Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The boy was fierce and aggressive.

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren have reached the limit of this historical fragment, but even when they join forces, they are still no match for each other.

It's unknown how long the battle will last.

Wang Quan wanted to jump out of the grave and continue the fight.

As a result, after exerting all his strength, he only bounced once in the grave pit and did not jump out of the grave pit at all.

boom!

Ying Jiaren also fell in and lay down next to him, unable to move.

The boy, with his hands behind his back, sighed, "It seems you're too far removed from my era."

"Even in terms of your physical structure and the fundamental nature of your spiritual practice, there is a fundamental difference between you and us."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren had red eyes and were breathing heavily.

The boy turned and walked towards the [Liuli River].

The next breath, a fishing line fell from the sky, coiling around the two people and floating beside the boy.

The wind and snow swept across the river, which surged and teemed with fish and shrimp.

Wang Quan glanced at Liulijiang.

The river here is not turbulent, nor is it wide or deep.

At this moment, Ying Jiaren suddenly said, "Look, there's a big dragon down there."

Wang Quan looked closely and indeed saw large dragons appearing and disappearing.

The boy beside him laughed: "Those big dragons correspond to my big tendons; they are a reflection of my big tendons."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren were bewildered.

This boy is from a time far removed from theirs.

So ancient that: none of the Taoist scriptures he currently possesses contain any records of this era.

Therefore, he didn't understand many of the things the boy said.

Big ribs?

Reflection?

What is that?

The boy didn't explain. He pointed to the Liuli River and said, "The source of this river supports the existence of this fragment of history."

"When you become stronger, you can go to the source to take a look."

"The original owner left something inside when he sealed himself away for the last time."

"Although times have changed and years have passed, the things inside will definitely be useful to you."

Ying Jiaren suddenly spoke up: "How much stronger do we need to be than we are now to enter the source?"

The boy tilted his head and thought for a moment:

He wanted to talk about realms of understanding, but considering the changing times and the passage of years, he couldn't define a realm.

Fortunately, some clever fellows had appeared under his command before, so he picked up a bit of cleverness himself.

"When your faces occupy one percent of the sky of a continent, you will be qualified to set foot on it."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren were completely dumbfounded.

Do faces occupy one percent of the sky over a continent?

Can a human face be this big?

They were bewildered.

The boy thought they were looking down on the low standards and didn't think much of what was inside.

He worried that no one would benefit from it, thus betraying the good intentions of the owner of Liulijiang.

Therefore, he explained, "The owner of Liulijiang, like me, is a kind-hearted person who deliberately set a low threshold."

"However, what was left inside was definitely second-rate."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren...

A kind-hearted person?

Ha ha!

If you have a kind heart, there will be good people everywhere in this world.

How could that kind-hearted person slaughter all the creatures that refused to follow him?

You're a heartless killer!

The boy was a chatterbox and talked a lot with them.

He said that he cultivated and fought enemies here when he was young, and talked about the geniuses he met here.

He talked about many people and many things he encountered when he was young.

Finally, with a sigh, he said, "I am merely a thought of the original body."

"It's been a long time since I've chatted with outsiders, so I've talked a bit too much. Please don't mind."

"By the way, you should go now, or it will be difficult to leave later."

A thought struck Wang Quan: "We can escape this historical fragment without even destroying the anchor point?"

The boy was taken aback: "What anchor point? I don't understand."

"I just know that if you don't leave, you'll become more and more intertwined with the fragments of this era."

"By then, with your current strength, you probably won't be able to return."

Wang Quan said, "In our time, living beings have set historical anchors."

"As long as the being that serves as the anchor in history lives, outsiders cannot escape this historical segment."

"Nor can it change history either."

The boy shook his head: "There's no anchor point here."

"But changing history is not easy."

"In my time, those who try to change history will ultimately fulfill history and be destined for it."

Wang Quan wanted to ask something else, but the boy snapped his fingers.

The next instant, the space around the two shattered, and they began to break free from the fragments.

Wang Quan shouted, "What's your name?"

The boy paused, a hint of reminiscence appearing in his eyes: "My name is Forbidden."

"Back then, they called me the Forbidden Emperor of xxxx."

"Many living beings also call me 'Lord Justice'."

"And you—I allow you to call me—[Emperor]."

The next instant, before Wang Quan could ask him what he meant, the surrounding space exploded.

At this moment, Wang Quan lost all consciousness.

Perhaps it was a moment of confusion, or perhaps it was a year.

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren saw the fragment, hundreds of miles in size, again, and saw endless river water gushing out from it.

At the same time, they also saw each other's flesh and blood tearing open, their bones and tendons exposed.

Their expressions turned strange when they saw each other's bones, flesh, and blood.

Because their flesh, bones, and even internal organs all turned golden, as if cast from the purest and most brilliant gold.

Their flesh, bones, and internal organs are covered with countless strange patterns.

The many patterns are so strange that even someone with the royal authority would find them dizzying to look at.

At this moment, their bones creaked and their flesh writhed.

Then, without using any magic or life-cultivation techniques, their flesh and blood healed on their own.

After he recovered, Wang Quan subconsciously activated the [Life Cultivation] technique.

Then, he saw his entire body radiating brilliant golden light, and strange patterns appeared on his skin.

At this moment, he felt his [Life Cultivation] power surging upwards.

At that moment, Ying Jiaren suddenly realized, "These things were given to me by that strange ancient boy, weren't they!"

Wang Quan nodded: "Only him."

"Perhaps, these are the only things that separate us from him?"

As he spoke, he looked up at the fragments of history: "Tell me, if I go back in, can I beat him up?"

Ying Jiaren was about to shake her head when, in the next instant, she saw Wang Quan's figure blur and then disappear.

The next moment, the distorted space stabilized.

Then, royal power reappeared.

This time, Wang Quan appeared with a mangled body, clutching his head and shouting, "Stop fighting!"

"I was just joking!"

Ying Jiaren.......

She silently placed Wang Quan's head on his neck: "What just happened?"

Wang Quan's flesh and blood healed, and he laughed heartily, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."

Ying Jiaren.........

"real?"

"Yes, it's more real than real gold!"

"Look, my heart is all golden, how could it not be real?"

Wang Quan cleaved open his chest, letting Ying Jiaren see his golden heart.

Only after Ying Jiaren sensed his golden sincerity did she reluctantly believe him.

"Senior brother, let's begin the sermon!"

"That Nine-Tailed Fox said that if we preach, we can increase the efficiency of the next legend level."

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay!"

"But what should we talk about?"

"Hmm...I don't know, why don't you just say something?"

"good!"

"By the way, before I begin, let me tell you my name."

"Um!"

"My lady, you need to come up with a more impressive name."

Why?

"We entered history twice, and we came out alive."

"We're all this good, it's normal for our reputation to be well-known."

"Um!"