Mortal's journey to immortality

Wang Lu turned the gun tip and it shot like an arrow from a bow, breaking through the sky.

After five breaths, he returned to the cliff on the top of the mountain. After eight breaths, a passage filled with green light came into view.

Wang Lu laughed, and with a flash, he entered the place.

"It hurts a little!"

Although it was only thirteen breaths, it was almost the limit of what the body could bear.

The pain of torn muscles, the pain of needles pricking his meridians and blood vessels, the pain of twisted bones, and the pain of acupoints being on the verge of bursting, made him so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wang Lu did not sit in meditation to quickly repair himself with the ancient spiritual materials. Instead, he closed his eyes and stood straight, carefully sensing the delicate, minute, and vague self-repair brought about by his body.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle.

Strength has become the foundation of his survival. Even though his snow-white eyes can see through his body in great detail, self-regulation of the body is equally important.

With his current level of strength, it is impossible for him to see, sense, or figure out anything. However, if he allows himself to let things take their own course before the time is right, he will regret it when the moment comes when the injury is serious and difficult to heal.

Many times, we have to prepare for a rainy day. Even if we don't know where to start, as long as we try and have some feelings that we cannot understand at this stage, at a critical moment in the future, we may get some incredible revelations that will instantly turn the situation around.

Wang Lu didn't know why he had such a feeling in his heart. Although time was urgent, he still followed his inner feeling and was willing to experience the gradual improvement of his physical self in this way.

Time passed in a flash. Two days later, Wang Lu slowly opened his eyes, took out an ancient spiritual material without hesitation, and swallowed one fifth of it without saying a word.

"Wow."

As the spiritual material entered his stomach, the mysterious substance spread rapidly, and the bruises and injuries that had already been healed eagerly devoured them.

In less than half an hour, the body recovered and was slightly strengthened.

"Click."

Just like a flash of lightning across the green light, Wang Lu ran as fast as thunder and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The passage appears to be flat and straight, but in fact it has a very small upward angle, so that one cannot feel the "upward" trend at all. Even if one escapes from a long distance, it is still difficult to see any clues.

But he was completely different. With his snow-white eyes, he could see through things clearly. From the beginning, he knew that the bluestone road was not paved flatly forward, but meandered upwards.

The secret tribe made this last level so secretive, who knows what kind of mystery may be hidden in it.

Ha, no matter whether it is useful or not, it is always good to keep an eye on it.

After flying for nine hours at a speed of four thousand feet per breath, which was twice as long as the three hours of each previous level, Wang Lu arrived at the end of the bluestone road.

What made him speechless was that the bluestone was exactly the same as the last one in the fourth level. This one was also two hundred miles long, but the second to last one was only three feet and three inches. However, if this one was taken away, he would have nowhere to escape and was directly swallowed by the space.

I can only cry out, what can I do to you?

Hey, am I a bit greedy and want to swallow an elephant? After all, I already have one.

Looking around, the bluestone road was twisted into a huge black hole that was dull, dark as ink.

The unknown black hole in front of him was like a sleeping beast, unconsciously opening its bloody mouth, waiting for people to come uninvited.

An indescribable aura of horror appears and disappears, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, just like its rhythmic fetal breathing. When it is silent, the whole world is calm, and when it inhales, it is earth-shaking.

"open."

Wang Lu's heart moved, and he stared directly at the black hole. Snowflakes bloomed in his pupils, and the snowflakes melted in an instant. The black hole seemed to be melted and baptized by the snow water, vaguely revealing its vague shape.

what!

Wang Lu was extremely shocked and asked, "Open it for me."

Magic power poured into his eyes like a rainbow, and palm-sized snowflakes fell from the sky like mad, filling his eyes in three layers inside and outside in a moment.

After dozens of breaths, Wang Lu stopped the spell and his eyes became clear again. However, the shock in his eyes not only did not decrease, but instead increased sharply.

Who is it, who on earth, could have killed such a terrifying monster and silently integrated it perfectly with the formation over a long period of time.

Wang Lu felt a great fear that made his whole body cold.

It seemed that no matter how he practiced, even if he trained his strength to the peak level of Kuiniu, the overlord of heaven and earth, he would be like the monster in front of him, who would not let him go even after his death and would incarnate into a formation to make wedding dresses for others.

But, here comes the problem.

Why was he so sure that this black hole was actually a super creature that was comparable to the ferocious beast Kuiniu?

Actually, it was all because of Xuetong.

Firstly, Xuetong's insight triggered the natural operation of the formation and its natural resistance.

Under its strenuous defense, Xuetong was firmly blocked outside and could not move forward. Even though he consumed a huge amount of his magic power, it had little effect.

What’s important is the reason why Xuetong can’t move forward.

Originally, the formation and the ferocious beast were inseparable, but the formation still could not withstand Xue Tong's violent attack like a storm. However, at this moment, the monster that had already turned into ashes was under Xue Tong's powerful stimulation. It would be a bit inappropriate to say "stimulated". It was Xue Tong's extreme provocation that aroused its most primitive "true spirit" in a way that he could not understand. Due to the counterattack of the true spirit, Xue Tong was finally unable to move and returned empty-handed.

So much so that no matter what, its true appearance cannot be outlined.

Wang Lu thought that the "true spirit" might be the unwilling and unyielding obsession and resentment that remained in this world after the monster was forcibly killed.

Although he racked his brains to figure out how and in what form it existed or where it was hiding, he knew that perhaps this was the last appearance of the monster, or perhaps, when it appeared in this way again, it would be in an extremely long time in the future.

Ugh.

A faint sadness enveloped him, as if he felt the same pain, or as if he was mourning the death of his lover. It was a mixed feeling that was difficult to express.

You know, his Snow Eye is the third most magical and heaven-defying spiritual eye among the ten great spiritual eyes in the world. Even though he has cultivated it to the entry level, its essence is still there, and its spirit is intact. However, it is isolated by this monster that has been dead for who knows how long and died completely. This shows how powerful it was when it was alive.

The only ones that can be compared with the ten spiritual eyes are the ten divine beasts, the ten fierce beasts, and the ten strange insects.

Of course, there are also higher realms that he doesn’t know about, such as the realm of “Cangxu”, the master of the corner of the South China Sea, the Dingtian Continent of Wancaoju, and the person who prevented him from finding the hidden acupoints.

However, even if there are people and creatures in the human race or in all races and forests who are stronger than the ten divine beasts, ten ferocious beasts and ten strange insects, he still firmly believes that he will be able to practice "Kui Niu Treading on the Sky" to the point where he can travel across all realms and dominate the universe.

The heart of Tao must never be broken. Even if it is broken, one must fight to the death and never retreat.

After realizing this, Wang Lu drove away his sadness and his eyes became firm again.

And it is more firm than ever before.