The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

A bone-chilling coldness descended from the sky, causing the golden-striped white tiger's primordial spirit to tremble.

It knew that the other party was about to search its soul.

A cold smile crept across his lips; he was certain that Shi Yi would leave empty-handed.

Sure enough, just as Shi Yi used his primordial spirit power to fully invade the golden-striped white tiger's soul, a symbol burst forth uncontrollably. It was a restriction planted by the ancient saint son within the primordial spirit of the temple's sacred beast. If anyone attempted to search its soul, it would explode, and the temple's sacred beast's primordial spirit would be reduced to ashes, leaving the soul searcher with nothing.

"Heh heh, the Ancient Saint knows you killed me. After he emerges from seclusion, he will surely make the Tongmen flow with blood." The golden-striped white tiger, on the verge of death, let out a chilling laugh.

The next moment, a loud explosion rang out, and its primordial spirit shattered into countless fragments. Before it perished, the golden-striped white tiger seemed to hear a sneer. It was somewhat puzzled as to what the double-pupiled being was laughing at. With its death, apart from the ancient saint himself, no one else knew the location of the ancient saint's secluded cultivation place.

Before the golden-striped white tiger could figure it out, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The surrounding void seemed to freeze, with rivers of time and causality flowing by. Everything was rewinding, and countless fragments of divine souls returned to their original positions along the trajectory of the shooting, eventually piecing together a golden-striped white tiger covered in cracks.

"Crack!"

The void shattered, and the golden-striped white tiger's primordial spirit was reborn, turning back time and defying fate.

The golden-striped white tiger looked incredulous. It was certain that its soul had indeed shattered once, but had been brought back by some force.

An indescribable feeling of palpitation swept through my entire body.

Shi Yi gave the Golden-Striped White Tiger no chance to react, directly activating his Double Pupils and unleashing the Chaos Secret Technique.

The golden-striped white tiger stood there dumbfounded. It saw an indescribable eye, with a godlike coldness and a demonic power that made people want to fly into it like moths to a flame, and all their senses were drawn into it.

"Roar!"

It descended into chaos and madness, its mind blank, unable to think. The death and resurrection it had just experienced had, to some extent, broken down its psychological defenses, making it unable to resist Shi Yi's secret technique and instantly succumbing to it.

Just then, a majestic voice rang out, asking where the ancient saint was. It was not necessary to say it aloud; it was enough to imagine it in one's mind. This way, the restriction left by the ancient saint would not be triggered.

When the golden-striped white tiger awoke, it had no idea what time it was. It only felt that it was being blown by the wind and moving rapidly in the sky.

"Ok?"

It wanted to move, but it was powerless, bound and unable to mobilize its divine power.

A large hand grabbed its neck and lifted it up in mid-air, like it was holding a chick.

"what?"

The Golden-Striped White Tiger remembered that it had been suppressed by the Lord of the Pupil Sect and had gone through a soul search and a life-or-death ordeal, but it had no recollection of what happened after that.

Then, it looked down and saw the familiar rivers and mountains. Wasn't this the road to the ancient saint's secluded cultivation place? It had clearly been determined to die rather than submit, so how could this be?
After learning what he wanted, Shi Yi immediately headed towards the secluded place of the ancient saint.

According to the vision that appeared in the mind of the Golden-Striped White Tiger, the place where the ancient saint was in seclusion was called the Realm of Heroes.

He cultivates the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture, an unparalleled ancient heavenly skill. Its most heaven-defying aspect is the ability to activate heroic spirits and gods and demons, allowing them to merge with him and sweep away enemies from all directions.

For this reason, the Ancient Saint chose to go into seclusion in a secret place in the Realm of Heroes, where many powerful Heroes surround him, and others dare not approach.

Shi Yi arrived, carrying the sacred beast of the temple, the Golden-striped White Tiger, and descended upon this place.

He was surrounded by fragments of time and mists of cause and effect, as if he did not belong to this ancient history. Even the golden-striped white tiger in his hand was shrouded in mist, and his aura was not visible.

The man and the tiger traversed among the endless heroic spirits. The endless heroic spirits, who would normally suppress the intruders, were now unusually calm, treating Shi Yi and the white tiger as nothing, allowing them to approach the secluded cultivation place of the ancient saint.

Before they even arrived, a strange chanting sound emanated from the temple. Shi Yi listened for a short while and felt his soul grow weary and drowsy. The next moment, his primordial spirit shone brightly, dispelling the influence.

If I'm not mistaken, this is the Soul-Soothing Scripture from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture. No wonder the ancient saint was able to go into seclusion in a place filled with heroic spirits.

With the power of these heroic spirits, even if the strange creatures banded together, it would be difficult for them to break through. It can be said that the ancient saint's seclusion was almost foolproof.

