Seeking the Way of Immortality

Colorful light filled the air, and the huge vortex was like a huge, motionless wheel, floating above the ancient building, surrounding the entire ancient building. From a distance, it looked like a colorful egg.

The air was filled with a heavy atmosphere, and anxiety and tension spread around everyone. Whether they knew it or not, they could not remain calm at this moment.

No one spoke, because at this moment no one understood what would happen next? Moreover, the motionless colorful vortex seemed to be brewing something. If they were careless, they might die. The minds of the two people and the demon were firmly tied to the ancient building at this moment, and they dared not relax for a moment.

And Wu Zheng, who was motionless in the center of the vortex, seemed to wake up from a deep sleep at this time. He opened his eyes and saw that his eyes were dim, as if he had no soul. His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and even a little old.

Yes, it was old!

His lips were chapped, as if he had lost too much water. It stands to reason that this situation should not occur at his level of cultivation, but no one can withstand endless swallowing for a day and a night, even if he has nine golden pills, even if he has nine spiritual beads of each type!

However, facing the 'Nine Spirit Soul Locking Array' specially set up for him, he was powerless to resist.

Fortunately, the 'Ten Thousand Lights' protected his soul, so he did not faint in the extreme pain, but retained a trace of clarity.

Since his cultivation, almost everything he has learned is related to pain. The kind of piercing, heart-wrenching, and ant-piercing pain has accompanied him to this day. Today, he has become somewhat accustomed to it.

Keeping a trace of clarity in the extreme pain is his greatest gain over the years.

This trace of clarity once again saved his life.

One day and one night, if you say it's fast, it's just a blink of an eye, but for Wu Zheng, it seems as long as 36,000 days. The nine spiritual beads of each attribute are completely liquefied, wrapped in the golden elixir, and continuously provide spiritual power. Until this moment, no spiritual power can be extracted.

You know, if it is normal, it is almost impossible to completely refine the nine spiritual beads without three to five years of effort, but this impossible thing, after encountering such an extreme situation, it only took one day and one night to be completely refined.

The nine spiritual beads that originally took several years to completely refine, from preliminary refining to complete refining in just over ten days, you can imagine how strong the body and nerves need to be to bear it, that is, Wu Zheng, no one else can do it, even the old monster of the transformation of the spirit needs to weigh it.

No reason, Wu Zheng's body has been tempered by the magma for several years, and the tempering of the thunder again and again, and it is no less than an ordinary spiritual treasure.

In addition, the power of the Nine Spirit Soul Locking Formation has been weakened over time, which has given Wu Zheng a chance to catch his breath.

At this time, the nine golden pills in Wu Zheng's dantian are about twice as large as before. The fist-sized golden pills are dim and dull. Although the size has changed, the golden pills at this time are not as powerful as the previous ones because of the loss of spirituality.

However, this is only temporary. It can be imagined that once Wu Zheng's strength is restored, his combat effectiveness will increase again. There is no doubt about this.

For a day and a night, Wu Zheng seemed to be awake and asleep, with only a trace of consciousness. He saw with his own eyes that his true essence was reduced bit by bit, the luster of the golden pill gradually dimmed, and his body became dehydrated and old.

The power of time was extremely clear at this moment.

As time passed, Wu Zheng's perception of life became deeper and deeper. He was wandering between life and death. The sense of urgency that he could die at any time made his spiritual perception particularly clear, and his perception of cultivation spells in his mind became deeper and deeper.

The strong true essence that he was always proud of seemed insignificant under the power of the formation.

Just when Wu Zheng was confused and everyone was impatient, the ancient building suddenly made a buzzing sound.

The sound rolled like thunder, from far to near.

As the sound sounded, the originally motionless huge colorful spiritual energy tide suddenly changed, and the nine kinds of light flourished. Before everyone could react, it suddenly turned into a huge yin and yang fish, and the yin and yang fish began to rotate slowly as soon as it took shape.

"Look, the nine-color light disappeared!"

"The secret realm is about to open!"

"Black and white, that is the Tai Chi yin and yang fish."

