Everything is silent, and the world is silent.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, and the Burial Heavenly Kung Fu was surging in his body, and wisps of gray light flowed around him, and terrifying and inexplicable fluctuations were blooming faintly.

After devouring Li Zhiwei's blood soul essence, Ye Xuan's burial skills have obviously increased. Although this increase is not obvious, this is an excellent signal for Ye Xuan.

call!

A breath of turbid air spurted out from Ye Xuan's mouth, and the void exploded and reunited in an instant. Ye Xuan also slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

"Li Zhiwei's cultivation is indeed extremely mellow, but unfortunately I have given me too short time." Ye Xuan murmured.

He devoured Li Zhiwei's Taoist practice and extracted the most original power for himself to absorb. Not only did the Burial Heaven Age become purer, but Ye Xuan's cultivation also undergoes earth-shaking changes, and the power in his body surging like a vast river.

However, Ye Xuan still did not really enter the realm of creation!

It’s not that Ye Xuan cannot enter the realm of creation, but that Ye Xuan suppressed his cultivation at the peak of the Nine Heavens Saint King and did not allow himself to enter this realm.

As we all know, if a person enters the realm of creation, he will lead to the God of Creation. This God of Creation is extremely terrifying and as famous as the Chaos Holy Tribulation. If he cannot overcome it, he will be destroyed and die. The dangers in it are definitely too much higher than the Chaos Holy Tribulation.

If Ye Xuan enters the realm of creation, the God of Creation will come. If Ye Xuan is not mistaken, his God of Creation will definitely not be that simple, and it will definitely be extremely terrifying.

He had survived the mutated chaotic holy tribulation back then. Ye Xuan dared to be extremely sure that his god of creation would definitely mutate, and at this moment he had no time to overcome the tribulation.

Therefore, Ye Xuan chose to suppress his cultivation at the peak of the Nine Heavens Holy King in order to avoid the arrival of the God of Creation at this moment, because now is not the time for him to pass the tribulation. Only when the time comes will he attract his God of Creation at the God of Creation.

Although he did not enter the realm of creation, he swallowed Li Zhiwei's Taoist practice and the power in Ye Xuan's body had a qualitative increase, which was definitely not comparable to before. This was something that Ye Xuan was pleased with.

The most critical point is that Ye Xuan suppressed his own cultivation and had his own plans. He had a vague plan in his mind, perhaps this God of Creation could help him at the most critical moment.

As for what Ye Xuan thought, only he knew.

"Why!"

When Ye Xuan's thoughts turned, he looked at the pool of blood on the ground indifferently, and his heart was filled with complex emotions for Li Zhiwei's death.

It was not Ye Xuan who felt sorry for Li Zhiwei, but seeing Li Zhiwei's death made Ye Xuan truly recognize the cruelty of this world.

Li Zhiwei is also a genius, otherwise he would not have become the second spiritual son of the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Palace, but in the end he was defeated at Dimoro and became a stepping stone for others.

Ye Xuan understood one thing very well: the road is boundless and difficult to move forward. Only by walking on other people's corpses can you reach the chaotic nine heavens and become the supreme existence that dominates the chaotic universe.

Li Zhiwei sounded the alarm for Ye Xuan. No matter whether you are a peerless genius or an eternal genius, if you cannot sweep away the great enemies of the heavens, you will eventually become the corpse under someone else's feet.

This road is rugged and difficult to walk, and there is no way out, because one step back is a deep abyss that will make you die without a place to bury yourself.

"Li Zhiwei, go with peace of mind. I promise you that you will fulfill. If you still have an incoming life, be an ordinary person. Don't be involved in this dispute between heaven and earth." Ye Xuan sighed and left Li Zhiwei's residence with great strides.

...

"Li Zhi's micro-transformation into the world."

In the Qingmu Pavilion, Ye Xuan said this lightly. The Lord of Zhitian Courtyard and others were slightly stunned. The next moment, his expression returned to calm, and there was no slight slight wave on everyone's face.

No one felt sorry for Li Zhiwei's death, just like an irrelevant ant died, because he was just a useless man, and he died after death, which was insignificant.

"The world is destroyed and there is no way out. Perhaps death is a relief for him." Zi Ling sighed softly.

"It's just a waste, he apologized for his death and made him cheaper." Yuan Tian said contemptuously.

"It's good that he's dead, otherwise he would have to go to the Tiandu Courtyard to walk there. Now he doesn't have to suffer this." The Lord of Zhitian Courtyard said lightly.

"Xiao Jiu, now you are the only one of the four spiritual sons to advance. Are you sure of the semi-finals in a thousand years?" The Lord of Zhitian Academy changed his voice and looked at Ye Xuan with a little expectation.

"I will do my best." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"I think the method of Jiqing Tian Palace seems to be ineffective to you. If your opponent in the next game is Ji Changliu and he can defeat him, when you return to the Wanling Tian Palace, you should be able to replace Li Zhiwei and become the second spiritual son." The subject of Zhitianyuan said earnestly.

"My brother, it's all up to you this time." Zi Ling was also cheering Ye Xuan up.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the Lord Zhitian Academy and others, Ye Xuan nodded lightly, but no one knew what he was thinking.

...

As the sea moves, time changes, time is the most ruthless thing. It can heal all scars and make people forget too many pasts.

So some people say that time is the best medicine, which can heal all the pain in this world and make a person's heart completely silent.

Thousands of years have passed in a flash.

When Ye Xuan walked out of the retreat, his temperament was slightly different, but the specific differences were hard to say.

It was also on this day that the semi-finals battle really started.

Dong-dong-dong-dong!

The sound of shocking drums is coming, the mountains and thunder are rippling, and people from various sects have entered the venue one after another, which also means that the genius event has begun again, and today's semi-finals battle will definitely be wonderful.

"Please draw lots for four players on stage."

As the voice of the Aoki Pavilion Master came, the top four players stepped onto the ring to decide their next opponent.

now.

The Lord of the Zhitian Courtyard and others were a little nervous. They hoped that Ye Xuan could draw Ji Changliu, and there might be a glimmer of hope for victory. If he faced Liu Baiyi and Dimoluo, he was afraid that Ye Xuan would definitely lose.

There is an old saying that the more you fear, the more you will be. When Ye Xuan unfolds the note in his hand, it is the Demoro of the Demon Swallowing Heavenly Demon Palace.

"hehe."

Suddenly, a chuckle came.

"God really favors me. My next opponent is actually you." Dimoro stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Xuan.

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not respond at all, as if he treated Demorro as air, which also made Demorro's face cold and a cruel look outlined at the corner of his mouth.

"The first game, the Demon in the Heavenly Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits and Heavenly Palace Demonic Night fights against the Demonic Palace of the Heavenly Devouring Demon."
Chapter completed!