Cultivation starts from simplifying the exercises

Chapter 1252 I Take It Myself
A hundred miles away, Cao Guangsu was still trying to recall what formation the formation in front of him came from, and then he saw Xiang Yuanqing being cut in half in the distance.

Xiang Yuanqing's painful roars echoed all around, and Cao Guangsu's scalp began to feel numb.

It is not a big deal for a Creation Realm cultivator to have his physical body cut into pieces. Even if only a piece of flesh and blood is left, it can be restored as usual as long as the soul and source space are fine.

The Wangchuan Clan's Styx Wangchuan Jue, when it comes to protecting the soul and source space, is of paramount importance because it is the foundation for practitioners.

As the clan's cultivation method for the ninth-order supreme race, its protection in this regard can be said to have reached the pinnacle.

But at this moment Xiang Yuanqing roared like this. It was obvious that it was not just the physical body that was cut in half. I'm afraid that even the soul and the source space could not escape the fate of being torn apart.

Cao Guangsu was not wrong in his guess. Chen Fei's sword strike split Yuanqing's soul and source space into two just like his body.

Moreover, as soon as it was torn apart, the violent force began to directly shatter Xiang Yuanqing's soul and source point space, not giving Xiang Yuanqing any chance to recover.

The force can break all laws. The body is the law, the soul is the law, and the source space is also the law. Within this scope, the [extreme] of the rules of force can exert astonishing destructive power.

Xiang Yuanqing retreated desperately and used the Styx Forgetfulness Technique to his limit, trying to restore his body and prevent the collapse of his soul and source space.

But the next moment, Xiang Yuanqing discovered with horror that he had actually forgotten some of the mysteries of the Styx Forgetfulness Technique, and this time he had forgotten even more than before.

Xiang Yuanqing has been practicing the Styx Forgetfulness Technique for tens of thousands of years. How to practice the technique and the tricks involved in its practice are engraved deep into his soul.

No matter what he forgets, Xiang Yuanqing doesn't think he will forget the secret of the Styx Forgetfulness Art.

But now, this very thing happened to Xiang Yuanqing.

Lacking some of the mysteries of the Styx Forgetfulness Technique, it is naturally unlikely that one would fall into obsession, but it is inevitable that the efficiency of the technique would be reduced.

Xiang Yuanqing's physical condition at the moment was such that he urgently needed the Styx Forgetfulness Technique to mobilize all the power of rules in his body to recover from his injuries, but the Styx Forgetfulness Technique could not do it at this moment.

However, the efficiency is too low to allow the various rules of power in the body to automatically repair injuries.

There was despair in Xiang Yuanqing's eyes. The battle was not over yet, but he had lost all strength to resist.

Xiang Yuanqing raised his head and looked at Chen Fei, with extreme resentment in his eyes.

"For what you have done today, both you and your race will be reduced to ashes!" Xiang Yuanqing roared.

"You Wangchuan people, it seems that this is the only threat you can make!"

As soon as Chen Fei finished speaking, he swung his God-Slaying Sword in mid-air and slashed at Xiang Yuanqing.

Xiang Yuanqing originally wanted to die together with the others and directly bring down the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, but the God-Slaying Sword slashed down and interrupted Xiang Yuanqing's action.

There was a look of confusion in Xiang Yuanqing's eyes, and he suddenly forgot what he wanted to do just now. When he saw Chen Fei in front of him, Xiang Yuanqing began to react.

But this moment of distraction had already made it impossible for Xiang Yuanqing to have any chance to attract the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations.

Chen Fei appeared in front of Xiang Yuanqing and stabbed Xiang Yuanqing's head with a sword. Xiang Yuanqing instinctively wanted to defend himself, but with his current physical condition, how could he defend himself?

As soon as Xiang Yuanqing raised his arm, the Qianyuan Sword had already pierced through his head.

Xiang Yuanqing's body couldn't help but tremble, his mouth trembled slightly, his eyes stared at Chen Fei, but he couldn't say anything.

"laugh!"

Chen Fei drew his sword, and violent power exploded in Xiang Yuanqing's body. The vitality in Xiang Yuanqing's eyes disappeared completely, and his whole body fell backwards.

A person in the middle stage of the Creation Realm from a ninth-order supreme race died at the hands of Chen Fei, who had just broken through to the Creation Realm.

It's incredible, but everything Chen Fei has learned at this moment, except for the Jiyuan Tianxiang Jue which is a bit mediocre, all the other skills and magical powers are top-notch in the realm of creation.

Perhaps among the ninth-order supreme races, there are body-building skills like Zhen Cangqiong, but there is definitely no inheritance like Xuanpin Zhenjie that purely improves the essence of life.

This alone laid the foundation for Chen Fei to win by crossing levels.

Chen Fei shifted his gaze away from Xiang Yuanqing and looked at Cao Guangsu who was not far away.

When Xiang Yuanqing was cut in half, Cao Guangsu was already in a panic. He didn't know whether to rescue him or escape and inform Xiang Zeguang of the situation.

In the end, the desire to survive overcame everything, and Cao Guangsu turned around and fled in an instant.

At this moment, Cao Guangsu was more than 3,000 miles away from Chen Fei. The speed of flying in the Creation Realm was already astonishingly fast, but the rules here could not resonate, which restricted many means of the Creation Realm.

Otherwise, if it were in the outside world, it would be a very normal thing for the realm of creation to travel tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

In a battle between Fate Realm cultivators, unless there is a huge gap in strength, if one of the parties is determined to escape, there is a very high chance that it will escape.

