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Chapter 697 The Supreme Existence

The night in Kutuotian was still dark and terrifying, as if countless souls were struggling and sinking in the cold and oppressive darkness...

It seemed that the darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything.

Including life.

In a trance.

Yan Shan saw countless souls sinking and dying in the cold darkness, unable to ever struggle out.

This kind of depression made him feel breathless and he felt like he was suffocating.

It seemed as if he was swallowed up by the terrible darkness, and could only sink in darkness for eternity, and finally die...

When he was about to suffocate.

A Buddhist chant suddenly rang out, like a divine thunder from the sky, waking him up suddenly.

At this moment, the terrible darkness in his eyes disappeared, and he saw raging flames burning all over the sky, which seemed to burn all the darkness.

The sky is filled with flames.

As red as the blood all over the sky.

At first glance, it was like blood burning, bursting out with a power that shocked the soul. This power was invisible and seemed to be non-existent, and only the soul could feel it...

Yan Shan was stunned for a moment.

The flames that filled the sky lit up the sky like the light of dawn at the end of the dark night.

The darkness that had caused countless lives to tremble seemed to be burned by flames in an instant, giving the souls trapped in the darkness a chance to see dawn.

The night is long.

The cold darkness was endless and long, so long that no one could see the dawn. However, at this moment, the blood-red flames burning between heaven and earth were like a vast ocean, burning the cold darkness hidden between heaven and earth...

Yan Shan was deeply shocked.

But soon, he was brought back to reality by the rising and falling roar of pain.

He saw that all the monsters within a hundred miles were struggling frantically in the blood-like sea of ​​fire, and their bodies were undergoing horrible changes.

It seemed as if it was about to explode, and the pain was so severe that even its soul was twisted.

He was stunned.

Could it be that the cold darkness I just saw was just an illusion and not real?

If it's just an illusion, that's fine, fine...

The cold darkness was terrifying.

Swallowed everything.

But could this be an illusion?

When he saw the cold darkness, his soul trembled, he was afraid, he was terrified, he was panic-stricken...

The cold darkness devoured the souls of all living beings.

He always felt that the world of Kututian was hiding an invisible and intangible terror, dominating and controlling all living beings in the dark.

In the blood-red sea of ​​fire.

Feng Qingyan was still dressed in white clothes as white as snow, standing quietly, looking coldly at the cold darkness hidden between heaven and earth. Like Yan Shan, he saw the soul struggling, sinking, and finally... dying in the cold darkness.

You will never be able to struggle against it for the rest of your life.

Eternal damnation.

Perhaps, this is the truth behind the black curse.

Or perhaps the black curse itself is the cold darkness hidden between heaven and earth, devouring the souls of all living beings.

It was the appearance of the Heart of Fire that broke through the layers of fog and allowed Feng Qingyan to see a glimpse of the truth. However, after a glimpse of the truth was revealed, there were more fogs and more horrifying truths hidden behind the truth...

What exactly is hidden behind this black curse?
Why is there a black curse?

Who planted it?
At this moment, two black lights suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The black light instantly penetrated the sky and earth, penetrated the layers of time and space, penetrated the layers of fog, and fell into the infinitely mysterious cold darkness.

But in the cold darkness.

He only saw coldness, darkness, and countless souls struggling, sinking, and finally dying.

Apart from that.

He couldn't see anything anymore.

It seems that this is the essence and origin of the cold darkness...

The flames burned like blood, emitting infinite heart power, burning all curses. But at this moment, Feng Qingyan, in white clothes as white as snow, stood in the sea of ​​fire, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

His eyes were cold, like two rays of black light, piercing through the sky, through time and space, through the fog, and landing in the most real corner.

But in the most real corner, he was unable to see the truth, which made him sink instead.

as time goes by.

His breathing gradually became heavier, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It seemed that the cold darkness made his whole body cold, and the eternal sinking in the darkness suppressed him so much that he could hardly breathe...

At this moment, his burning imperial heart was suddenly affected by the cold darkness.

The power of the heart suddenly stagnated, as if it had stopped being generated, causing the sea of ​​blood and fire within a hundred miles in radius to suddenly shrink.

But in the blink of an eye, only ninety miles were left.

In two breaths, only sixty miles were left.

The sea of ​​blood and fire shrank.

At this moment, Yan Shan, Jiuge and others suddenly became a little nervous. They didn't know what had happened to Feng Qingyan.

