The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

In the time it takes to breathe, his hair began to turn white from the roots, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely white, which was far more terrifying than black hair turning to snow by evening.

At this moment, his skin was no longer smooth and plump, but covered with wrinkles. His strong blood and energy had instantly deteriorated, and his whole body became withered. His eye sockets and cheeks sunken down, making him look like a human skeleton.

In the critical moment, Shi Yi took out one large herb after another, letting them float in front of him. Then, with great difficulty, he opened his mouth and swallowed the essence and medicinal power of the herbs like a whale drinking water, in order to resist the decay brought about by the power of time.

However, these powerful medicines can only delay the aging process slightly; they cannot stop it.

Seeing that he was about to turn into a pile of bones and vanish into nothingness, Shi Yi took out the immortal essence he obtained from the ancient ruins and swallowed it in one gulp.

This thing truly lives up to its reputation as a sacred artifact that can stop time and seal away the ages. It proved invaluable at a crucial moment, halting the decay in an instant.

Shi Yi thus gained a chance to catch his breath. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he regrouped, swallowed many powerful medicines and ancient pills, and restored his vitality.

With his strength restored, he once again mobilized all his energy, activated the Divine Ring of the Cave Heaven, and lifted the future Dao Flower, intending to send it into that illusory forbidden sea of ​​suffering.

The distance between them instantly shrank by more than half.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth. Shi Yi's actions had attracted an even more terrifying calamity. Endless lightning bolts, all constructed from the power of time, flashed with blinding light and gathered around him, striking down with lightning speed in an attempt to obliterate Shi Yi.

This is the wrath of Heaven. Some beings are trying to steal Heaven's authority, reaching their hands into the ocean where time, space, cause and effect, and destiny converge, which Heaven cannot tolerate.

Shi Yi was horrified. Was this kind of calamity real? It was simply leaving no way out for anyone.

Without the Time Robe granted by the Soul-Soul Shield, he would have already become ashes of history.

An even more brutal calamity was about to strike, and Shi Yi struggled to survive, using all his strength.

The further along the journey goes, the slower the speed of the future Daohua becomes, indicating that it is destined to be a long journey.

At this moment, Shi Yi was extremely fortunate. He had been hoarding resources since he descended to the lower realm, storing them all in the Chaos Small World. They had never been used, but at this critical moment, these resources became the source of his continued life.

One month, two months... four months... time passed, and five months had passed since Shi Yi entered the Immortal Ancient City.

For Shi Yi, this was an unimaginably long journey, teetering on the edge of life and death countless times, crossing the boundary between life and death countless times. It was not just about decay and withering, but the tribulation of time also made him return to his youthful days, or even transform into an infant. This was more terrifying than old age, as it was equivalent to eroding Shi Yi's foundation and completely negating his rise.

Fortunately, Shi Yi held on and was not defeated.

During this process, he was not entirely struggling to survive; he also gained many insights into the great path of time.

At this moment, the process of igniting the divine fire has reached its most crucial stage. Half of the future Dao Flower has already ventured into the forbidden sea of ​​suffering, and only the last half remains to succeed.

The power of the calamity had reached its most terrifying stage. Shi Yi gritted his teeth and persevered. He knew that this final step was more difficult than all the previous months combined. He would either leap over it and find boundless freedom, or he would fall and die without a burial place.

Under immense pressure, Shi Yi let out a beast-like roar, determined to leap forward and launch a final assault.

All power was concentrated on the Taiyin Double Pupil, like a dazzling sun. It looked at the final shackles and launched its most powerful attack—Double Pupil Opening Heaven.

"Crack!"

Crimson blood flowed down the corner of his eye, accompanied by a crisp tearing sound.

The final restraint was torn open, and the future Dao Flower, crystal clear and shrouded in celestial mist, drifted towards the vast forbidden sea of ​​suffering, gently landing on the water's surface.

At that moment, Shi Yi felt a jolt, as if his connection with that forbidden sea of ​​suffering had deepened dozens or even hundreds of times, truly moving from illusion to reality.

At the same moment, a terrible calamity descended, accompanied by a bloody storm. This was the final blow from heaven, a response to Shi Yi's desperate leap.

Endless crimson lightning, chaotic thunder, and eerie black whirlwinds... all descended, attacking Shi Yi.

This attack was too terrifying; even though Shi Yi was wearing a time-traveling robe and was surrounded by the River of Time, he could not withstand it.

"puff!"

With billions of thunderbolts striking him, no one can stop him; all will be reduced to ashes.

