Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 258: Flesh Body as a Boat to Cross the Sea of Bitterness

He performed the Eight Direction Steps and rushed directly towards the swordsman with the Chaos Sword in hand.

And as he moved, the Dharma statue started fighting with the Taoist priest.

In an instant, battles were taking place everywhere in the thunderclouds, and fierce roars echoed in the void.

As time passed, the battle became more and more intense, and the thunder flashing in the sky became more and more intense.

Shi Qingyun's fingertips slid across the sword, and a stream of heaven-shaking intentions were attached to the blade. The shadow of Kunpeng emerged behind him.

He stepped heavily on the void, and the space in front of him began to fluctuate, and all his power was restrained by him.

Everything was taken into the sword in his hand. He held his breath, and a golden light shone from his eyes.

"boom"

The next moment, a long red and white sword light was seen drawn out in the void, and wisps of sword intent shuttled through the cracks in the void, preventing the void from healing.

Shi Qingyun's figure appeared behind the swordsman, with a ray of lightning flashing on the Chaos Sword in his hand.

The swordsman behind him exploded, and streaks of lightning emanated from his body.

On the other side, the stars in the sky behind the golden body were shining, and veins like brilliant galaxies were growing inside his golden body.

A chaos sword appeared in his hand, and with a loud shout, he slashed forward heavily, directly cutting off the chains.

He wiped it towards the side and directly wiped off the Taoist's body, and the whisk was also broken.

Shi Qingyun came to his own soul in a flash, slashed with a sword and forced the man back directly. Then a beam of light entangled with yin and yang shot out from his soul.

It instantly pierced through the woman's waist and abdomen, causing her to slowly disappear into the void.

Just when Shi Qingyun thought that everything was over, he saw the thunderclouds gathering in the sky becoming thicker and thicker.

Golden thunder dragons were surging inside, the roaring thunder seemed to destroy everything, and a touch of blood-red light was dotted in the thunderclouds.

Shi Qingyun felt the tremendous pressure brought by the thunderclouds in the sky, and did not sit idly by and wait for death.

Standing under the black cloud, it seemed that he would be swallowed up at any time, but the might released from him was ready to destroy everything.

He clasped his hands together and formed ancient and mysterious runes on his chest, while the spirit fluid in his body was rapidly consumed.

Soon, it was seen that the soul returned to his body, and the statue behind him was shrinking continuously.

She directly merged into one with him, with golden light in her eyes, and mountains collapsed and the earth cracked with every move she made.

Behind him, the Yin-Yang Realm emerged, and the three thousand great ways within it surged out and turned into a huge roulette wheel, which fell behind him and began to spin rapidly.

He stepped heavily into the void, bent his knees slightly and then straightened them in an instant, and rushed towards the flashing thundercloud at an extremely fast speed.

The thunder dragon surging above the sky also overturned in an instant, and its roar resounded in the void.

Like the water of Tianchi Lake pouring down, Shi Qingyun's body was directly submerged in it.

Time flies, and the world changes with time.

The thunderclouds above the sky gradually dissipated, and the originally turbulent world once again returned to calm.

However, there were still many charred marks on the desolate land, and crisscross sword marks were imprinted on the ground.

In mid-air, Shi Qingyun, dressed in blood-stained clothes, was sitting there peacefully, with a divine ring slowly rotating behind him.

The soul above his head was just like him, absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and layers of brilliant light were spreading around him.

There were shocking scars all over Shi Qingyun's body, and golden blood was flowing out of them.

Beneath him was a rapidly rotating Yin-Yang diagram that was emitting wisps of Yin-Yang energy, repairing his injuries.

He exhaled deeply, as if to let out all his fatigue.

In the next moment, the sky began to fall, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and streams of golden energy surged out from the sky, turning into a long golden river that rushed towards him.

This is a gift from heaven and earth for cultivators who have survived the heavenly tribulation. It is of great benefit to them.

His soul instantly flew out from above his head and fell directly into the long river, swimming freely in it.

In just a moment, the scars on the soul healed quickly, and the originally dim light became bright again.

The Dao essence that emanated from it became even more terrifying, and the laws of order were constantly changing with every breath.

"call out"

Then the soul fell directly into his body, and his body was instantly submerged by the golden river.

Every pore on his body opened instantly, greedily absorbing the golden energy that contained the laws of heaven and earth.

In a short while, the long river was completely absorbed by him, and bits of immortal light emanated from his body, and the scars also disappeared.

