Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 501 The Most Ruthless Daluo

Chen Ning'an is about to pick the fruit of Tao.

This is the ultimate goal of all living beings, to go upstream from the infinite time and world and be the only one to cross the Dragon Gate.

A cultivator, after going through untold hardships and seizing almost all opportunities, can achieve this realm, the Golden Immortal!
But... this is just the beginning of the test. Chen Zhu took a step back and gave space to Chen Ningan.

It is not enough to just come this far; the next moment of enlightenment is the most important and the most dangerous.

Throughout the ages, countless beings have reached this step, and thought that becoming a Daluo Jinxian was a foregone conclusion, but in fact, more than 99.9% of them fell here.

For Daluo, a moment is eternity.

At this moment, there are too many variables.

In the city, there was no trace of human flesh and blood on Chen Ning'an's body.

He stood quietly, receiving the fruit of his own Tao, accumulating all his strength, and transforming from a mortal to an immortal.

A speck of golden light fell from the clouds, its body stood tall, and it was the first to burn incense.

"Master, please bear witness."

Three wisps of incense rose up and flew into the sky, and the great thunder calamity that had been brewing almost dissipated in an instant.

Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun, who is in charge of life and death calamities, is the supreme master of thunder and is unwilling to harm his disciple who has already suffered many disasters.

Chen Ning'an knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three times and nine times.

After the worship, his aura reached a peak!
In the fairy world, many people turned their eyes to the mortal world and marveled at it.

"The Thunder Department is about to produce a Daluo."

"This is incredible. This child doesn't seem to have been practicing for a long time, but he has already touched the Dao Fruit so quickly. He is a genius, a true human genius."

The gods commented, their eyes fixed below.

"But it is also true that turning stone into gold is half of an innate spiritual treasure, so it is not surprising that it can achieve enlightenment."

"It's still too fast. As far as I can remember, only the Xiantian era had such geniuses."

Of course, there are also gods who are not optimistic.

"Not everyone can get Daluo just by wanting it. The Dao has its own rules, and Daluo has its own rules. There are only so many positions, and everyone is keeping a close eye on them."

"It will probably be very difficult for Chen Ning'an to obtain the Daluo Dao Fruit. Many people don't want to see him go up."

"Among these people, there are many big names that we dare not even talk about."

"Yes, the real danger lies here. I have never tried to break through because the Daluo Dao Fruit is too difficult."

They were not born in the best era. Now, talent alone is no longer useful. One also needs opportunity, permission, and not conflicting with the bigwigs. Only then can one achieve success.

It's really hard.

"So what?" someone retorted:

"Don't you even look at who Chen Ning'an's master is?"

"With Thunder Lord protecting us, those big shots won't dare to use force against us, right? Aren't they afraid that their own sect will be overthrown in the future?"

"Yes, this kid is really lucky. If my master was Thunder Lord, I would also break through to Daluo and obtain Dao Fruit sooner."

Unconsciously, the attention of the entire fairy world was almost focused here.

Picking the Daluo Dao Fruit is a really big deal, and it only happens once in many years.

At the same time, sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were heard in the underworld.

Chen Zhu's eyes moved. Whenever someone preached the truth, there would be wailing in the underworld.

This seems to be a hype, but in fact, it is because there are many people in the underworld who died after failing to pick the Dao Fruit, and they are unwilling to accept that they have no hope.

They became resentful and hateful due to the accumulated punishment, hoping to disrupt Chen Ning'an's rhythm.

But for Chen Ningan, these were no longer a problem as he had dealt with too many enemies of this kind.

Sometimes, he is even the monster that is imprisoned.

Chen Ning'an slowly stretched out his hand, and all the pressure on him disappeared like a thin film.

Just a slight touch and it dissipates.

At this moment, everything around is changing.

The heaven and earth turned into lines, myriad rules were interwoven by these lines, and everything began to become meaningless.

Chen Ning'an's hand paused slightly, marveling at the world before him.

But at the same time, he also faced his first disaster.

Those endless threads outlined his deepest fears.

Everyone’s path to enlightenment is different, and the tests are naturally different.

He... was born with fear and lives with fear, so naturally the first hurdle he has to face is fear.

Chen Zhu did not say anything. Everything he experienced during his time of enlightenment was precious. It was a calamity but also a reward.

