Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

After the voice fell, Chu Yang, who paused slightly, took a step forward involuntarily.

Chu Yang was startled, and wanted to stop and move on.

Only then did he notice the change, and his expression changed involuntarily.

The true essence in the body disappeared, the martial soul couldn't sense it, the soul was silent, the lamp of the soul was plunged into darkness, and he couldn't even detect the situation in the body.

The power from cultivation disappeared completely.

The strength he has now, with one punch, definitely does not exceed two hundred catties.

"Seal? Why don't you feel anything?"

"Illusion? Why can't you even sense the heart lamp?"

"The power of the Supreme Tomb!"

Chu Yang didn't panic, he looked around and saw that it was pitch black, but when he looked carefully, it was an extremely thick black mist flowing silently and slowly.

The rear was also pitch black.

There was nothing to see except within ten meters ahead.

The path under my feet is only three feet wide.

"Other than that, there's not a single sound!"

Footsteps fell, but no sound came out.

There was complete silence in the surrounding area.

"I basically understand this level!"

Chu Yang smiled wryly.

If it is as he guessed, it seems simple, but it is extremely difficult.

Take a step, not fast or slow.

A day later, he felt hungry, this feeling was too long ago.

Three days later, his lips started to chapped.

Five days later, my legs were as heavy as lead, and it was almost impossible to move.

Seven days later, I was dizzy and walked forward unsteadily.

That's all, the key is that there is no sound, not even the beating of the heart, which makes people feel lonely and crazy.

"If the cultivation base is still alive, let alone seven days, even 700 years, it will not be difficult for people, but now...!"

Chu Yang smiled wryly and shook his head.

But his eyes were as bright as lights.

After all, I have been lonely for hundreds of years, and I am used to being alone. Now, it is only a little more difficult and makes my body tired.

One month passed, and he didn't die of thirst or starvation. Chu Yang still walked forward unsteadily, like an old man on the verge of death, who would fall down at any time.

"When will this be?"

"Thirsty to the extreme!"

"Hungry to the extreme!"

"Extremely tired!"

"Sleepy to the extreme!"

"The most frightening thing is being extremely lonely!"

"Only keep the basic bodily functions!"

Chu Yang lamented.

The current him is only supported by his tenacious will.

The light in his eyes has not diminished, and he moves forward slowly according to a frequency.

The black mist on both sides was still rolling silently, like a waking demon, ready to rush over and swallow him up at any moment.

Darkness behind, no light ahead.

Only the circle under the feet is the light of vitality.

"Ah... I can't stand it!"

On one of the small roads, a young man in the state of concentration roared silently, plunged into the black mist on the left, and disappeared without a sound.

"I want to stop and rest, even if it's just for a little while!"

This is a young woman who has reached the realm of a true god. She could not stop for three breaths, and her whole body disappeared little by little from her feet up.

"Woooooo, I don't want treasures, chances, or anything. I just want to go back, drink water, eat food, and sleep...!"

It was a middle-aged man who staggered and fell down with a low murmur.In the next moment, exhaustion overwhelmed his rationality, and he didn't want to get up.

"Just squint for a while, just for a while!"

The middle-aged man murmured and fell asleep.

His body began to crumble and eventually disappeared.

In the first month, a total of 180 strong men above concentration died.

The second month...

third month...

Never ending!

Chapter 564 The Real Ruthless Man

Chu Yang walked silently.

a month...

two months...

three months...

Chu Yang was not discouraged, even though he staggered, his body was shriveled, and his mind seemed to be swallowed, but his eyes were still bright.

One year...

two years...

Three years...

Black hair dyed frost, dry skin, stooped body.

His footsteps did not change in any way, and his eyes, as before, became brighter.

In his heart, there is only one belief, which is to keep going, keep going, as long as the will and soul are not dead, just keep going.

This is his persistence.

On a small road, an ancestor of the Faxiang Realm staggered, and his left hand fell into the black mist without a sound, and the palm disappeared.

He froze for a moment, then let out a scream.

Emotions such as exhaustion, hunger, pessimism, despair, and pain flooded into his heart in an instant, and his will to persevere also collapsed in an instant.

"Why? Why is it not the end?"

"No sound, no food, no hope!"

"The endless road, is it really endless?"

"I can't hold on anymore, I really can't hold on!"

"Oh my god, what the hell is this place? Do you really want to bury me here? I want to become a fairy, I want to live forever, I want to be immortal!"

The ancestor murmured, in a trance, fell into the black mist, and seemed to disappear, leaving only a desperate cry: "I'm not willing!"

Another way.

Shui Qingling lowered her head and walked silently. Her skin was dry, her hair was withered, and even her hands were black and dry.

She didn't seem to see it, her eyes lacked the slightest aura, she just stared at the road in front of her and walked forward.

one of the roads.

Feng Yan cried in his heart, he had cried a long time ago.

"Wooooow, I miss my mother, my father, my brothers and sisters, my grandparents, and my ancestors!"

"I don't want to be here, I don't want to be in this ghost place!"

"I want to eat the cakes made by my mother's collection of [-] kinds of fairy things, and I want to eat the purple jade sweet potatoes that ripen once in a million years!"

Whenever she couldn't keep going, a red light shone from her body, eliminating fatigue, hunger and thirst, and negative emotions, allowing her to return to the state when she just stepped on the path, and move on.

In the Supreme Tomb, does she actually have the power to affect this place? !

ten years……

50...

100...

Chu Yang's waist was about to break, and almost all his hair fell out. There were few white hairs left. His skin was dry and wrapped around his bones. His whole body was like a rotten bone.

A pair of bright eyes, although somewhat dim, are still very bright.

Finally, a light appeared ahead.

With a revival of his spirit, he seemed to have stepped out of the [-]th hell, and the vitality in his body began to recover, but the pace of his feet was not disordered.

There is no room for error at the last minute.

He knows a truth, the more critical the moment, the less chaos.

Especially in the situation where he insisted on relying on will, once he lost his pace, he would fall into death if he couldn't say the next step.

Tatata...!

Take a few steps and walk into the light.

Darkness fades, life takes on color.

"The first level is over!"

Chu Yang let out a foul breath, and sat down on the ground. The next moment, he felt a wave of power flowing into his body from under him. In an instant, he was exhausted, hunger and thirst were gone, and even his spirit was extremely vigorous. .

His state has returned to the peak, and he is also extremely comfortable, just like a flying fairy

From extreme pain to extreme relief.

It's like flying from hell to heaven.

Close your eyes slightly, and communicate with the bronze door.

On the small road, he couldn't sense it, but he wasn't affected at this moment.

"It's only been a day?"

Chu Yang trembled.

There is a time mark on the bronze door, only one day has passed, but in his feeling, at least a hundred years have been walked on the path.

"Is it an illusion? Or a magical power involving time?"

After suppressing his thoughts, Chu Yang felt that his strength had returned, but he was suppressed in his body here, but he didn't feel hungry or tired.

Looking around, this is a grassland.

The green grass is green, the breeze is gentle, and the world is vast, which makes people feel refreshed suddenly.

Not far away, Lei Wushuang's seven arrogances were intact.

Shui Qingling and Li Xiaobai were also safe and sound.

In addition to them, there are nearly a hundred strong people who persisted.