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Chapter 560 Crimson True Form
These calamities may seem subtle.

However, it is like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone; if one is not careful and allows it to grow and mature, it will pose a fatal threat to the Dao Lord.

However, judging from the current situation, it is clearly still too early to say that the process is fully underway.

See this scene.

Hu Qi paused slightly, but did not stop using the Eye of Truth to observe himself.

Because this is far from the limit of the Eye of Truth.

At that moment, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Since this Eye of Delusion can observe itself.

Could he perhaps examine what exactly the crimson panel inside his body was?

Think about this.

Hu Qi gradually strengthened the power of the Eye of Truth.

soon.

The source of the illusion opened its eyes to their maximum.

The brilliant golden light gradually turned into a dark gold color, enveloping his entire body.

It was as if he had been coated with a layer of dark gold luster.

Every inch of his body and soul, almost everything, appeared before his eyes.

This feeling is incredibly wonderful, far more profound than using one's divine sense to introspect.

It's as if they are examining every aspect of themselves from a completely unique perspective, without any blind spots, using both macro and micro perspectives.

soon.

In my sight, his body and soul have both vanished completely.

All that remained was boundless emptiness and nothingness.

At this time.

Suddenly, a series of images appeared.

It was as if time had begun to rewind.

The scenes that appear are all things he himself has experienced.

It is clearly its ability to analyze everything.

He then began to analyze his own origins.

Soon, until the image finally froze on a single frame.

It was a viewpoint taken from above.

The image shows a young man lying on a hospital bed with his legs in casts and suspended in mid-air.

The man's eyes were half-closed, as if he had just woken up, but a closer look would reveal that he was observing his surroundings.

It was the scene when he had just transmigrated and arrived at the Earth World Hospital.

The video stops here.

It seems impossible to continue.

"Still not working?"

Hu Qi frowned, somewhat disappointed.

Just as he was about to close the Eye of Truth.

It seemed that he had noticed something.

The original image suddenly shattered and collapsed.

Everything, everything, has vanished.

In an instant, time and space seemed to be torn apart by some indescribable force.

A pitch-black ring silently appeared, its edges gleaming with a chilling dark light, like the deepest wound in the universe.

An aura of deathly stillness seeped from the ring, spreading through the air like ink, distorting even the light in its path.

What chilled Hu Qi to the bone was that deep within that abyss-like ring, a strange red light lurked.

The light flickered at a strange frequency, as if it were breathing.

Each flicker caused a subtle tremor in the surrounding space.

The moment his gaze met the red light, Hu Qi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

It wasn't just a visual shock, but something beyond cognition that pierced the depths of his consciousness.

He felt his soul being dragged toward that bottomless abyss.

The Eye of Truth was wracked with excruciating pain.

Suddenly, a crimson light exploded before my eyes.

It felt like my pupils and soul had been scorched by boiling lava.

He instinctively closed the Eye of the Source of Illusion.

Yet, one can still feel the afterimage of that red light imprinted on the retina.

Much later.

The intense pain gradually subsided like the receding tide.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Hu Qi also realized what was happening.

Something moved in my heart.

I opened the panel and looked around.

No abnormalities were found, and the Eye of Truth-Seeking also showed no problems.

"Is that the true form of Crimson?"

Hu Qi suddenly realized this.

If he guessed correctly.

That red light is the true form of the Crimson Panel.

However, to his surprise, he didn't even have the right to look directly at them.

This feeling was like when he was a true god and saw the giant eye formed from the wisp of thought of the Heavenly Dao Master.

No, it's countless times better than that.

He had a vague feeling that if it weren't for the deep connection between the scarlet panel and himself, he would probably have died the moment their eyes met.

The pain at this moment felt more like the Eye of Truth being injured by the unconsciously dissipated power.

Just like him, as the Dao Lord, even if he doesn't take the initiative to act.

The sheer visual pollution caused by the undisguised revelation of the true form is enough to cause any true god to perish instantly.

If you're not a Dao Lord, you don't even have the right to look directly at someone.

Any extraordinary system, once it reaches a certain level, ultimately converges on the same fundamental principle.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the higher the power goes, the greater the gap will become.

Trying to fight against someone of a higher level is undoubtedly an extremely difficult thing.

The best way is to crush them with absolute strength. Even if that doesn't work, at least the strength should be comparable, and they should be at the same level.

Think of this.

Hu Qi then thought of the black ring he had just seen.

However, this idea has only just come to mind.