"Ask the sword sect monks to prepare, be ready to enter the secret realm at any time." Wu He shouted.

"Get ready." Snow said lightly to the demons behind him.

"Later, when the secret realm opens, you don't have to worry about me, just go in directly." Yu Deshui said to his subordinates.

"Yes, obey the order of the Pavilion Master." The monks of the Treasure Pavilion said respectfully.

"Well, that guy is gone, it seems he has died."

"Alas! Even if the Golden Immortal was alive, there is no chance of him surviving!"

"What a pity!"

Everyone looked at the slowly rotating Tai Chi Yin Yang fish with excitement, waiting for the secret realm to open.

At this moment, the rotating Tai Chi Yin Yang fish suddenly accelerated, and a beam of strong light suddenly appeared in the middle of the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish, illuminating the entire sky.

However, that beam of strong light was only the size of a pinhole, and as the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish rotated, the beam of strong light was gradually getting bigger.

"Everyone, the exit of the secret realm has appeared." Ye Jiutian said loudly.

"Yes, the beam of light in the center is the entrance."

Wu Zheng, who was in confusion, was suddenly awakened by a strong beam of light, and his consciousness returned to clarity in an instant. He looked stern and said to himself: "Fortunately, I finally made it to the secret realm and opened it!"

While everyone was excited, the rotating Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish suddenly absorbed spiritual energy crazily, and the surrounding spiritual energy swarmed towards the center of the Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish like a rolling tide.

"What's going on? Why are you still absorbing spiritual energy?"

"I don't know, I've never seen this happen before."

"Maybe it's because the spiritual energy in the secret realm is insufficient!" Ye Jiutian murmured.

"Well, it's possible."

A sneer formed on Wu Zheng's lips as his consciousness returned to clarity. The secret technique of 'Swallowing Spirits' was activated at this moment. The surge of spiritual energy was caused by the secret technique of 'Swallowing Spirits'.

But he won't say it stupidly!

The spiritual energy wave caused by the instantaneous use of the soul-swallowing secret technique swept over the sky and covered the sky. Wu Zheng's cultivation was rapidly recovering, and his originally pale face became rosy. His slightly old-looking demeanor was slowly recovering. recover.

Time for a cup of tea has passed.

One percent!

Half the stick of incense passed, but the wave of spiritual energy continued. The light beam that was originally the size of a needle eye now became the size of an egg.

Twenty percent!

An hour passed quietly while everyone was waiting. At this time, the light beam, which was only the size of an egg, was already as thick as a bucket, enough to accommodate a person entering it. However, no one entered. After all, no one knew what was going on in the secret realm. .

So everyone is still waiting.

Wu Zheng was so anxious that he had never felt that time passed so fast. An hour had passed, and his true energy had only recovered 40%.

The secret technique of swallowing souls only lasted for half an hour, restoring his cultivation level to about 30%. The remaining half hour was spent relying on the spiritual energy absorbed by his own golden elixir, which was abnormally slow.

"Look, the spiritual energy tide has slowed down."

The monks from the human and demon tribes said keenly.

"Yes, it seems that the spiritual energy is enough! I think it is time for us to enter when the spiritual energy stops.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Zheng's true energy has recovered about 50%, and he has the ability to fight.

The spiritual energy tide has stopped, and the light beam that was originally as thick as a bucket formed a light door that could pass through one person, hanging above the Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish.

A stone gate that could allow one person to pass through also appeared under Wu Zheng's feet. Before he could think about it carefully, Wu Zheng's figure flashed and disappeared.

Over there, some people from the human and demon tribes could not resist the temptation and flew towards the light door.

"What are you waiting for? There are quick hands and slow hands. Opportunities wait for no one." A monk shouted loudly.

"I'll go first!"

As the shouts rang out, countless monks harnessed the escaping light and swarmed towards the light door.

"Get out of the way and let me go first."

The monks shouted loudly.

"My dear men, our time has come!" Niu Sheng shouted.

The more than a hundred demons behind him harnessed their demonic energy and flew toward the light gate.