And the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth made him even more fragile.

Quietly, these changes were completed.

And the rainbow light that escaped from a distance finally stopped in front of him and appeared.

This is a monk who looks older and has a bigger build. The look he looks over shows undisguised worry and anxiety.

Finally, his eyes fell on the blood at the corner of the man's mouth.

"Senior brother, did you force yourself to pass through the barrier again?"

The man nodded slightly: "Yes."

The burly monk said:

"Senior brother, although it is important to pass the test, you still have to take care of your own body and don't force yourself!"

The man nodded, then shook his head, and said softly:

"The situation outside is changing day by day, and even the five regions are gradually showing signs of being out of control.

But it has been one hundred and seventy years since we closed the mountain, and still no Nascent Soul has been born, how can I not be anxious!"

"But you must also take care of your own body." The burly monk emphasized again.

The man looked at him, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your concern, junior brother. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."

The burly monk looked at him and opened his mouth. He could hear the perfunctory tone in his senior brother's words, but in the end he did not repeat the topic again.

Instead, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. This action was inexplicably similar to the scene where the male cultivator looked up at the sky just now.

After a while, he sighed: "Senior brother, I really doubt that our Xingxiu Sea has been subjected to some strange curse!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed imperceptibly.

"Oh, why do you think so?"

The burly monk withdrew his eyes from the sky, looked at the man, and said:

"Let's just talk about you, senior brother. With your accumulation and the resources left in the palace, according to past rules, you should have been able to break through the Nascent Soul a hundred years ago."

The man shook his head and said:

"How can things be as easy as you say? No matter how talented and accumulated you are, there is no guarantee of success.

In the history of the sect, are there not many geniuses who failed at this stage?

None of those fallen ancestors were less talented than me."

The burly monk nodded without refuting, and continued:

"Even so, one of you should be able to make it, right?!"

The man is silent.

In the Constellation Palace, realm, talent, accumulation, understanding... these aspects are almost the same as him, and they are all on the threshold of breakthrough. After one hundred and seventy years of self-defense, there are already five people.

If you fail to pass one or two levels, it can be said to be bad luck.

But they all failed, which was no longer explained by bad luck, but simply bad luck.

It is not the bad luck of one person, but the bad luck that hangs over the entire constellation.

The burly monk continued to speak.

"Besides, our ancestor died suddenly in his prime, which raises many doubts.

The dignified Xingxiu Palace, has there ever been such a miserable time? The Yuanying Dynasty has been dead for nearly two hundred years... Hey, all the bad luck has happened to our generation!"

The man remained silent and seemed to feel sad about it.

At this moment, another escaping light appeared in the distance.

The two stopped communicating and turned to look.

That was because other people further away also sensed the abnormality here and came to check the situation.

After knowing that the man was suffering from the backlash caused by the failure of forcibly attacking Yuanying, they all expressed concern and comfort. Everyone also knew that the most suitable thing for him to do now was to rest and regulate his breathing.

They didn't stay long. They said a few words of comfort and then left one after another.

After watching all these people go away, the man's mood calmed down.

He didn't change his attitude because of their departure, and went straight back to the retreat cave below.

The formation slowly closed behind him, completely isolating the inside and outside.

The man sat cross-legged on the stone couch in the quiet room for a while. Suddenly, a powerful spiritual power rushed into the void in front of him.

Slowly, spiderweb-like patterns appeared in the void in front of him. They were densely packed and had both the subtlety of talisman patterns and the connotation of formations. They seemed to be connected with the entire world.

This is a powerful force that seals the entire sea of ​​stars and completely isolates the inside and outside.

As the power of his soul continued to be consumed, the spider web connecting the world became clearer and clearer, and a pale yellow talisman also appeared.
Chapter completed!