The Path Toward Heaven

The Styx River is not water in the human world, and those traces dissipate very quickly, as does the fragrance of the white lotus.

The sword light disappeared in the dark night sky, and Jing Jiu's figure emerged, looking at the dark surroundings.

He has never been to the underworld, so he doesn't know the specific locations of those passages, but he knows how to return to the human world, but there are many passages from the underworld to the human world, and the most important ones are nearly ten. Where will Bai Yuan go? Is it the Thousand Mile Wind Corridor or the other two great whirlpools?

He opened his palm subconsciously, but nothing appeared, only then did he realize that Han Chan had followed Xue Ji to the outside world.

A few invisible mosquitoes left his palm and flew towards the sky. A bright light flashed in his eyes. After confirming the position, he put those mosquitoes back in.

There is an abyss between the underworld and the human world, there are space fragments, and there are hard cliffs like floating islands.

The sword light flashed, and he appeared in front of a cliff, looking at the transparent, glass-like thing, frowning slightly.

This is the bottom of the Demon Town Prison, and it is the strongest barrier in the world, but for him now, there is nothing that cannot be broken.

The reason why he frowned was not because he found it difficult, but because he didn't like it.

There was a light rubbing sound, and an almost invisible thin mark appeared on the transparent glass.

Except for those invisible mosquitoes, probably only the sword light can pass through.

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The morning sun has risen, and Chaoge City wakes up from a deep sleep.

After more than a hundred years of wind and rain, Taichang Temple is no longer as blunt as it was after the reconstruction, and it has more vicissitudes of history. The stone passage leading to the Town Demon Prison in the backyard is full of heavy ruts, and the purple wildflowers in the garden grow very well, and for some reason, they have never been picked.

With a gentle breeze, a ray of sword light illuminates the dark eaves of Taichang Temple, as if the dead dragon is about to wake up.

Standing among the purple wildflowers, Jing Jiu naturally thought of those years in the Zhenmo Prison, and thought of that friend.

With the breeze blowing, the sword light traveled through Chaoge City, it was so dark that it couldn't be seen at all.

The sword light drifted past the well house where a crabapple tree was once planted, the main hall of Jingjue Temple that was moved across from the well house, and the restaurant where Daoist Taiping used to drink tea.

And of course the imperial city.

This is the place where he was born and where he slept for many years. Many stories have happened here and many people have lived here.

The empress dowager sat in front of the window, looking at the Zen character on the wall with a dazed expression.

Gu Pan stood on the city wall and watched the bustling Chaoge City, his frosty hair on his temples was illuminated extremely brightly, his eyes were extremely calm, as if he was admiring the world he guarded.

On the street outside the Old Plum Garden, those who set up stalls greeted each other, rubbed their sleepy faces, and prepared to start today's career of defrauding money.

The steam in the breakfast shop had dissipated, and the last half-cage beef buns were calmly placed on the table. The surface of the buns oozes oily soup like blood, which looks extremely greasy.

A little beggar across the street looked at those beef buns and kept swallowing his saliva.

The spring sun shines on Chaoge City, everything is so peaceful and beautiful, and of course there are also ugly things, each as usual.

Some people know that something big happened in Qingshan yesterday. Some see the strange twilight of yesterday. But they don't know that the world is being destroyed.

Jing Yao and the imperial mission were still on their way back, and Gu Qing did not return to Chaoge City because he came too fast.

When he asked Gu Qing to leave Qingshan and rush back to Chaoge City last night, at least at that time, he hadn't thought about saving the world by himself.

Jian Guang walked through Chaoge City, Jing Jiu saw these pictures, and at the same time seemed to see many pictures in time fragments, and then thought about many things.

Zhao Layue couldn't even figure out why he was willing to take such a big risk to save the world, and it was hard for him to explain clearly, it probably had something to do with cause and effect.

To explain these reasons clearly, he still needs to think about it again. Of course, it is enough that he knows that he wants to do this without thinking about it.

After a few breaths, Jing Jiu looked at the entire Chaoge City and confirmed that Master Bai was not here.

In such a short period of time, he could still think about so many things and have so many memories, because the sword light was too fast.

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There is a Qipan Mountain outside Chaoge City, and there is a small pavilion in the mountain, which has been sealed by the imperial court for a long time. In the hearts of practitioners and chess masters, this pavilion is a holy place.

There is a chessboard in the pavilion. The black and white chess pieces on the board are like two armies facing each other. There are countless sharp points hidden in it, and it can even be said to be wind and thunder.

Suddenly, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard were illuminated by a sword light, and suddenly became extremely vivid, as if they were about to come alive.

The sword light passed through countless green trees, leaving behind countless fallen leaves, heading northeast, and soon disappeared into the sky.

When Jian Guang reappeared, he had already arrived at the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor.

After a day and a night, the wind here is no longer so terrible, but it still roars like a knife.

There are cracks everywhere on the walls of the inn, and many wooden boards are even broken directly. The green trees beside the road have already fallen to the ground, looking extremely bleak.

Jian Guang didn't stop at the inn, he went directly into the depths of the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor with the wind, and stopped by the lotus pond.

So it's already here...

Jing Jiu looked at the broken lotus leaves on the lake and thought silently.