From above those scars emerged skin as tender as that of a baby, on which laws and orders were engraved, and every move was in line with the great way.

His body shook slightly, and all the strange phenomena around him disappeared instantly.

Immediately, two streams of immortal energy entangled and emerged from beneath him, swirling around his body at a high speed, repairing the torn clothes wherever they passed.

The two streams of immortal energy fell on the top of his head, and then they merged together, transforming into a chaotic fire that emitted a divine light.

"Dao begets one, one life two, two begets three, three begets everything."

As the words fell, the chaotic fire above his head began to split immediately and turned into three streams of immortal energy.

When the third ray of immortal energy appeared, he suddenly heard the sound of ice and snow melting in his body.

His aura surged, his realm rose all the way, and he directly broke through the restrictions of the divine fire!
The early stage of Zhenyi, the middle stage of Zhenyi, the late stage of Zhenyi, and directly reached the realm of heavenly gods.

The aura on his body seemed to destroy the heaven and earth, and his power was unstoppable.

However, when Shi Qingyun looked inward at his own universe, he discovered that there were some cracks in his foundation.

Although the momentum was very powerful, it was weak inside, and cracks appeared on the Yin-Yang boundary.

"The foundation of the Tao is like duckweed in the water, drifting unsteadily, so why bother to force it?"

Immediately afterwards, he began to compress his realm and returned directly to the previous realm.

But the combat power exceeds the realm limit.

"Only by experiencing the mysteries of every realm can you go further!"

He cut off the reluctance in his heart and instead set his gaze on the immortal energy that caused the huge change.

One represents the past, one represents the present, and one represents the future, emitting completely different lights.

"The past cannot be retrieved, and the future cannot be known!"

"Only the present moment is invincible!"

The three immortal auras simultaneously sprinkled down wisps of pure air, submerging his figure in it, and his mind sank into his body.

He saw treasures of flesh and blood in his body waiting to be developed. The pure air fell on those treasures of flesh and blood, making his foundation even deeper.

"The treasure of flesh and blood is opened, and the road to immortality is revealed!"

"The body is the boat that will carry you across the sea of suffering in this world!"

Shi Qingyun slowly stood up from the void, a red dress floating in the air, his cheeks were fair, and his pair of bright eyes were like two gems.

He raised his hand and looked at it. It was hard to imagine the huge power contained in this hand with distinct joints and white jade. Three streams of immortal energy slowly circulated around him, continuing to polish his body and soul, making it more perfect.

The long sword in his hand appeared again and he just swung it forward lightly.

"click click"

The sky was suddenly cut open, and invisible sword energy was flying around in the void.

He had a feeling that if he swung with all his strength, the whole world would be cut in half by him.

However, he also understood that this was just an illusion caused by the fact that he had not yet adapted to the powerful force.

"Even if the realm is compressed to the peak of the divine fire, it only takes a little polishing to break into the true one."

“Although I’m reluctant, I can go further!”

"I have already made a lot of money this time, and it is time to leave here."

The aura on his body quickly receded. He took a step, and the space under his feet quickly retreated backwards, and his figure gradually became illusory.

In a dark place, this place is already crowded with people, and every cultivator is looking forward to something.

"Who do you think will get first place and become the king of this world when the Immortal Ancient Arena opens?"

"Is there any need to think about it! He must be the Ten-Crown King who has been invincible for ten generations and has been king for ten generations."

"I think Ning Chuan, the six-time champion, and Shi Yi, the pupil master, both have hope."

“Haha, I heard that these ancient freaks all failed to survive the tribulation, so I’m afraid they can’t come to participate!”

"Why don't you talk about Huang? He has been causing unrest in the ancient land of immortals recently."

"Lord Yundi! We will win!"

"Haha, there has been no news about Emperor Yun for such a long time. Could he have died in some corner of Xian Gu?"

"Many geniuses have undergone transformations in the Divine Fire Realm, and some have even cultivated immortal energy. It is simply a pipe dream for Emperor Yun to be like before."

While everyone was discussing, one genius after another came to the edge of the ring. The appearance of each genius would stir up waves of discussion.

The Eight-Crown King, Shi Yi, Shi Hao and the others had calm eyes, and a sense of invincibility naturally emanated from their bodies.

It was as if they were sensing each other's aura, and their vigorous might was connected to each other, with a subtle intention of overturning the universe and reversing cause and effect.

