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Gu Hengkong frowned, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he did not dare to move rashly.

His intuition told him that the black lotus plant in front of him was not simple. Even if Yang Xuan was forcibly killed, it would probably lead to murder in the end.

"Are you afraid?"

Yang Xuanjian raised his eyebrows slantingly, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he had expected this outcome.

No one can detect the existence of Pangu Axe Spirit, but Gu Hengkong is a strongman of the old generation after all, and he has a far superior insight into danger than ordinary people.

When the cultivation base has reached the transcendent realm, he can no longer be called a mortal.

Martial artists of this level have the ability to almost predict good and bad luck in the turning of their beliefs.

Obviously, Gu Hengkong felt a crisis, an extremely strong crisis.

Even if the Pangu Axe Spirit fell into a deep sleep, the aura emanating from it invisibly made Gu Hengkong fearful.

Gu Hengkong's heart was boiling with killing, and he laughed in anger, "Haha, since this place became famous, how can I be afraid of your little black lotus, what kind of wind and waves, what strange things have never seen before? No matter what you say or not. , the gap in cultivation between you and me is like a huge gulf."

"Cultivation determines strength, this is indeed undisputed, but there is a saying that boxing is afraid of young people, my cultivation may not be as good as yours, but when it comes to courage and courage, you are inferior. Of course, this can't be blamed. You, after all, the longer you live, the more afraid of death, it's human nature."

Yang Xuan sneered at him with color.

"Hmph, let's not talk about it, anyway, when I kill you, I will take this black lotus and study it slowly."

"Hehe, for the sake of your curiosity, it's okay to tell you. This thing was condensed when I entered the Supreme Realm. I call it the Black Lotus of Creation."

Yang Xuan's voice resounded like thunder, resounding through the audience, and the whole world was suddenly silent.

Countless young geniuses, countless old martial arts monsters, looked at the little black lotus hovering above Yang Xuan's head, and their faces showed incredible shock.

"This black lotus... is it some kind of supreme domain!?"

"The realm is the symbol of the supreme. Every warrior who steps into the supreme realm will have one or several realms, and it is rare and unheard of in ancient times to use a strange plant as the realm."

The crowd was in an uproar, even the mad Taoists, Gu Daochen, and Bei Gongwu were also amazed.

The so-called Supreme Realm is nothing more than a field of Dao power. As the saying goes, entering Dao with martial arts is like this. Only by breaking through to the Supreme Realm can it truly be regarded as a preliminary threshold of ' Dao'.

"Using the black lotus as the domain to promote lotus fruit is clearly the seed of Taoism."

Gu Hengkong's face changed drastically, and he finally figured out what he was doing.

"The Tao..."

Yang Xuan raised his brows, the name was really appropriate.

Indeed, his creation black lotus is the product of the fusion of various martial arts and profound meanings, and it is also called a seed.

Its existence, in this life, is to nourish the top lotus fruit. Once the lotus fruit continues to grow and grow, this seemingly small seed will one day become a towering tree, and eventually evolve into a grand world.

This is a world that only belongs to Yang Xuan. Unlike the Nine Realms, it is acquired the day after tomorrow. No matter how Yang Xuan refines it, it will not be as easy as the world of his own origin.