Everything seems to be calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent at the bottom of the lake, and it is not a water current, but still a wind current.

He seemed calm, but there was exhaustion and tiredness in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

His white clothes were blown by the wind, like a flag pierced by countless arrows on the battlefield, it was in tatters.

After leaving Qingshan, he went to Tongtianjing by the East China Sea, went to the depths of the sea, went to the underworld, killed the high priest, beheaded the underworld master, and finally returned to the human world, took a look at Chaoge City, and stopped for the first time.

In fact, it only took him half an hour to finish all this.

This is something that has never happened in Chaotian Continent.

The sword light of Ye Liu Ci was not as good as this.

This is true miracle.

At this point, no matter how great he is, his sword intent is almost exhausted, and he needs to rest for a while.

Jing Jiu walked on the lake, dressed in dust and dust, like a fairy who has returned after countless years.

Pohe trembled slightly, the water rippled slightly, Mo Jiao poked his head out in the distance, and saluted him respectfully.

Even walking was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to come to the end of the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor. He saw the stone mountain that was more torn than his own clothes, and saw a group of scholars around the stone mountain that were more tired than himself.

And that bloody saint.

Bu Qiuxiao's blood never stopped, and even if it condensed occasionally, it would be cut open again by himself.

Because only the blood of a saint can seal this passage to the underworld.

But at this time, there was too much blood on his body.

There was a golden luster in the blood, which was somewhat similar to immortal energy, but the blood stains in the rocky mountain were already dim, and the golden luster was almost invisible.

At this moment, naturally there is no time for greetings, let alone congratulations.

Jing Jiu asked, Why is she so fast?

The escape from heaven and earth with the blessing of immortal energy is not as fast as yours, but it is also very fast.

Bu Qiuxiao looked at Xi Yiyun's already icy body not far away, and said, She hurt me in a sneak attack, but I can last for a while.

Jing Jiu followed his line of sight and saw more than a dozen corpses of Yimaozhai scholars. After a moment of silence, he said, You may have to last for another two hours.

Bu Qiuxiao looked at his face and asked, Can you hold on?

Jing Jiu said, It should be possible.

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The entire Chaotian Continent, or even the entire world, has reached a stalemate at this time.

Using the world as a furnace, this is really a peerless method.

The real powerhouses who have the ability to change the current situation cannot leave their place due to their own reasons. Bu Qiuxiao couldn't leave Qianlifenglang, the giant couldn't leave the maelstrom, Cao Yuan couldn't leave the underworld, and the green curtain and sedan chair couldn't leave Tongtianjing, because they wanted this world to continue to exist.

But how long can they last? The most critical question is, how long can Jing Jiu last?

The first thing Bai Zhenren did after returning to the human world was to come to Yi Mao Zhai, seriously injured Bu Qiuxiao, a newly promoted saint, and then disappeared into the world.

Obviously, she just wanted to wait for Jing Jiu to fail, to wait for these peerless powerhouses to fail.

If Jing Jiu didn't want to turn around, he had to find her and kill her within these two hours.

The question is, where is Master Bai at this time?

The sword light illuminates the lotus flowers on the lake, illuminates the bloodstains in the rocky mountains, illuminates the eyes of the scholars in Yimaozhai, and then illuminates the clouds and mist that linger in Yunmeng Mountain all year round.

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The cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou is still on the way.

Because of Tong Yan, Jing Jiu and Liu Ci entered the Yunmeng formation once.

Even without these prerequisites, what formation in the world can block this sword light?

Even the Heavenly Killing Formation couldn't do it, and the Yunmeng Great Formation naturally couldn't do it either.

The cloud and mist sank slightly, and then a tiny hole appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a tree on the side of a high platform in a certain valley broke, and the stream also broke, and a crack appeared on the ground, extending to the depths, and no one knew where it went.

This is the deepest part of the ground, and also the deepest part of the Yunmeng Formation. It has the deepest night, but also the most beautiful starry sky, as if it can lead from the world to the fairy world.

In the faint mist, Youdao's extremely huge figure exuded an unimaginable coercion.

Jingyang! You are too arrogant!

A thunderous roar shattered all the fog.

Qilin finally revealed his true body.

It's hard to describe in words.

If the corpse dog is like a black stone mountain, the Qilin is like that black mountain covered with colorful streamers and inlaid with all kinds of gemstones.

But regardless of whether it is beautiful or ugly, it is the oldest life in Chaotian Continent, the highest-level beast, and possesses earth-shaking power.

Looking around the world, apart from the Snow Queen, no one dared to say that it was its opponent. The corpse dog was able to deter it, and it was also because the corpse dog was even more deadly in a fight.

Jing Jiu looked at it without any vigilance in his eyes, and asked calmly, Where is Bai Yuan?

Qilin said angrily, How do I know?

Jing Jiu said, If she knew I was going to kill you, would she show up?

As if hearing the most absurd words in the world, Qilin laughed and said, Even if you are one of all things, can you kill me easily? Don't forget that I am a real beast! You have never seen my real realm ability, do you think it will be great soon? Hahahaha...

Its laughter stopped abruptly, and a look of disbelief and anger suddenly appeared in its eyes.

Jing Jiu opened his right hand at some point, and there was an ancient clock in his palm.

Jing Yunzhong.