Chapter 159 (1/2)

In the darkness, only the jade platform under the feet of the two people radiated a dark light. Then, a little star light floated slowly and turned into a light door of about ten feet high and low in an instant.

The soul emperor pointed to the light gate and said, ”in the place of trial, those stone platforms and 99 pass into the mountain gate will eventually lead to here. The former convenience is the place of inheritance. Whether you can get it depends on your chance.”

Xiang Yang nodded gently and jumped in.

”This...” after the light and shadow changed, he looked at everything in front of him and didn't know how to describe it.

It's a brilliant sea of stars, but the key is, why is the earth above and the sky below?

As soon as he entered the light door, there were ups and downs above his head, but there were stars under his feet. Xiang Yang walked in this strange space, looking left and right. He was surprised.

The whole man seemed to be held in the air by a strange force. He tried to go up for a long time, but the distance from the peaks above seemed to have not changed at all, and it was just the same down.

He tried to go to the other side, or move forward and back, but no matter how far he went, the position of his head and feet did not deviate.

Here, the concept of time is lost, and distance is also meaningless. I don't know when Xiang Yang has entered a state of being confused and forgetting everything, floating in a daze.

As he entered this state, he knew that the sky climbing tree in the sea suddenly turned into a virtual shadow behind him. In contrast, Xiang Yang at the root of the tree was as small as dust.

After this virtual shadow, the Hongmeng branch floats out. Although it is only an insignificant branch, it gives people the feeling of being indomitable. Tens of thousands of Zhang high climbing trees are like a seedling in front of it.

This is not a metaphor in volume, but a distinction and suppression from origin.

Hongmeng branch trembled slightly, as if communicating with some existence, but it had been in vain.

After a long time, the shadow of an ancient bronze sword appeared behind Hongmeng branch. The body of the sword was upward, and the complicated patterns were bright and dark. The sword tip trembled slightly. The ripples visible to the naked eye but silent went straight into the void, stirring the projection of the peaks in the sky...

I don't know how long I've been gone. It seems that there has been one yuan. It seems that it's just a moment. The green waters and mountains in the air suddenly blurred, and then they split like a landscape painting and were torn into two pieces.

A pair of huge eyes appeared in the crack, the Hongmeng branch trembled rapidly, and the bronze ancient sword made a buzzing sound. Then, a drop of golden blood dropped from the crack and fell straight in the direction of Xiang Yang...

The eyes disappeared quietly, and a faint sigh echoed in the space. The Hongmeng branch and the bronze ancient sword trembled slightly towards the sky, as if they were saying goodbye to something, and then disappeared...

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Xiang Yang felt that he had an extremely strange dream. It seemed that he had experienced a long life in the dream, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.

He looked around and found himself sitting cross legged on a golden round platform, which was painted with extremely complex array patterns.

The so-called complexity is because if you look carefully, you will find that each of the simplest array patterns is actually composed of countless small array patterns. If you use your spiritual sense to explore them, you will find that there are even smaller array patterns in these small array patterns...

Around the round platform, there is a colorful and gorgeous cloud.