Chen Ning'an needs to go through this disaster alone.

"The great god is well."

Some silk threads condensed in front of him and transformed into a majestic being.

The Demon of Fear has already reached the quasi-saint level, but now he still has to appear in front of Chen Zhu and dares not fail to pay his respects.

"Hurry up, we are old friends, there is no need for this."

Chen Zhu helped up the Demon of Fear with a smile in his eyes.

Who would have thought that former enemies would become good friends today.

The demon of fear is reserved.

The existence in front of him has completely transcended the Hunyuan and is already at another level.

He can create his own avenue and easily create the primitive worlds they have experienced, and there are countless of them.

Don't underestimate Candle God because he is polite. That is because of his great virtue. If he acted as if he didn't care or was arrogant, the other party would probably die at the mere thought of him, as if he had never existed.

"Come, sit down."

Chen Zhu took out a table, chairs and benches and asked the latter to sit down: "What do you think of Chen Ningan's confidence in picking the Dao fruit?"

He asked casually. Upon hearing this, the Demon of Fear did not hesitate: "100% sure!"

"Put aside my level." Chen Zhu emphasized: "Take another look."

"The Great God won't help him?"

The Demon of Fear was a little confused: "Who dares to disturb you when you just say a word?"

For ordinary people, terrible disasters, such as the countless calamities on the road, are very difficult and can lead to death if you are not careful.

But in front of this person, all difficulties are nothing but clouds and simply impossible.

The games you play are all made by others. Are they difficult? It’s okay to just hang up.

But the Demon of Fear discovered that Candle God didn't seem to have any intention of taking action.

"Haha, I can help you anytime. It only takes a moment for him to achieve enlightenment."

Chen Zhu put tea leaves on both sides and brewed them with soda.

He just loves this taste.

“But I find that helping people like this is just a waste of resources.”

He actually created a world in which everyone was a Daluo Jinxian.

Chen Zhu gave them endless time, hoping that one of these people could reach the level of quasi-saint, and one of them could create the Great Dao after exhausting all the Great Daos and achieve Hunyuan.

He doesn't care who reaches the same level as him, because he still wants to continue to open the way. The more paths there are, the more inspiration he can get.

He had faced countless people of the same level in the past and was able to stand out, not to mention that there are only a few of them now.

But... Chen Zhu failed.

Not only did none of those Daluo who tried to force their way forward achieve the Hunyuan level, not even one of them reached the Quasi-Sage level.

He was disappointed.

Therefore, Chen Zhu did not take any action now, but instead placed great expectations on Chen Ningan.

This guy has some things that even he himself feels inferior to. Maybe we can become fellow Taoists in the future?
"Because I expect a lot from him, I won't make a move."

Chen Zhu asked the Demon of Fear again: "So what do you think is his chance of winning?" Now, the Demon of Fear had to take this matter seriously.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Ning'an who was walking towards Daoguo step by step. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly uttered two words.

"Three... no, fourty percent."

"Four percent!"

"Forty percent?" Chen Zhu asked in surprise, "You actually think so highly of him?"

Even though 40% is less than half, you have to know that almost 99.9% of people cannot succeed.

In other words, others' chances of winning are less than one point.

And Chen Ningan has as much as 40%!

"Great God, even if you don't help, Chen Ning'an is also blessed by Thunder Lord. In this way, all the great powers in the world will give him some face."

"At least, no one above Daluo would be stupid enough to attack Chen Ning'an."

The Demon of Fear said with some emotion: "He is lucky. He only needs to face opponents of the same level."

What is an opponent of the same level?

Do you remember when Chen Zhu opened up the multiverse? You not only have to fight against the enemy, but also against countless versions of yourself.

To become Daluo, one must first become the only one in all time and space.

It doesn't mean that Daluo must be unique in all realms of time and space, but that you can become Daluo only when you are unique. Many people have put the cart before the horse.

Therefore, when Chen Ningan stepped into this level, he in the myriad worlds was also stepping into this level.

The Demon of Fear suddenly said, "I can't influence him. His determination is terrifying."

As the words fell, the endless silk threads dissipated, and gradually a river that was infinitely broad, infinitely tall, and infinitely long emerged.

