitality had dissipated, suddenly released a faint black flame, which enveloped him like a tulle.

His eyes were opened, his pupils were pitch black, and his white clothes were instantly dyed into black robes.

“Ah……”

The black-robed “Emperor Yuan”, who was resurrected from the dead, looked at the fishing rod in the stream and sneered:

“Xiaoao will come back again in this life?”

“Sure enough, did you also notice my existence…”

He raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the space barrier, and looked at the vast wasteland outside:

“It’s hard for you to stay here willingly for 30,000 years in this backcountry.”

“However, I have no interest in staying in this wild land…”

His sleeve robe vibrated, there was no nostalgia in his expression, and he stepped out, and his figure disappeared.

In the stream, only an empty fishing rod remained.

“This this……”

Chen Qingyu looked shocked, and a storm surged in his heart.

Emperor Yuan died and was reborn?

No, it should be said, another he was reborn!

“Emperor Yuan’s recovery turned into a corpse demon? No, it shouldn’t be, this kind of breath is completely different from a corpse demon…”

“So, Emperor Yuan has another will, or personality exists!”

In Chen Qingyu’s mind, it was as if a thunder had exploded, tearing apart the fog.

Many of the mysteries that had puzzled him before seemed to have an answer at this moment:

Why did the Taixu Yuanling with huge advantages and planning for many years capsize in the last step of reincarnation?

Why did the Holy King Tianchen and others behave strangely from beginning to end, and even the body of Emperor Yuan did not converge?

Where did the mystery of the resurrection of the corpse come from?

Holy King Tianchen and others, are they really so bold to openly disobey Yuandi’s decree and use his research results back then?

In just a hundred years, can Wu Chenkong really acquire those terrifying technologies by comprehending that knowledge?

“…”