The Art of the Great Sword

He was clearly going through a tribulation, so how could he end up in such a gloomy world?

Here, the smell of death is everywhere.

These gray mist seem to be death itself.

He was now shrouded in death, and the sudden voice that came into his ears made Fang Qingyang immediately increase his vigilance.

He carefully looked at the surrounding situation, and even used his Delirium Eye for the first time.

But when he used his delusion-destroying eye, he found that his delusion-destroying eye was ineffective.

It was as if this magical power had been deprived of him, preventing him from observing the surroundings with his delusion-breaking eyes!

What's going on?

Fang Qingyang was alert in his heart, he was going through a tribulation, and now he was suddenly pulled into a dark world, and the smell of death was everywhere around him. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a place where he was going through a tribulation.

This must be an illusion!

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyang simply sat cross-legged in the air. He stuck to his heart and tried to communicate with the outside world.

But the smell of death was getting stronger and stronger. Not only that, that majestic voice sounded in his ears again: "Fang Qingyang, your sins were heinous during your lifetime, and you will go to endless purgatory after your death!"

As this voice came, Fang Qingyang suddenly felt like the world was spinning.

Then, he came to a world full of flames!

This place is filled with scorching heat, and many human beings are struggling in this environment.

They were burned by the flames and were wailing in pain.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Qingyang frowned.

Is this also part of the catastrophe?

As soon as he thought of this, he felt a blazing high temperature sweeping towards him. When he looked carefully, he realized that his body had been wrapped in fiery red flames.

The flames now only brought high temperature and could not cause harm to him.

But Fang Qingyang discovered that the temperature of the flame was rising rapidly. Soon, his body after using the Dragon Transformation Technique could no longer withstand the blazing high temperature.

There was pain gradually, mild at first, but soon became severe.

The severe pain made Fang Qingyang's face twist in pain. He immediately mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body to suppress the pain, but it had no effect.

Not only that, after the spiritual energy comes into contact with these flames, it actually increases the power of the flames, making the flames even more powerful.

Feeling what he was experiencing now, Fang Qingyang still didn't want to believe that this was real.

He felt that the leader was the owner of the voice just now.

But where is the other party hiding?

Fang Qingyang directly used the power of space creation. Now, his space creation power is also transforming in the direction of the power of space reincarnation.

But this transformation is not complete unless he completely overcomes the catastrophe.

But the trouble he was facing now made him feel even more overwhelmed.

Now he only felt the shadow of death lingering in his heart, and the flames were like gangrene attached to his bones, trying to destroy his soul.

Under such circumstances, he suddenly discovered that he still had many shortcomings.

"This is definitely an illusion, this is not real!"

Fang Qingyang began to try to forget his pain, as if he had directly chosen to forget it after acquiring the skills on the inheritance stone tablet.

He didn't care about the pain in his own body. He regarded the pain as affecting others and had nothing to do with him.

Gradually, he really felt that the pain he was suffering now was relieved a lot.

Then he began to think carefully about how to break the situation.

There is no doubt that the situation he is encountering now is definitely being pulled into an illusion.

This is an illusion created by one's own reincarnation calamity. Only by surviving this illusion can one be able to survive this calamity.

He looked at the creatures struggling in the sea of ​​fire. Their twisted faces and painful wails all seemed real.

But it was this reality that gave Fang Qingyang an additional understanding.

"Why practice? Isn't it just to pursue stronger power and longer lifespan!"

"If this is purgatory, then the reason why I embark on the path of cultivation is to avoid falling into reincarnation and entering this purgatory one day in the future."

"I'm not dead yet. Even if I die, as a monk, I won't have the chance to be reincarnated."

"What's more, how could I die under the attack of Heavenly Tribulation!"

After Fang Qingyang finished speaking, a warm current suddenly rushed into his mind.

After he figured something out, some of the shackles in his mind were broken.

In an instant, his soul seemed to have reached a higher level, allowing him to overlook everything now.

He broke through.

After being tortured in this purgatory, he came to an inner enlightenment, which caused the shackles in his mind to be released, allowing his soul state to successfully enter the realm of reincarnation!

At this moment, Fang Qingyang saw that the sea of ​​fire around him was quickly disappearing, and a force pulled his body into a world of ice and snow again.

There is solid ice here that never melts all year round, and extreme cold is the theme here.

Entering this place, Fang Qingyang felt like he was about to turn into an ice sculpture.

Fortunately, this feeling was only temporary. As he thought, a warm current enveloped his body, protecting him from the cold and heat.

Here, there are also many living beings suffering from pain.

The extreme cold here can obviously freeze all living creatures into ice sculptures, even freezing their consciousness, but those creatures have not suffered such trouble.

They are suffering in this extremely cold place. Death will not be brought to them here, but their current situation is more terrible than death.

Fang Qingyang looked at all this and said, "How can I fall into hell if I do good deeds and accumulate virtue?"

"I have seen through all your tricks. If you have any other tricks, use them all!"

He simply didn't believe what he was encountering now.

Just as his voice fell, time and space changed again, bringing Fang Qingyang to a bloody knife mountain.

On the mountain of swords, there are countless creatures suffering from Lingchi's torture.

There is a force driving those creatures to climb up the mountain of knives. They are cut into pieces by the mountain of knives, but their bodies will re-condensate, and then they climb up the mountain of knives again, and the cycle repeats.

Wails of pain are still the theme here, and all the creatures climbing the Knife Mountain are repenting of their past.

When Fang Qingyang saw this, he said: "The past has become an established fact and cannot be changed. What's the use of repenting?"

After he said this, he suddenly felt a force driving his body towards the mountain of swords.