Unfortunately, he never expected that Shi Yi would be able to bypass the senses of these heroic spirits and force his way in.

The man and the tiger arrived at a large tomb ahead, from which all the chanting of scriptures emanated. Shi Yi's Yin-Yang double pupils glowed, indicating that he had already seen through everything.

The ancient holy son he was looking for was sitting cross-legged in the great tomb, his body covered with layers upon layers of scriptures, each one truly manifest, as if cast from silver.

At this moment, the ancient saint is in a deep state of enlightenment and cultivation. It can be seen that he is not far from cultivating immortal energy, and a faint mist of immortal energy has already spread around his body.

Shi Yi estimated that once Shi Hao cultivated immortal energy, stepped into the blood-stained dark ancient ship, obtained the Great Luo Sword Embryo there, activated the ancient king of the Stone Clan, and suppressed the strange beings, these ancient monsters would succeed. However, most of them could only cultivate a strand of immortal energy.

Those who can cultivate two strands of immortal energy on their own are all truly formidable individuals, far more powerful than so-called ancient freaks.

Ten-Crown King, Immortal, and Ning Chuan are all beings who can rival Shi Hao, who has cultivated two strands of immortal energy. They should not be underestimated. As for the third strand of immortal energy, they are basically obtained through tribulation.

"You...what do you want?"

The golden-striped white tiger's fur stood on end. It really couldn't understand how Shi Yi had found this place. He could ignore countless heroic spirits. Just how terrifying was this creature?
"So? Of course, it's 'inviting' your master to come with me." Shi Yi said indifferently.

Logically speaking, he and the Ancient Saint Son had no deep-seated hatred, so he shouldn't have come to attack him so directly. However, Shi Yi didn't have time to bargain with the other party. In this world of gods and demons, especially in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, force is the best language—simple and easy to understand.

Thinking of this, he grabbed the golden-striped white tiger in his hand. Runes were densely packed on his palm, and even immortal energy emerged from it.

The next second, he threw it violently, using the golden-striped white tiger as a ball, and hurled it at the large tomb.

"boom!"

After a deafening roar, the dazed golden-striped white tiger forcefully broke through the numerous restrictions outside the tomb and slammed into it, landing precisely in front of the ancient holy son, creating a huge crater.

Such a commotion was naturally sensed by the ancient saint, who instantly opened his eyes and focused them on the convulsing golden-striped white tiger.

These eyes are very deep, with many mysterious symbols flowing within them.

He raised his head and met the gaze of Shi Yi, the uninvited guest. In just one glance, the ancient saint was shocked. He recognized him as the famous double-pupiled Shi Yi, known as the number one genius of the ancient immortals.

"Those with double pupils..."

The ancient sage spoke softly, but did not get up, remaining seated cross-legged.

This was not because he underestimated Shi Yi, but because of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Sutra; this posture was also a fighting posture.

"The temple has not offended you, fellow Daoist, so why have you come here to disturb my seclusion?" the ancient saint asked.

"I need you to recite a passage of scripture for me," Shi Yi stated his purpose directly.

The ancient sage remained silent and did not ask Shi Yi why he did not try to persuade him before resorting to force.

Even if the two sides are in an alliance, the other side will definitely not trust him. If a restriction is placed on the Ancient Saint, the Ancient Saint will not agree to it.

In general, coming to their door is the best option.

"I want to see just how strong a Celestial Aura user really is," the Ancient Saint said, neither refusing nor agreeing. A direct answer would be meaningless; if Shi Yi's strength was so great that he couldn't withstand it, then refusing would be pointless.

If the ancient saint were given the choice between life and death, he would undoubtedly choose the former.

"as you wish."

Shi Yi spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, a pure, ethereal aura appeared and swirled around Shi Yi.

At this moment, he was otherworldly, like a true immortal descending to earth.

The ancient saint felt a sense of oppression that made it difficult for him to breathe.

Is this true immortal energy? It's far more powerful than the immortal energy wisps he cultivated.

However, the ancient saint was not afraid. As an ancient freak, his power was beyond doubt.

"Buzz!"

The ancient saint sat cross-legged on the altar in the tomb, opened his mouth and spat out symbols, which transformed into endless killing light and rushed towards Shi Yi.

Shi Yi had no intention of holding back. This was the Realm of Heroic Spirits, inhabited by many terrifying heroic spirits. The opponent's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture was quite strange, and it would be troublesome if it could command those heroic spirits.

Therefore, he attacked the ancient saint in his strongest form.

"boom!"

Ten enormous star-shaped grottoes rose slowly, forming a ring, shrouded in celestial mist. Above them, pairs of fierce eyes stared at the ancient saint.