Hu Qi felt a pang of anxiety.

It was as if the outline of that black ring was about to appear in his sight.

This startled him.

You should know that he clearly hasn't used the Eye of Truth yet.

No time to think too much.

He quickly blocked out and blurred his thoughts about what the other person looked like.

Clearly, that thing looked similar to his pale ring.

But in fact it is not the case.

That thing was far more terrifying than the Pale Ring; it was like the end of all things.

Nothing can escape its reach.

Think about this.

He shook his head.

Suppress the thoughts in your mind.

Thinking about these things now is useless.

Right now, the most important thing is to overcome the inner tribulation, advance to the fourth realm of Dao Lord, and reach the Dao Fruit before making any further plans.

His innate talent is the Eye of Truth.

His power can increase as his strength grows.

As long as he keeps getting stronger.

Sooner or later, I will be able to see through all my doubts.

They ignored the constant, violent attacks from the external forces outside the Burial God Crystal.

Hu Qi coiled his body together.

Then close your eyes.

Sink your will into your own body.

He had just used his Eye of Truth to see the location of this internal tribulation.

Not anything else.

It comes from the inner world of caves within the body.

However, it is neither the space where the Dao Tree is located in the upper level, nor the space below where the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Disc is located.

Rather, it is within the material realm.

Under normal circumstances.

The only thing a Dao Lord who has advanced to the Dao Fruit Realm can do is to make thorough preparations.

Adjust yourself to your optimal state and prepare enough Dao artifacts in order to face the internal tribulation that will erupt.

Because the internal calamity had been brewing for quite some time.

During this period, we must also thwart external attacks.

Therefore, achieving the Dao fruit is extremely difficult.

The vast majority of the Dao Lords who perished did so because of internal tribulations.

Now that he can observe the location of the internal calamity in advance, he might be able to resolve it directly at its source.

……

The cave world.

The flow of time within it is several times that of the outside world.

This was Hu Qi's intention.

At this moment, the 302nd Realm, named sequentially, is a world where the sky is round and the earth is square.

In one of the areas, it was nighttime.

The moonlight disappeared.

Total darkness.

If your eyesight is good enough.

You will find that a layer of blood-red sky hangs down like a silken ribbon soaked in blood, enveloping the entire city below in a dark red halo.

Twelve viscous rivers of blood poured down from the cracks in the clouds, intertwining in mid-air to form a huge, sinister rune.

The moat surrounding the city was tinged with an eerie blood-red hue.

It seemed to contain countless bubbles, with foul-smelling blood foam churning upwards, and countless swollen fish carcasses floating on the surface.

The night was as dark as ink, and the entire city was shrouded in a deathly silence.

The cobblestone streets were deserted, with only a few broken lanterns swaying in the wind, casting eerie shadows.

From behind the tightly closed doors and windows, faint, suppressed sobs could be heard.

The pale white silk hung high under the eaves, fluttering silently in the night wind, much like a banner summoning souls.

Tread...

Just then, a dark figure fled in panic from the depths of the alley.

His face was filled with terror, as if there was something terrifying behind him.

next second.

His figure suddenly stopped.

It fell to the ground, lifeless, and even more strangely, its once plump body quickly withered away.

It turned into a corpse.

At that moment, a figure emerged from one side.

Using the light emitted by the lanterns nearby.

You can vaguely see that the figure's skin is bluish-purple, and it doesn't look like a living person.

As it breathed in and out, wisps of white breath were drawn from the corpse and into its body.

...

Lin House.

As the head of the four major families in the city, he not only possessed immense wealth, but also maintained nearly a hundred elite martial artists as his bodyguards.

However, at this moment, the white silk hanging high in front of the vermilion gate fluttered in the wind, and the entire mansion was shrouded in a depressed sorrow.

In one of the courtyards.

A group of people gathered here.

At this moment, several burly guards dressed in coarse cloth shirts brought several servants and maids whose hands and feet were bound with ropes into the courtyard and rudely shoved them to the ground.

The burly man at the head of the group, who was carrying a knife, looked at the young man in front of him, who was dressed in white and had a long sword hanging at his waist, and bowed and clasped his hands to report.

"Young Master, these lowly servants are incredibly audacious! Not only did they attempt to escape from the manor, but they also stole gold, silver, and valuables from the estate! They have now been apprehended and brought back. Please decide their fate, Young Master!"

As he spoke, he slammed several bulging bundles onto the ground, making a clattering sound.