Why did the sea of ​​fire suddenly shrink?
"Master Kuyu, what's happening to my senior brother?"

Yan Shan was so concerned that he asked the old monk about it.

The old monk withdrew his horrified gaze, but his soul was still shaking. He also saw the cold darkness and the souls struggling and sinking in the darkness...

"My Buddha is fighting against that strange darkness."

The old monk was silent for a while.

"Strange and dark?"

Yan Shan was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "Master Ku Yu also saw that cold darkness?"

"I saw it."

The old monk put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist name, his face full of sorrow and pain, saying: "That strange darkness is probably the calamity of the demons. And the demons today are probably also caused by the strange darkness..."

"Master Kuyu, can you see what the strange darkness is?"

Yan Shan asked curiously.

He believed that due to the problem of realm, he was unable to see more or touch the existence of a higher realm.

"I seem to have seen the Supreme."

The old monk clasped his hands together, gently closed his trembling eyelids and said, "Perhaps it is just my illusion..."

"Supreme?"

Yan Shan's mind suddenly trembled.

What is the Supreme?
The Highest is the Highest, literally.

But what does it represent? It represents the supreme existence, and it represents that no one is higher than Him.

At this moment, the old monk closed his eyes and blood slowly flowed out.

"Master Kuyu, why are your eyes bleeding?"

Yan Shan asked with some confusion.

"Don't worry, Buddhist. I am just blind."

A look of pain emerged on the old monk's face, but he forced a smile.

However, when he opened his mouth to speak, a mouthful of bright red blood suddenly gushed out, and he could only utter an incomprehensible "Ahhh" sound.

Yan Shan's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "Master Ku Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahhh-"

The old monk still smiled, but his face was full of pain and he couldn't say anything.

Bright red blood gushed out of his mouth, staining his monk's robe red.

Not only was he blind, he was also mute.

This blindness was not only the blindness of the physical eyes, but also the blindness of the soul. His physical eyes could not see, and his soul could not see either...

The same is true for the mute.

"Don't worry, Buddhist. I am just blind and mute. There is nothing wrong with me."

At this moment, the old monk waved his hand and wrote in the void.

"Master Kuyu, why is this happening?"

Yan Shan's mind was still shaken. He couldn't understand how Master Ku Yu could become blind and mute in the blink of an eye.

Could it be?
He suddenly looked up at the dark sky. Could it be related to the strange darkness?

At this moment he remembered what Master Ku Yu had said.

"I seem to have seen the Supreme."

Saw the Supreme... Could it be that Master Ku Yu really saw the Supreme, which caused Master Ku Yu to become blind and mute?

As far as he knew, the existence of the taboo in the Saint Realm was such that people could not bear its form. Even people below the Saint Realm, who saw the true form of the taboo, would die because they could not bear it...

This supreme thing seems to be inferior to the taboo.

Could it be that the supreme thing that Master Ku Yu talked about is actually just a taboo?

Although the taboo is only in the holy realm, the terrifying existence in the holy realm is such that ordinary saints are no match for the taboo...

If it were just a taboo, he wouldn't worry too much.

However, taboos could not give him such a terrible feeling that made his soul tremble. Because of the sudden appearance of the White-Robed Lord, taboos were no longer as terrible as before, making people shudder at the mere mention of them.

At this moment, the old monk just smiled bitterly and did not respond.

The blood-like sea of ​​fire was still shrinking.

Feng Qingyan, standing in the sea of ​​fire, began to tremble slightly and his face turned terrifyingly pale.

Like paper.

There is not a trace of blood.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which dripped into the sea of ​​fire. His breathing became extremely heavy, and it seemed that it was becoming very difficult, as if he was about to suffocate.

Tuk Tuk——

The old monk suddenly sat down cross-legged and struck the wooden fish again.

The sound of the wooden fish was like the sound of a bell that had echoed through the ages, melodious and ancient, as if it penetrated time and space and landed on Feng Qingyan's mind.

Tuk Tuk!

The sound of wooden fish continued.

It kept echoing in Feng Qingyan's mind, but it couldn't wake him up.

The cold darkness was so terrifying that it seemed to make Feng Qingyan sink into it. He struggled madly, unable to escape for eternity.

Tuk Tuk——

The wooden fish made a sound.

The old monk's eyes were still bleeding, and it seemed that the bleeding could not be stopped.

"Master Kuyu..."

Yan Shan suddenly shouted.

However, Master Ku Yu was only concerned with beating the wooden fish, and the sounds rang out one after another.