Shi Yi's hair flew wildly, and the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness also unleashed a vast divine power, further enhancing his immortal aura and pushing his combat strength to its limit.

"puff!"

Under Shi Yi's full power, the ancient saint son, who had not cultivated immortal energy, was no match for him. All the symbols were swept away and shattered with a bang.

"what?"

The ancient sage was greatly surprised. These symbols were the strongest offensive techniques in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture, yet they were easily crushed by the opponent.

The next moment, his brow glowed, and a mysterious portal appeared, spewing forth chaotic energy in strands and wisps, radiating a sacred light. Suddenly, a sword shot out from it, wrapped in terrifying chaotic light.

Shi Yi was well-prepared. He had already cultivated the Taiyin Double Pupil to its ultimate level, giving him unimaginable control over the battlefield.

"Bang!"

A heavy Taiyin sword fell from his pupils, colliding with the ancient saint's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths sword in a tremendous explosion, causing the void to collapse layer by layer.

In the end, the Taiyin Sword charged straight in, repelling the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Sword and cleaving it in two, before striking the Ancient Saint Son with its momentum.

The ancient saint remained expressionless. The chaotic portal between his brows unleashed unparalleled power, directly swallowing the Taiyin Sword into it and sealing it away.

"A temple?"

Shi Yi understood the methods of the Ancient Saint Son. There was an ancient temple between his eyebrows that temporarily sealed the Taiyin Sword, preventing it from breaking out in a short time.

However, this had no impact on Shi Yi, whose methods were countless.

The next moment, the Chaos Secret Technique erupted from Shi Yi's pupils, instantly affecting the Ancient Saint's primordial spirit. Despite wearing armor that could protect his primordial spirit, he was still inevitably affected, and his eyes instantly lost their luster.

Just as the Ancient Saint Son fell into a state of chaos, Shi Yi, carrying the Taiyin Wings, rushed to the Ancient Saint Son's side like a bolt of lightning.

By the time the ancient saint awoke from the chaos, it was too late; Shi Yi had already arrived before him.

"puff!"

The Taiyin Wings slashed at the chest of the ancient saint, sending him flying backward and crashing off the platform.

However, this terrifying blow did not break him. At the critical moment, chaotic energy emerged from the body of the ancient saint, blocking the fatal attack.

The temple's divine beast, the Golden-Striped White Tiger, was able to withstand a single blow from Shi Yi without dying after only applying a small amount of that mysterious liquid; one can imagine how much more powerful the ancient saint was, who was completely soaked in it.

Of course, he was also in bad shape, suffering from severe chest pain and a deep dent in his chest, while his internal organs felt as if they were being churned up.

"cough!"

The ancient saint coughed up blood, a look of horror deep in his eyes. He had almost been killed in a single exchange. If his body had not been cleansed by that liquid, he would already be a corpse.

The gap is just too big.

Shi Yi exuded unparalleled aura, like a true immortal walking among mortals. He walked towards the ancient saint with an expressionless face, his aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, and the power emanating from his body was simply suffocating.

Gu Shengzi's eyelids twitched wildly, and he hurriedly waved to Shi Yi.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

He spoke like this.

Although the ancient saint still had forbidden methods he hadn't used, he knew in his heart that the situation was hopeless and he was no match for Shi Yi. Even if he used them, it would be like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, so he might as well give in.

Shi Yi only asked that a passage of scripture be recited for him, without any other unreasonable conditions.

“Fellow Daoist, I am willing to recite scriptures for you, but I don’t know which one you would like to hear.”

"Before reciting the Soul-Summoning Scripture from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture, I will place a restriction on you. After the recitation is completed, I will immediately lift the restriction and restore your freedom," Shi Yi replied.

Upon hearing this, the ancient saint's face showed a struggle. He had never been so dejected before, having others place restrictions on him.

However, circumstances are beyond one's control. As the ancients said, "A wise man submits to circumstances." After some struggle, he nodded and agreed to Shi Yi's conditions.

"very good."

Shi Yi nodded in satisfaction.

If the Ancient Saint's Summoning Scripture truly played a significant role, then it would be a matter of cause and effect, and Shi Yi would offer some assistance within his capabilities. Of course, he would not make any prior promises.

Afterwards, Shi Yi asked the Ancient Saint to open his mind and placed a restriction in his primordial spirit. The Ancient Saint also opened the gate between his eyebrows, released the Taiyin Sword, and returned it to Shi Yi's double pupils. After doing all this, the two set off and headed straight for Bright City.

As for the Golden-Striped White Tiger, the Ancient Saint Son instructed it to recuperate here, and said he would return shortly.

In Bright City, Shi Yi and Gu Shengzi arrived. Both of them concealed their forms, and outsiders could not see their true faces.

(End of this chapter)