The captured servants trembled with fear. One young maid was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her dusty face, leaving two white streaks.

She sobbed.

"We just want to live! Staying here will definitely kill us! Only by escaping here can we have a chance of survival!"

“What we took is nothing to the Lin family anyway, so why are you being so cruel?”

Upon seeing this, the other servants also began to weep and complain.

"You want to leave?!"

The young man, Lin Dao, turned around and walked over.

He looked calmly at the several servants and maids kneeling on the ground.

Hear the words.

The group of people shuddered.

However, due to the fear of death.

Still nodded.

"Please, young master, have mercy and let us leave. We don't want the things anymore."

"very good!"

Lin Dao's expression was unreadable.

The moment the words fell.

Before the others could react...

A silver-white arc of sword light flashed and disappeared.

Clang!
Lin Dao sheathed his sword.

The heads of several servants and maids flew high into the air in terror, spurting blood into the sky.

This scene terrified the surrounding servants and maids, who turned pale and knelt down in fear.

Even the guards couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

I ignored them.

Lin Dao glanced around at everyone present.

He said slowly and deliberately.

"You are all servants who have signed indentures with my Lin family, and now you want to leave when things go wrong? There's no such thing as a free lunch! Do you really think my Lin family is a charity?!"

"If this happens again, kill them on sight!!"

Speaking of it.

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"Anyone who reports a person attempting to leave the manor will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver!"

At this moment, everyone looked at each other, a hint of wariness appearing in their eyes.

See this scene.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the leading guard.

The young master's simple action successfully sowed discord among the servants.

And the strength he just displayed.

He is at least a third-rate martial artist.

This gave him a new understanding of this spoiled young master.

Do it all.

He ignored the others.

Lin Dao knelt before the coffin, his gaze fixed on the burning paper money in the copper basin.

"Sister Ling, are you there?!"

Reflecting on the events of the past few days.

A hint of heaviness flashed in his eyes.

He was indeed a playboy at first.

However, things changed a few days ago.

Suddenly, a woman named Ling appeared in his mind.

The other party was a supreme expert. Thanks to the other party's help, he not only cleansed his marrow and refined his essence, but also transformed himself from a weak and spoiled young master into a third-rate peak martial artist in a short period of time.

This speed is simply amazing.

This gives him a slight edge in protecting himself in the current situation.

"I'm here!"

At that moment, a clear, ethereal female voice echoed in his ears.

"Now that the entire city of Los Angeles has almost become a ghost town, can I really survive?"

Lin Dao thought for a moment and asked.

Los Angeles was originally quite normal.

But strange things have been happening frequently since a month ago.

Various demons and ghosts frequently appear.

His father, a second-rate martial artist, was killed yesterday by a demon that broke into the mansion.

This situation cast a shadow over his heart.

"Don't worry, the 'Devouring Essence and Suppressing Demon Scripture' you cultivate is a divine skill that seizes the power of heaven and earth. As long as you hunt down more demons and devour their essence, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. If you want to preserve your own foundation..."

The woman named Ling paused abruptly before she could finish speaking.

"No! Run away!"

Hear the words.

A sense of foreboding arose in Lin Dao's heart. Before he could react, he saw the paper money fluttering in the copper basin strangely freeze in mid-air, as if time had stood still at that moment.

"This is……?!"

His hair stood on end, and when he tried to get up, he was shocked to find that his limbs were as heavy as lead, and he could not move an inch.

The surroundings became quiet.

Step on... Tower...

Just then, footsteps sounded.

"Quick! Get out of here, I can't hold out much longer!"

At this time.

Lingjie's voice rang out again.

The surrounding air glowed red, and streaks of crimson light gathered and danced behind Lin Dao.

Twisted heat waves rose all around.

Each feather flowed with dark gold patterns like solidified lava, its edges trailing tiny sparks in the void.

—Chirp!
It was accompanied by a loud cry.

A dazzling phantom of a peacock unfolded its magnificent plumage behind him.

With a flap of its wings, it transformed into a streak of light, attempting to soar into the sky and take Lin Dao away from this place.

In a flash, Lin Dao's stiff body suddenly regained consciousness.

He instinctively turned his head to look back.

Just a few steps away, a young man dressed in white, with an eerie face, stood.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering even without wind.

"Interesting, it's actually a remnant soul comparable to a true god!?"

The young man's face was calm. He looked up at the forest path that had broken through the roof and was flying into the air, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"But who gave you the confidence to think you could escape from me?"

(End of this chapter)