It is more beautiful than the stars and rivers, and more beautiful than any other beauty in the world.

Chen Ning'an did not lose his mind because of this. He looked towards the river, and countless beings were looking at him in the river.

There were also some eyes looking at him from different positions above the river. Occasionally, some water splashed, trying to wet the corners of his clothes above the river, but all failed.

But if we magnify it, this brief contact means that someone failed to challenge Ronaldinho.

Or someone may want to be an enemy of Daluo, but end up being as ridiculous as a splash of water.

"Is this the way of the great god?" Chen Ning'an sighed in his heart, finally seeing it.

Only at this moment can living beings understand their own insignificance.

Suddenly, he found himself in the river and instinctively wanted to struggle and escape from the river.

"Chen Ning'an!"

Someone was calling his name. He turned around suddenly and saw a thin and stubborn figure.

He couldn't see clearly, and had forgotten who this person was. It seemed that he was one of his followers? It seemed that he almost became his lover?
What's your name?

"Are you going to leave me?"

She burst into tears: "Then why should I disperse?"

"I can't remember."

Chen Ningan shook his head and said to her: "Sorry, please leave."

His determination to pursue the truth is too strong.

Chen Ning'an continued to struggle, and suddenly, another voice was heard.

"Ning An, have you ever thought about helping me?"

"Fatty Wang?" Chen Ning'an's voice trembled: "If you were still yourself, you wouldn't come to stop me now!"

On the other side, Fatty Wang trembled and suddenly laughed.

"Then I wish you a successful start. When you succeed, remember to come back and get me. It's a bit cold here."

"it is good!"

Chen Ning'an struggled more and more violently. At this time, someone else appeared.

It was an old lady, holding a bowl of pickled fish.

Only one of his feet was still in the river.

"Ning'an, come and try Aunt Wang's cooking. You love pickled fish the most."

Chen Ning'an's original struggle suddenly weakened.

He stared at Wang Ma for a long time, then stood up without hesitation and pulled his foot out.

"Wang Ma, wait for me!"

In this way, he was completely standing above the river, and this hurdle in his heart was passed.

Chen Zhu sighed, "I didn't expect he still had these things in his heart."

The Demon of Fear echoed at this time: "Yes, this boy's heart for the Tao is too strong."

“But next, he will have to face countless versions of himself, as well as countless others of the same level who will also compete for this Daluo!”

But the next moment, the Demon of Fear was suddenly startled.

"Why, why so little?"

In the long river of time, the number of Chen Ningans who finally stood on the water was less than two hands.

The number was too small and completely different from what he had seen before.

You have to know that there used to be endless road-grabbers, almost filling the entire river.

But now, there are very few.

"If you knew how he got to where he is today, you would understand why there are only a few of him."

Chen Ning'an felt sad in his heart. Those who didn't make it have all died. There are only a few Chen Ning'ans left in the world.

And Chen Ning'an was also looking at these.

They don't even have a few other creatures to compete for this.

The next moment, these Chen Ning'ans walked together at the same time, attracting the attention of countless Daluo.

What they like most is to watch the infighting. Although there are not many Chen Ning'ans this time, the remaining ones are definitely the best.

I am really looking forward to the upcoming battle, which may also be a bit inspiring for them.

Closer and closer, each one is getting closer to each other.

The Demon of Fear is also looking forward to the moment that is about to appear.

However, in the next moment, a large number of beings in the long river of time were moved!

The conflict between Chen Ning'an and him was too shocking, but it was not a conflict caused by fighting.

"Mmmm!"

Chen Zhu spat out the tea in his mouth and could no longer swallow it.

The field was bloody.
They chose the most surprising way, but also the fairest way.

In the end, the river became quiet, with only a human figure slowly digesting.

His belly swelled abnormally, becoming bigger than his body, and at the same time, his Tao fruit was also falling.

Chen Ningan reached out and picked it up gently.

At this moment, he bathed in blood with ease, baptized himself, and set foot in Daluo.

Daluo was born.

Next, the powerful people in the world should have celebrated this, or tried to win him over to their own sects.

This place should be full of endless bustle and noise, with constant compliments.

But here, now there is only silence, and you can hear a pin drop.

Even the veteran Daluo masters were very wary of this boy at this moment.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

(End of this chapter)