Shi Yi was the same; he was torn apart, turning into a rain of blood. Even his soul was torn apart. If nothing unexpected happens, this Taiyin clone should be annihilated.

Accompanied by endless rain of blood, the calamity faded and vanished without a trace.

The moment the calamity vanished, the void suddenly froze, as if stepping into eternity.

The next moment, time reversed, and the falling blood rain and scattered soul light all converged back to their original positions.

Until Shi Yi appeared, his body was covered in cracks, glowing with a bloody light, his eyes were lifeless, as if he were dead, like a walking corpse.

"boom!"

The mirror cracked, and the void space, like a mirror about to shatter, developed countless cracks before exploding with a bang.

The cracks on Shi Yi's body disappeared, the bloody light vanished, and his eyes regained their luster, though they were somewhat dim, weak, and lacked vitality.

At the same time, he was panting heavily, looking like he had just escaped a disaster.

If Shi Yi hadn't used the Heaven-Mending Technique just before his fall, he wouldn't have been able to defy fate.

Logically speaking, the Heaven-Mending Technique doesn't have the ability to reverse the consequences of heavenly punishment; its level isn't high enough. However, this place is too special. It's located on the banks of the River of Time, and Shi Yi successfully sent the Future Dao Flower into the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness, which carries his essence and spirit. This directly caused the connection between Shi Yi and the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness to grow exponentially.

The essence of the Heaven-Mending Technique is related to several laws, which made Shi Yi's final Heaven-Mending Technique exceed common sense, allowing him to successfully defy fate.

The deed is done, the heavenly tribulation will not recur, and Shi Yi has already achieved his goal.

His soul and his body were both ignited by a cluster of flames, illusory yet real, the flames illuminating a vast, mysterious ocean.

"Is this the divine fire?"

Shi Yi whispered. At this moment, he felt the power of this realm, or more precisely, the power of himself.

A tremendous power descended from that forbidden sea of ​​suffering, cleansing his soul and body, making him unimaginably powerful.

As soon as he finished speaking, specks of light emanated from his body, like fireflies, gathering around him and transforming into a pure white, pristine aura. "Primordial Qi."

Shi Yi spoke, revealing the name of this celestial energy: it is the fruit of the Great Dao, the embodiment of the Dao giving birth to one.

Primordial Qi is the origin of all other immortal Qi. Generally speaking, it disappears quickly after it appears, leaving only a mark in the cultivator's body. Other immortal Qi are generated from this mark.

In the cultivation world, it is said that this primordial energy is something that cultivators cannot grasp. The karmic consequences are too great for cultivators to bear. Any living being that tries to retain the primordial energy will suffer from it and will ultimately die from it.

Shi Yi didn't completely believe this claim, but there was a reason why it circulated in the world. The Primordial Qi was indeed dangerous, and if it were left behind, extra caution was needed.

In the original story, when Shi Hao became a god, he was on the verge of death. As soon as the primordial energy appeared, it dispersed and replenished Shi Hao's depleted body. However, later, the primordial energy was replenished and reappeared, reflecting some secret realms within Shi Hao's body and giving him great enlightenment.

In general, primordial energy is definitely of great use and significance, but leaving it behind will bring extremely terrible consequences and threaten the lives of cultivators, which is why people turn pale at the mere mention of it.

Now, Shi Yi has ignited the divine fire with the future Dao Flower and cultivated a primordial energy. Moreover, his condition is not as bad as Shi Hao's. The primordial energy does not intend to dissipate and replenish his body. He is facing a choice: whether to dissipate the primordial energy or leave it.

Shi Yi, with lofty ambitions, would naturally not choose the former.

"Even if the Primordial Qi has a huge karmic cause and effect, so what?" He muttered to himself, without taking any action, letting the Primordial Qi swirl around his body.

At this moment, his black hair was loose, and he was surrounded by an ethereal aura, appearing sacred and transcendent, like a majestic young god-king standing on the ring of the river of time.

Just then, a strange aura descended, and a chilling wind blew through the void. Even someone as strong as Shi Yi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Shi Yi's expression remained unchanged; he knew that what was bound to happen would eventually come.

For someone like him who has cultivated a primordial immortal aura, strange occurrences are bound to happen; there is no escaping them. This is related to the darkness beyond the Boundary Sea. Theft and calamities have existed since the moment the Immortal Ancient Era was destroyed. Bloodstained ancient dark ships have sailed into this realm.

