A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the latest chapter has arrived.
On this day, when approaching the Supreme Hall, a powerful vitality suddenly soared into the sky. That vitality shone with a greenish-blue light, forming a beam of light that shot straight up to the horizon.
Luo Fan opened his eyes that had been tightly closed for a thousand years. Two golden beams of light flashed by. Looking towards the place where the light shot up, he already understood exactly what was going on.
It turned out that it was the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor who had spent a thousand years completing that one level of forbidden ritual refinement! It transforms all the energy within its body into boundless vitality!
This beam of light is precisely the scene when all the vital energy is unleashed.
The Yellow Turban Warrior Emperor suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his hands high and let out a loud roar.
With his loud roar, the beam of light that connected heaven and earth in the sky suddenly retracted. In the blink of an eye, it had completely retracted and vanished into his body.
Luo Fan carefully perceived it and already knew that the heart part of this Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor had an additional layer of extremely complex restrictions. That prohibition was composed of tens of thousands of talismans and seals. Each pair of talismans and seals had a mysterious connection. When these tens of thousands of talismans and seals were combined, they appeared extremely complex and enigmatic.
Within this talisman, there is a void of moderate size, within a radius of a thousand feet, vast and desolate, yet completely empty, as if it were a vacuum.
The free-flowing wood essence within the body of the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor has been completely transformed into emerald green vital energy under the strict restraint of his heart. The color seems similar to that of the previous Wood Essence, but its nature has completely changed.
After their appearance, these emerald green vital energies flowed along the meridians within the Yellow Turban Warrior Emperor's body, being transformed, constricted, compressed and condensed by the countless talismans and seals entwined on the meridians, becoming increasingly pure and condensed.
Luo Fan waved his hand gently, and the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor was immediately intimidated by an invisible force. The void shifted, and in an instant, it came before him.
When the Yellow Turban Warrior Emperor saw Luo Fan, he bowed and clasped his hands but remained silent.
The Yellow Turban Warrior Emperor was refined to the thirty-sixth level of prohibition and was just one step away from achieving the magic treasure. He already had some intelligence, some thoughts, and even some feelings. Although he had no self-awareness, in a certain sense, he could still be regarded as a living being. Naturally, he could accurately judge the situation and know when to speak and when not to speak.
Luo Fan's thought plunged into the body of the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor. With a sudden movement of his mind, the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor transformed into a green stream of air, directly rushing into his body and then spreading out with a thunderous roar, sweeping through every part and every cell of his entire body.
It seems as if a membrane has been added to every part and every cell inside his body, whether it's the meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, muscles, or bones... None of them can break away from this film.
By sensing the ability of this membrane, Luo Fan knew that this membrane actually had no defensive capability at all.
Its function is more about the repair effect after injuries to those parts of the body.
Sure enough, just as I expected. Although his ability was limited, Luo Fan was very satisfied.
All he needed was just this kind of function originally...
A tribulation artifact does not necessarily need to have an extremely strong defense capability.
The tribulation is a process in which the energy within the body develops to a certain extent, triggering a certain energy in the universe, causing it to rebel and enabling it to attack the cultivator.
This process is, in fact, a process of refining the energy within the body and the body itself.
If one were to use magical weapons to defend against such attacks and keep them out of the body, the ordeal could indeed be easily overcome. However, the energy within the body and the body itself would lose an opportunity for refinement and training, which would be somewhat imperfect.
This is also the reason why Luo Fan, who could easily eliminate Hong Jun's fate, had to instead resort to refining magic treasures to help Hong Jun escape the calamity.
Luo Fan sensed the might of the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor and was extremely satisfied. With a sudden movement of his mind, the membrane that had enveloped every cell and every part of his body suddenly burst out from all the orifices of his body and left him. In the blink of an eye, a Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor of a height of ten feet had once again condensed before him!
The expression was calm and indifferent.
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In the small thousand worlds, a thousand years have passed, while in the primordial World, it was less than two years and nine months.
After more than two years of trekking, Hongjun was no longer struggling in the eight-hundred-mile-wide river by now - for sure, his speed was faster than that of a galloping horse.
Because the closer one gets to Mount Buzhou, the more complex the terrain becomes, so in the past two years and more, Hongjun's advance distance was not very long. If calculated carefully, it was only about 500,000 li.
It didn't even run out of the perception range that Luo Fan had enhanced with the help of the Void Wuji Palace.
At this moment, Hongjun was standing on the top of a thousand-foot mountain peak, gazing ahead at the undulating land and the magnificent land, a boundless sense of heroic spirit welled up in his heart.
At this moment, he felt that he had suddenly gained a brand-new understanding of Mount Buzhou.
At the same time, an inexplicable sense of confidence welled up in his heart and filled his heart.
By this time, Hongjun's face had become much more tainted by the vicissitudes of life. Although the years of hard work had brought him great benefits, what was reflected on his appearance was more obvious than on his inner self.
If I hadn't met my master, how could I have been like this today? Hongjun's heart was in turmoil.
Although he had self-proclaimed his energy for twelve years, he could sense that his state of mind had made great progress and that the energy within him had been refined and concentrated nearly twice as much. If he were to add in the application methods he had comprehended in these days, his strength would at least increase by more than three times. This is Hongjun's confidence!
With this realization, he was naturally more grateful to his master who had arranged such a long journey. These days, whenever he realizes his own progress, he would express his gratitude to his master once. This has almost become his habit.
Suddenly, a very strange feeling emerged in Hongjun's mind and thoughts.
... This feeling is just like... A great disaster is about to strike!
What's going on? Hongjun was in a state of shock and uncertainty.
A diverse society came, and he was constantly practicing, but this strange feeling had never occurred before. With no experience at all, he naturally couldn't imagine what was going on in his heart.
One hundred days later... What on earth will happen in a hundred days... Hongjun pondered in his heart, made a slight calculation, and somehow understood when that great disaster would come.
And at this very moment, it was precisely the instant when Luo Fan released the Yellow Turban Strongman Emperor's body.
Wuji Tongzi carried out Luo Fan's order to protect Hongjun and immediately conveyed the change in Hongjun's mind to Luo Fan. Sensing this change, Luo Fan's face did not show a faint smile.
Have you understood?
His mind stirred, and the Void Wuji Palace emerged above Hong Jun's head.
Under the control of the Wuji Boy, the Void Wuji Palace has been hovering above Hongjun's head for more than two years, only disappearing its figure, so Hongjun couldn't notice it.
After the appearance of the Void Wuji Palace, Luo Fan's figure flashed. In a moment of void movement, he had already emerged from the small Thousand Worlds. Leaving the Void Wuji Palace, he hovered in front of Hongjun, standing on the void, his image was elegant and carefree.
When Hongjun saw Luo Fan appear, he was greatly surprised and quickly bowed down, saying, "I pay my respects to my master."
Luo Fan nodded, took a step forward and stood on the ground in front of Hong Jun. He raised his hand to support him, and Hong Jun was lifted up by an invisible force.
There's no need to be overly polite. "Disciple Hongjun, are you still puzzled by the sense that a great disaster is approaching?" Luo Fan smiled slightly and said.
"Exactly so. I beg your master to help me solve my doubts." " Hongjun was not puzzled that Luo Fan knew his thoughts and directly bowed to ask for advice.