Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The Secret Realm of Heaven, Ancestral Abyss, the fourth floor of the Cliff Tower, the ruins of the black and white chessboard, the center.

The Little Martial God, the Bodhi Patriarch, and the Tao Realm clones were sitting around the unconscious Master Wuchao.

He was floating, being held up by a peaceful and sacred force, more than half a foot above the ground. His expression was twisted and ferocious, as if he was experiencing painful torture.

"Do you feel it?"

Xiao Wushen had a serious look on his face and glanced towards the southeast, as if he wanted to see through the barrier of the cliff tower to see through the mysterious thing in Zuyuan.

"There is a powerful force that has invaded Zuyuan. I can't capture its source, but that sense of oppression simply... makes it hard for me to breathe!"

Patriarch Bodhi and his Dao Realm clone looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Is it him?" Patriarch Bodhi asked.

The Dao realm clone nodded gently.

Xiao Wushen looked at the two of them in surprise, as if they knew some inside information and saw something more profound and precise than himself.

"It doesn't make sense. The power of heaven in the ancestral abyss is so strong, how could he sneak in? Could it be someone else?" Patriarch Bodhi asked again.

"Impossible. Apart from that person, no one in the Three Realms has such strength."

The Taoist clone stood up slowly, walked to Master Wuchao, stroked his forehead, and said in a deep voice:

"It should be that the rules in my dojo have changed. The deduction results show that a lost space somewhere in the Three Realms was suddenly opened before. That person should have taken the opportunity to run in along the broken passage. .”

Ancestor Bodhi’s face tightened and he said cautiously:

"Would you like me to come over here?"

"It's useless. Even if I arrive, with the combined strength of the four of us, we still can't do anything to him.

The Dao realm clone shook his head, and the speed of the billions of stars in his eyes suddenly accelerated.

Xiao Wushen heard some clues and frowned in thought.

In his opinion, it should be a strong man from the second generation who came to Zuyuan in some special way. He was an enemy rather than a friend of Zhu Houzhao. Once he came into contact, it was likely to disrupt all Zhu Houzhao's plans.

He pondered for a moment and then added:

"How strong is that man? Can't we defeat him even if we work together? Is he a saint?"

Patriarch Bodhi and his Dao Realm clones both shook their heads in denial.

"Is that a half-saint?"

Xiao Wushen looked puzzled.

"He is also a half-saint, and we are also half-saints, or four of us. We are four against one, don't we have no chance of winning at all?"

When Patriarch Bodhi heard the words, he remained silent and showed a wry smile. His eyes looking at the Tao Realm clone were also somewhat meaningful.

Seeing the two people's reactions, Xiao Wushen frowned even more tightly.

He couldn't understand, was the gap between the same levels really so terrifying?

Indeed, he understood clearly in his heart that whether it was Bodhi Patriarch, Tao Realm clone, or the mysterious Zhu Houzhao, their real combat power was far superior to his own.

Take the Dao Realm clones that they have fought against as an example. They can easily defeat themselves with ease. The gap can be said to be a crushing level.

As for Patriarch Bodhi and Zhu Houzhao, they had never fought each other, but they had witnessed the two of them displaying their magical powers.

Just in terms of exploring Taoism and self-potential, he fell far behind.

The gap at the same level is indeed reflected here.

But, it is because of this that I feel even more confused.

Such a powerful Dao realm clone, such a powerful ancestor Bodhi and Zhu Houzhao, plus himself, the combined power of the four of them is enough to shock the ghosts and gods, right?

But why, facing an unknown enemy, an enemy who is also in the semi-saint realm, there is still no chance of winning?

What is that person capable of?Can he actually compete with the four half-saints on his own? !

As Xiao Wushen thought about it, he felt more and more headache.

In the fragmented memories, distorted and swollen blurry images flashed continuously.

He vaguely recognized several scenes.

There is a scene where he fights the ten demons and gods.

There is a scene where he goes to the northern realm and chooses to sink into the abyss.

In his own imagination, the Ten Thousand Heavens Luo Domain was transformed into a scene of nothingness under the bombardment of the supreme calamity.

Finally, it was Cheng Ping's innocent smile.

Everything seems so ironic against the distorted and bloated background.

He squatted down holding his head in pain and let out a series of low, inhuman roars.

There was a touch of red in his eyes again, and the clarity that had been regained for a long time gradually faded away, replaced by a feeling of confusion.

He's about to go berserk!

"Calm down, don't be afraid, everything turns to dust, you should face it calmly."

The voice of the Tao realm clone rang in his ears, carrying the soft original "Tao" power into his body.

Sort out the fragmented and confused memories for him, and soothe the restlessness in his heart.

Fresh and pleasant.

After a long time, Xiao Wushen returned to normal, but his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Ancestor Bodhi on the side was a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen the little Martial God with such a sudden change.

"Sorry to trouble you again." Xiao Wushen said tremblingly.

The Dao realm clone looked as usual, waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter, you are in the period of breaking the third shackles. Any slight emotional change may cause you to fall deeply into the demonic state. After calculation, the key opportunity is coming soon. I will protect you at all times. Don't worry. .”

Xiao Wushen bowed and thanked him. It could be seen that his aura was still a little disordered.

"Are you very interested in that person?" the Dao realm clone suddenly asked, "Are you curious about his strength and why he is so terrifying?"

Xiao Wushen looked stunned and nodded heavily.

"A semi-saint is the existence closest to a saint. Although there are no clear stages, there is still a big difference in the individual's accumulation of Tao power and understanding of heaven and earth. This is also an important factor in determining combat power."

The Taoist clone pointed at Patriarch Bodhi and said:

"Take him as an example. His magic power is almost the same as yours, but in terms of magical power, he completely crushes you. In addition to the treasures he possesses, he has added nearly [-]% of his combat power. The handover of the two generations has also allowed him to possess Gained a lot of insights on the great road.”

Xiao Wushen looked at Ancestor Bodhi, who had a wry smile on his face and nodded in time.

The Taoist clone continued to explain:

"That person has existed for an eternity, and his cultivation power is endless. He has a special physique, knows the great road well, and can control all the energy in the world at will. Needless to say, he possesses many treasures, which are unimaginable."

"But these alone are not enough to describe the power of that man. He also possesses an advantage that far exceeds ours - the power of incense. All living beings in the three realms are the nourishment for his cultivation! Countless strong men have been killed by him, Incorporate your ability into yourself!"

"He has unimaginable heritage, and he is also subject to the greatest restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth. If he ignores the backlash and uses his magical powers with all his strength, the three realms will be wiped out and turned into nothingness at the flick of his finger!"