Throughout history, countless brilliant talents have been killed by mysterious forces, their lives and souls lost.

At this moment, Shi Yi will also personally experience all of this.

Beyond the long river of time, a dark mist hangs in the air. An ancient lamp slowly approaches, its black fog as dark as ink, exuding an aura that sends chills down one's spine.

It was too intense, too vast, so oppressive it was suffocating.

Even before he was truly close, Shi Yi felt a bone-chilling cold, as if he had died once. It was an indescribable experience, like facing death directly and being trapped in hell.

In fact, the strange phenomena had already arrived. When Shi Yi began to ignite the divine fire, these strange phenomena sensed it, but the place where he was located was filled with terrifying tribulations, preventing them from getting close.

At this moment, the ancient lamp descended, hanging high in the sky, illuminating an incomparably cold light.

The black mist spread out, actually paving a path, from which came the sound of many footsteps, as if a large group of "living beings" had arrived.

Shi Yi watched all of this expressionlessly, without making any move or expression.

The next moment, the "beings" in the black mist appeared. The first one was an incomparably tall figure, with purple light surging around him. A familiar power rushed over him, so powerful that it was terrifying. It was the Qilin Power, which was known as the strongest offensive power.

Immediately afterwards, a second figure appeared, clad in silver armor, surrounded by towering sword energy, accompanied by chaotic mist, his sharp sword intent seemingly piercing the sky.

The third one was still tall, with a pair of wings on its back, black with golden markings, which were the wings of the Kunpeng.

The fourth one is a god draped in five-colored feathers, his body engulfed in raging flames—this is the fire of Nirvana.

The fifth figure was wreathed in terrifying black lightning and stained with dark blood, as if he had just returned from the battlefield. His armor was riddled with holes and tattered, indicating that he had experienced an unimaginable and brutal battle.

The sixth...the twelfth.

Twelve figures stood tall in the black mist, each one towering and imposing, like demons, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Shi Yi's full head of black hair fluttered in the wind, his battle clothes rustling in the wind, but his expression remained unchanged, calm and undisturbed, as if everything was within his expectations and control.

He knew what these twelve figures were, ten of which corresponded to his spiritual bodies above the Ten Great Star Caves.

Qilin, Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, True Phoenix, Kunpeng, True Hou, Golden Crow, Thunder Emperor, Divine Peacock, Taotie, Chaos.

The remaining two correspond to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art and Shi Yi's innate talent—double pupils.

Twelve figures stood side by side, each one terrifying beyond compare, enough to frighten anyone who came near.

This is not a contest. If it were a contest, it would be Shi Yi fighting twelve against one. The difference in numbers would be too great. These "beings" are not comparable to the first generation outside. They are all manifested according to Shi Yi's situation and are the ultimate interpretation of the twelve kinds of laws.

In a sense, they are essentially Shi Yi himself, bizarrely replicating him. One person simultaneously battling twelve versions of himself is terrifying just to think about.

However, Shi Yi is not without a chance to defeat them, after all, he has been through so much and has many trump cards in his hand.

However, Shi Yi did not intend to make a move, because this was a trap.

The ancient lamp hangs high, illuminating the scene below. Then, the known techniques are generated from the black mist. Fight against the prodigies, record the events, and bring them back. This is the true essence of the art of theft.

Shi Yi wouldn't be foolish enough to engage in a fierce battle and reveal his trump card to Gu Deng, allowing others to see through it.

He ignored the twelve demonic figures in the black mist, and instead looked up at the ancient lamp hanging high in the sky.

In layman's terms, it was a camera, and what Shi Yi wanted to do was to directly destroy the camera.

Moreover, the ancient lamp was not the source. Shi Yi believed that there must be a crack not far away, in which a blood-stained, dark ancient ship was docked, and that was the source of the strange changes.

Shi Yi had no intention of exploring the source of the strangeness. The most valuable thing there was the Great Luo Sword Embryo. Even those who didn't know the truth knew that this thing was cursed and would kill its master. Throughout history, it had killed more than one person.

Shi Yi knew the truth about the Great Luo Sword Embryo. If he became its master, he would inevitably be slashed by the Emperor Sword in the future, and he had no desire to be slashed.

Now, all that's needed is to destroy the ancient lamp.

"Buzz!"

Shi Yi donned the Thunder Emperor Armor riddled with holes, and a small, glowing shield appeared in his palm—the very spirit of the Endless Bell. Both were ancient artifacts, harboring a deep hatred for the supernatural.

(End of this chapter)