Many monks were caught up in this tidal-like power and found it difficult to breathe, with beads of sweat unconsciously dripping down their foreheads.

"Is this the power of these geniuses and evildoers?"

"Although they are both at the stage of Divine Fire, the gap is indeed getting bigger and bigger."

Feeling the heavy pressure like a mountain on their bodies, some monks looked at the many monsters standing proudly in the void with unwillingness.

And in the next moment, many monks felt that the pressure on them was suddenly broken, but before they could catch their breath.

An even more terrifying force descended from the void, and some monks had already been oppressed on the ground.

When everyone looked intently, they saw a person in red walking down from the void step by step, and every step created ripples in the void.

With every step he took down, the pressure on the monks increased.

When they saw the streak of blood, they naturally knew who it was, but it was precisely because they knew that they felt horrified.

"The power of just one person is enough to rival all the peerless geniuses in the world. Is this the Cloud Emperor?"

"I thought Emperor Yun had fallen, but I didn't expect his power to be even greater."

"If I can fight him, I will be willing to die here."

Ning Chuan, the exiled immortal and the others also set their eyes on Shi Qingyun, feeling the aura of his perfect divine fire. A solemn look appeared on everyone's face.

However, when Shi Hao saw Shi Qingyun, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He lightly waved his sleeves forward and directly broke his power.

The aura on his body burst out, confronting Shi Qingyun's aura head-on, while the others also burst out with the power of their own divine fire one after another.

Wisps of fighting spirit filled the air like silk and mist in this world. Only the witch in the crowd had tears in her eyes when she saw Shi Qingyun appear again.

In the next moment, the light shield covering the arena slowly dissipated, and a sense of primitive barbarism emanated from the arena.

This ancient immortal arena has been stained with the blood of countless geniuses and evildoers, and the mottled marks on it all tell one truth.

There can only be one winner in an ancient immortal arena, and only by winning continuously can you have a chance to compete for the ultimate fortune.

Then, the final battle of the Immortal Ancients began.

Shi Qingyun took a step forward, and the space beneath his feet shattered like a mirror. His body fell into the crack in the space beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye he appeared on the stage.

As soon as the light shield dissipated, he took the lead and grabbed a stage. Ning Chuan and others did the same and directly tried to grab the stage.

For a while, there was chaos and every cultivator wanted to occupy an arena to defend it.

Compared with the chaos in other arenas, Shi Qingyun's arena was much quieter. Many cultivators looked at the man in red standing on the arena and looked at each other in bewilderment. No one thought of snatching him away.

"When we defend the ring later, it will be a round-robin battle. Even a god will feel tired. I don't believe that I can't kill him."

"As long as we continue to challenge him, he will inevitably become careless."

After a period of chaos, the identity of the defenders gradually became clear.

Qin Hao, Shi Yi and other famous geniuses have secured an arena for themselves, and many cultivators have been killed before the challenge even began.

In the next moment, spots of light suddenly emanated from the arena, and the runes engraved on it began to spin rapidly.

Those runes were connected to each other, forming a large formation that covered every arena.

"The defense has begun."

In front of Shi Qingyun, a divine light flashed and a woman walked out slowly from it.

Her graceful figure immediately attracted the attention of the monks below. Although her face was veiled, her clear and bright eyes gave people endless reverie.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they saw the woman pull out a white belt from her waist. As divine power poured into it, the belt turned into a slender sword.

"Lord Yundi, please teach me!"

After the woman finished speaking, she stomped heavily on the ground, releasing the power of the Divine Fire Realm without reservation, and brightly colored petals fell from the void.

Her figure disappeared in the rain of flowers, and she slashed towards Shi Qingyun.

In that beautiful picture, there was a hidden murderous intent. Every petal turned into a thin blood needle and stabbed towards Shi Qingyun.

This immediately caused cheers from the monks below, and they looked at the flower petals in the sky with amazement in their eyes.

"The strongest of the younger generation of Baihua Palace, his strength really should not be underestimated."

"I wonder if Emperor Yun will have pity on the beauty?"

"The Flower Fairy is so beautiful!"

Shi Qingyun looked at the blood needles piercing his vitals from all directions and stepped heavily on the ground.

As his foot landed, the ripples created immediately resonated with the space, and the space around him suddenly shattered into pieces.

It simply swallowed up all the attacks, and the ripples in the space that swept out also forced Lianhua out.

(End of this chapter)