Konoha no Uchiha's desire to survive

On the way up, Cong Yun was also recording the general situation of the canyon, the destructive power at the bottom was very thin.

As long as there is no strange wind every once in a while, the bottom is actually very safe. This is the experience he and Cliff have summed up.

But the power of destruction becomes stronger the higher you go up, just like where Cong Yun is now, it can be said that the power of destruction is so strong that it almost gasifies.

Recalling the time when I passed through the abyss canyon, the feeling of destructive power is also very thin.

Cong Yun deduced from this that he should be in the middle of the canyon, the top and bottom are thin, and the middle is thick. This should be the composition of the canyon's destructive power.

Blinking his eyelids hard, Cong Yun stuck out his withered tongue and licked his lips habitually.

It's a pity that the nourishing feeling of the past is long gone, and his interest almost riots due to such despair.

However, the power of death is not violent and destructive power, so Cong Yun quickly calmed down the restless emotions, not letting himself be swayed by the despair brought about by the power of death.

While flying high, he didn't think about anything, and constantly groped for the rules of the power of death, which was his achievement during this period.

Death is not simple destruction, and neither is destruction, although both are mainly aimed at ending the life of all things.

But the derivation of the power of death actually still has vitality, while the derivation of destruction is the simplest nothingness.

Therefore, compared with the withering and extinction of the power of death, the destruction is based on the emptiness of all things, and there are traces to follow when the life is killed by the power of death.

But without the power of destruction to kill, then this substance will be completely gone.

However, although the power of rules is powerful, practitioners also need to deal with the risks involved.

Just like Cong Yun is now, the power of death will produce emotions of despair and indifference.

The despair brought about by the death of all things is enough to drive the cultivator into madness, and it is followed by the absolute coldness that ignores all emotions and desires.

After all, any emotion is powerless in the face of death, and only those who can truly stick to their original heart and unwavering Dao Xin can be consistent.

After realizing this, Cong Yun was very thankful that he had practiced the Heart Sword Art.

The term Dao Xin is somewhat vague to Cong Yun, as long as a person is still human, he will have mood swings to some extent.

He has a firm belief, but he still sticks to his heart in the face of various temptations, and he can't guarantee that he can do it.

But after practicing the Heart Sword Technique, he can at least calm down quickly before he gets emotional.

"I don't know what side effects the rules of life will bring to people...!"

Cong Yun, who was talking to himself, passed the time, constantly speculating in his heart about the situation brought about by the power of life.

Perhaps the heart of the Virgin Mary, or it may be the heart of the world!

Just as he was laughing at himself, a strange wind came out, and the destructive power contained in this wind was very strong.

The blowing made Cong Yun's body almost unable to maintain his stability, but fortunately, he stretched out the power of death in time to maintain his balance.

This unexplained strange wind immediately aroused Cong Yun's curiosity.

I thought about it for a while, and after a little identification of the direction, I went against the strange wind.

As he accelerated his flight, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the power of destruction naturally contained became more and more intense.

Knowing that he was about to reach his destination, Cong Yun accelerated again, and had to get to the source of the wind before it died down.

I don't know if I am close enough to the source of the wind, or if the wind lasts long enough this time.

When Cong Yun stared at the source of the violent wind, he saw this scene in front of him.

A cave with a size of at least [-] meters, these winds containing destructive power are emitted from this cave.

Faced with this situation, Cong Yun hesitated for a while, after all, the destructive power contained in this alone made him a little worried.

If there are old monsters of life in it, maybe I will give food to others.

However, the most important reason why the human race will become one of the masters of the starry sky is that they are constantly dying and on the way to death.

Cong Yun was also lured by his curiosity to move towards the wind cave, but he still made some preparations before approaching the wind cave.

It's like changing Obito's eyes again, although the power of death directly affected his body.

However, the divine power of yin and yang can still function, and this Sharingan can be used again.

With a body of about 1.7 meters five, it seems so small in front of the wind cave of more than [-] meters.

When Cong Yun approached the wind cave, the strong wind force was interrupted directly, as if to welcome him as a guest.

The wind cave is darker than the canyon. Fortunately, there is no difference between darkness and daylight for them. The only difference may be the length of the field of vision.

The cave is filled with a very strong atmosphere of destruction, and the feeling becomes stronger the further you go in.

But it's all here, and Cong Yun didn't intend to just turn around in such a despondent manner, he had to take a look at what it was anyway.

He buried himself in the road, and finally encountered something that made him stop.

In front of a huge stone gate, Cong Yun looked up and down at the carvings on the gate.

From the carvings on the gate, we can roughly see a systematic story.

The process of a creature growing from weak to strong is naturally full of all kinds of fighting and killing dramas, but Cong Yun is not a professional reasoner, so he relies on his own guesswork.

The answer to everything lies behind this stone door. With one hand resting on the stone door and exerting force, the force of death erupts and the stone door is pushed open by him.

A blinding light made him close his eyes instinctively, and the scene behind the stone gate made Cong Yun dumbfounded.

The source of destructive power is everywhere, and behind it is a colorful and colorful world.

Looking at the incomprehensible things in front of him, Cong Yun not only thought that he was under the illusion.

He hurriedly used the heart sword technique to recover himself, but the power of the soul reported that he hadn't been hit by magic tricks such as illusion.

This made him rub his shriveled chin and fell into deep thought.

"Don't you think it's incredible? Welcome to my world, friends who understand death."

Just when Cong Yun doubted his life, a voice appeared in his consciousness, which shocked him a lot.

"Who, don't play tricks, come out quickly...!"

Speaking of the explosion of the power of death, those colorful creatures instantly withered, all of which were rendered by Cong Yun's power of death.

"Don't get excited, I don't mean anything malicious, besides, are you so rude when you come to my house?"

The strange voice sounded again, which made Cong Yun calm down, mainly because he heard some important information.