Chen Fei's figure became blurred, and he crossed thousands of miles and appeared behind Cao Guangsu.

In terms of flying speed, Chen Fei should be ranked in the late stage of the Creation Realm. The rules of space are very good at flying, not to mention Chen Fei's magnificent origin at the moment.

This origin is an omnipotent helper. No matter what rules or what power, as long as the origin grows, other powers will automatically increase.

When Cao Guangsu saw Chen Fei appear in front of him, his pupils contracted violently, and a feeling of despair involuntarily arose in his heart.

Even Xiang Yuanqing, who was in the middle stage of the Creation Realm, was no match for the man in front of him. Cao Guangsu, who was in the early stage of the Creation Realm, had no power to fight back at all.

"Please spare my life, we can talk about anything. There is no problem with erasing my memory." Cao Guangsu pleaded.

At this moment, Cao Guangsu no longer had the fake smile on his face, and his condescending attitude was shattered by the scene of Chen Fei killing Xiang Yuanqing with three swords.

"I'll get what I need myself."

Chen Fei appeared in front of Cao Guangsu in a flash, and the Qianyuan sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

In Kou Dingyan's memory, the Wangchuan tribe was extremely strict in keeping their martial arts techniques secret, and no martial arts techniques of the Wangchuan tribe were allowed to be leaked by practitioners of the Wangchuan tribe.

This is to avoid being calculated and targeted in confrontations with other ninth-level races.

In order to ensure that this rule can be implemented, all martial arts techniques above the Kaitian realm are restricted in the soul.

No matter what method is used, the specific details of the exercises cannot be revealed.

Therefore, the so-called peace talks have little significance to Chen Fei, and it is impossible for Chen Fei to let Cao Guangsu leave.

Cao Guangsu looked at the sword right in front of him, and the pleading in his eyes instantly turned into resentment.

He just wants to survive, why not give him a chance!

Just as Cao Guangsu was about to activate the talisman in his sleeve, suddenly a sword light crashed into his soul. Cao Guangsu looked at the sword light and suddenly remembered that when he was performing the formation just now, it was this kind of sword light that interrupted all his movements.

The Styx Forgetfulness Art in Cao Guangsu's body sensed the threat, and a phantom of the Styx instantly appeared outside his soul, blocking the sword light.

"Buzz!"

Cao Guangsu felt his mind blur, and both the martial arts running in his body and the hands in his sleeves relaxed involuntarily.

What is this time and place?

"laugh!"

The tip of the Qianyuan sword pierced through Cao Guangsu's head and came out from the back of his head. Cao Guangsu's body stiffened instantly and his mind suddenly became clear.

"This...what kind of move is this!" Even after being hit by the spiritual skills twice, he still had no resistance at all.

The mighty Styx Forgetfulness Art, the clan's founding technique of the Forgetfulness Clan, was actually unable to withstand the spiritual skills of a person of the same level in the Creation Realm, and was rendered useless.

The Yan Tian Jue, cause and effect, and the rules of destiny could clearly help him avoid misfortune and seek fortune, but this time, they didn't give him any warnings beforehand.

What tribe does this cultivator in the Creation Realm belong to?
"God-killing Sword!"

Chen Fei pulled back the Qianyuan Sword, and Cao Guangsu's body softened. His vitality quickly dissipated from his body, and his entire body fell towards the sand layer below.

Chen Fei turned his left hand, and the spiritual essence and the mysterious treasure of creation appeared in his palm.

Chen Fei waved his sleeves, a ripple flashed, and he cleaned up the traces at the scene.

Now with the rules of cause and effect and the new feature [Nothing], it is enough for Chen Fei to completely erase all traces. Even if someone comes to the peak of the Creation Realm, he will not be able to see anything.

If he was at the ninth level of the Supreme Realm, he would be able to see a lot of clues, but he would not be able to infer that it was Chen Fei.

Chen Fei's figure flashed and he came to the place where Xiang Yuanqing was killed. After collecting the spiritual essence and the mysterious treasure of creation, as the ripples passed, Chen Fei disappeared on the spot.

The inability of this world to resonate with its rules does have one advantage: no matter how many people in the Fate Realm die, other practitioners will have no way of knowing unless they have the soul tablets in their hands.

Millions of miles away, Xiang Zeguang was looking for a way to leave this world, when suddenly his face changed slightly, and two broken soul tablets flew out from his Creation Mysterious Treasure.

The strongest insects in this world are only at the early stage of Creation Realm, and can never threaten Xiang Yuanqing's life.

Moreover, Cao Guangsu was following beside them. Possessing the Yantian Jue, Cao Guangsu could sense danger in advance. If there were really a large number of insects, which were in the Fate Realm with only a single means, Cao Guangsu would definitely be able to avoid them in advance.

In Xiang Zeguang's mind, several eighth-level races in this place suddenly emerged. Only those in the late stage of the Creation Realm could threaten or even kill Xiang Yuanqing.

But without major conflicts of interest, these eighth-level races would never dare to take action against Xiang Yuanqing and his group. Once they were discovered by the Wangchuan tribe, their entire race would be exterminated!

Xiang Zeguang had a cold expression and his figure flashed. Following the guidance of the soul tablet, he flew towards the places where Xiang Yuanqing and Cao Guangsu were last seen.

Millions of miles away, on a sand dune, Chen Fei flashed by.

Chen Fei held three treasures of destiny in his hands, one of low grade and two of medium grade. The next moment, they all shattered, and their spiritual essence poured into the Qianyuan Sword and the Cangyuan Bell.

(End of this chapter)