It really sounds like the sound of a bell that will last forever.

However, Feng Qingyan, who was sinking in darkness, still could not be awakened, even if he used his life to wake him up...

Tuk Tuk——

gradually.

There was no more sound of wooden fish between heaven and earth.

However, the sound of the wooden fish still echoed, as if it would never stop. When Yan Shan looked over, the old monk had already passed away, leaving only the lingering Buddhist teachings...

There was sorrow and tears of blood on his face.

Yan Shan suddenly raised his head.

"Senior brother——"

After a while.

He saw his senior brother's body shaking even more violently in the sea of ​​fire, his face frighteningly pale, and he couldn't help but shout out in grief and anger.

There were tears in his eyes.

In just this one night, too many people died in Kutatian.

This night was too long, so long that the entire world of Kututian Heaven was changed.

Abbot Kutuo died, Elder Kuci died, Great Elder Kunku died, and now Master Kuyu has also died...

He was afraid that his senior brother would also die.

At this moment his heart was trembling and afraid, fearing that his senior brother would leave him.

All he hoped for in his life was that the ruler and his subjects would be of one mind, that the upper and lower classes would be in harmony, that the people would have enough food and clothing, that the old and the young would be healthy, that the people of all quarters would be obedient, and that the world would be at peace…

When Feng Qingyan's black light penetrated through layers of time and space and fell into the cold darkness, he also sank. In the cold darkness, there was an extremely terrifying dark force hidden, which made him unable to struggle out.

Only like other souls.

Perhaps the old monk was right, and he really saw the supreme existence.

No matter whether it was "breaking the void to see the subtle", the sea of ​​fire in his heart, or the ultimate will, nothing could make him struggle out of the cold darkness.

But he never thought that just using his magical powers to take a look would lead to his own downfall.

What a terrifying darkness this is?

In fact, he also felt the existence of the Supreme from the cold darkness like the old monk. However, he also had lofty ambitions, so how could he yield to the Supreme? So, he fought against the cold darkness, but was defeated and fell.

Perish.

Perish.

Feng Qingyan is sinking.

In the midst of the fall, he saw countless souls falling and dying...

This seems to be the final resting place of the soul.

I don’t know when.

The sea of ​​fire that burst out from Emperor Feng Qingyan's heart was only one mile in radius.

It could go out at any time.

However, just when the sea of ​​fire in my heart was about to go out, an angry cry suddenly rang out, like the light of dawn in the darkness.

"I want to live forever!"

Although the cold darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything.

However, Feng Qingyan saw the cold darkness, but it could not swallow or drown that angry cry.

I want to live forever!

It, like an immortal golden light, slowly bloomed in the cold darkness, illuminating the endless darkness...

Right now.

With the help of the blooming immortal golden light, Feng Qingyan suddenly struggled out of the cold darkness.

"I want to live forever!"

This was the Emperor's cry, and he remembered the Emperor's voice...

At this moment he suddenly closed his eyes and carefully recalled the emperor's cry.

However, he vaguely felt that this cry seemed to come from the Emperor, but in reality it was the cry of all the people, the call of the ages...

Rumbling--

At this moment, his imperial heart was like a furnace.

The blood-red sea of ​​fire started burning again, and instantly reached a radius of a hundred miles, burning the black curse in the monster's body.

But it's a pity.

It seems that even the Emperor cannot break the cold darkness and can only fight...

Who can break the cold darkness?

Who can stand against the Most High?

Only reincarnation!

At this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes. Samsara is the final destination of the soul. Only samsara can give the soul rest...

Cold darkness is the grave of the soul!
It is the Jedi of the soul!
Two rays of black light burst out from his eyes again, instantly penetrating layers of fog and time and space, and falling into the cold darkness again.

And at this time.

The cold darkness could no longer easily pull him into darkness, nor could it make him sink.

Because he found a way to break the cold darkness, which is reincarnation!

Rumbling--

At this moment, the cold darkness seemed to be trembling.

But, it seemed like an illusion. How could the cold darkness tremble?
This is impossible!
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, and the sea of ​​fire in his heart continued to grow, and had already expanded to an area of ​​five hundred miles in radius.

Countless monsters were roaring and struggling.

The pain was excruciating.

Their bodies are twisted, their souls are twisted.

However, the voice of the soul, coming from the deepest part of the soul, is speechless joy.

Like crying...

……

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(End of this chapter)