In the colorful world, Xiao Ye is constantly moving forward, and the galaxies ahead are sparse.

But every galaxy is getting bigger.

They run through the heaven and earth, and the gathered spirit flowers, the symbols intertwined, becoming more and more terrifying, as if the will represent the heaven and earth came from a vast way, constantly "attacking" Xiao Ye.

It was like a mortal, who suddenly broke into the forbidden area of ​​the gods.

Buzz!

The power of the ancient classics of Taichu has lifted up these pressures and allowed Xiao Ye to continue moving forward.

"Have you finally reached the limit?"

At one moment, Xiao Ye's soul shook, and the huge pressure came across the sky, as if countless mountains were suppressed. The power born from the ancient Taichu scriptures could not compete with it, almost causing his soul to disperse, which scared him to stop quickly.

The intuition told him that if he went further, he might immediately be destroyed by the bombardment, his spiritual consciousness collapsed, and he would truly die.

"There are probably very few warriors at the peak of the spiritual level in the Three Thousand Realms who can reach this point." Xiao Ye was quite satisfied.

He is now in a special state, and any spiritual techniques and trump cards are useless. He can only rely on the power of the ancient classics of the beginning method to resist the pressure.

Therefore, he finally understood that the powerful ancient classics of the beginning method can not only have unparalleled foundations at the spiritual level, but also understand and control a stronger holy path.

"Is this the reason why the taboo ancient tribe was caused by cause and effect?" Xiao Ye thought about it.

This colorful world is not big. At this moment, he has reached the depths. Although there are still galaxies in front of him, they are out of reach.

"That's it!"

Xiao Ye no longer thought about it, but drifted towards the galaxy closest to him.

The galaxy river is colorful, like a giant dragon winding for millions of miles. Xiaoye floats over, like an inconspicuous wave in the vast ocean.

In this galaxy, immortal symbols flash, and the fog is hazy, as if some order has evolved, and the Tao is natural.

"This..." Xiao Ye was shocked after careful observation.

Any symbol here seems ordinary, but it contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. It is a mystery of the law that is greater than the true spirit. It is simply a world and has no comparison at all.

This is also normal.

After all, the law is mysterious and only maintains the operation of the low plane, while the holy path can penetrate the three thousand great realms.

"Taichu Transformation Sacred Art!"

Xiao Ye tried to copy it to the Taichu Linghua, but failed at the beginning.

"continue!"

Xiao Ye was not discouraged and continued to try to copy.

It is one thing to be able to get close to this galaxy, but it is another thing to copy and copy these symbols. He is very clear about this, so it is not surprising.

While Xiao Ye was constantly trying to copy and copy, the symbols of light continued to emerge above the Taichu Spirit Flower in the Holy Sea, but they disappeared as soon as they appeared and went back and forth.

"Um?"

"This saint is indeed not wrong. This kid is very ambitious and wants to understand this holy path."

"Even among my taboo ancient tribe, there are only a handful of people who dare to do this."

The Great Sage of Time, who was sitting cross-legged on the sea, noticed this scene, was slightly surprised, and then laughed.

The holy path cannot be passed on, only by understanding it yourself.

The peak spiritual powerhouse in the Three Thousand Realms, who understands the holy path, is like crossing a river by feeling a stone.

If the turbulence of a river reaches the limit that a warrior can bear, then if it is not good, it may drown. The safest way is to settle for the second best and find a slightly slower river so that you can still maintain your strength before you can reach the other side.

Therefore, there is no doubt that Xiao Ye’s behavior is dangerous. If a bad thing is possible, the spiritual flower may be broken and the death will disappear.

"Now my taboo path to the revival of the ancient clan is far away, so I can only take a different approach."

"Boy Xiao Ye, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Once you can successfully control this holy path, even if this saint cannot find the holy son, you will not be afraid."

"Although your qualifications are average,

But his mind is extraordinary." The Great Sage of Time murmured to himself.

...

"This...what's going on?"

In the dazzling galaxy, Xiao Ye was extremely shocked.

Every time he failed to copy, a slight crack would appear on his Taichu Spirit Flower. Although it was very weak, it would accumulate again and again, and it would be very scary.

Moreover, the terrifying pressure in the galaxy made him unable to leave at all, and he could only copy these symbols on the spiritual flowers over and over again.

"It must be that the holy path I have realized now is so terrible. It has reached the limit that Taichu Linghua can bear. If the copying fails, it will cause backlash."

"Damn it, the old man, Dasheng of Time, didn't tell me this. Is this going to kill me?" Xiao Ye was so angry that he cursed the eighteenth generation of Dasheng of Time.

If he had known this, he might have changed his mind for his own life. Now he would not be able to withdraw.

There are two roads now.

First, successfully copy these symbols and embark on the road to control this holy path.

Second, failure, death!

"It must be successful!"

"How much hardship did I endure in order to break through to the peak of the spiritual level? How could I fail here?" Xiao Ye forced himself to calm down and copy these symbols crazily.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Holy Sea was rolling violently, causing countless waves, and the aura of destruction was stirring up, and the Yin and Yang fish were scared to hide in the corner.

Buzz!

Xiao Ye's Taichu Spirit Flower was trembling. With his failure in copying every time, the fluctuations caused by the loss of the incomplete symbols climbed on the Taichu Spirit Flower like a stubborn disease. It accumulated countless times, making its cracks increasingly dense.

The importance of spiritual flowers to peak spirit level warriors is self-evident.

Once the spirit flower is broken, even if you are lucky enough to die, you will have no realm and become a useless person.

Under such threats, Xiao Ye was extremely focused. Every time he copied, he was frightened, but he still had failure.

"Are I Xiao Ye really going to die here?" Xiao Ye seemed to hear the footsteps of the god of death slowly approaching.

On the sea surface of the Holy Sea, the Great Saint of Time looked at the Taichu Linghua at the bottom of the sea, holding her palms tightly, looking quite nervous.

As time goes by, Taichu Spiritual Flowers are filled with cracks, and the light also dimmed, as if the cold winter is coming and is about to wither.

At the same time, in the Holy Sea, Xiao Ye's spiritual level fluctuations became increasingly weaker, like a light that was about to be extinguished.

In the end, the surging Holy Sea, after a boiling and rolling, finally calmed down completely.

"It seems that it is going to fail. Is this saint too eager?"
Chapter completed!