C234 Cataclysm

In the depths of the dense forest, a ragged black figure was rapidly moving through. The black spear in his hand occasionally touched the overgrown branches, but he completely ignored it, as if he didn't even have the patience to wave the spear and let the half foot spear tip pass through the branches in an extremely urgent manner.

However, if someone were to appear at his side and see the big guy chasing him, they would know why he was running away in such a sorry state.

Behind this wretched figure was a tall and long monster. From the looks of it, it wasn't willing to give up until this person was torn to pieces!

Yi Yan scanned the area with his Celestial Sense and realized that the monster's speed in the dense forest was not something he could compare with.

Gritting his teeth, the arrogance in Yi Yan's heart was finally completely aroused by this never-ending pursuit.

Yi Yan suddenly turned around and stood in place. For the first time, he seriously sized up the fellow who had been chasing him for three days and three nights: At first glance, this monster looked like a leopard, but its height was more than three meters and its body was ten meters larger than a leopard. It was even larger than its four thick thighs by a meter in diameter!

Looking up, the short dark green fur of this monster leopard, perhaps because it had been sprinting for a long time, all the hair that should have been stuck gently to its body stood up, especially the blood-red hair on its forehead, which looked extremely conspicuous.

Yi Yan gently stroked the pieces of clothing on his body that had been torn apart by the monster leopard's attack, as his thoughts went back to the moment he flew back up into the sky.

On that day, after using the Asura Lance s to rip open a line of Spatial Fissure that connected the two realms, Yi Yan gave a few simple instructions before hastily slipping inside.

Because he did not ascend through normal channels, Yi Yan did not lose consciousness like the ordinary cultivators. Instead, he opened his eyes wide and played with the whole process of his ascension.

Under Yi Yan's curious gaze, the space barrier between the two realms was not as pitch black as he had guessed. Instead, it was lit up with faint light.

The colours of these rays of light were all different, from time to time, they would shine, like a resplendent galaxy. Yi Yan couldn't help but be immersed in them, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

However, after enjoying the view for a while, Yi Yan who had recovered from the wondrous scene of the river of stars, tragically discovered that the distance between him and the ray of light at the exit in front of him did not seem to be any closer. Looking at it now, it was still very far away.

Originally, to Yi Yan, being a bit slower didn't really matter. After knowing from the Immortal Monarch Shang Long's memories that all the cultivators would have to stay in the Soaring Pool for a period of time after they ascended, Yi Yan didn't really care about this sort of time.

But the problem was that the barrier was not empty, and was like a thick liquid. It made Yi Yan have to pay a lot of energy for every step he took.

Without the support he had gained from the normal flight, the initial excitement had died down. At this moment, Yi Yan actually felt it difficult to move a single step.

At the same time, apart from the increasing amount of resistance, the surrounding space constantly gave off an extremely strong tearing force, as if it wanted to pull Yi Yan to the side, or perhaps it might as well tear him into pieces.

In this kind of environment, even with Yi Yan's profound cultivation, he could not help but feel that it was unbearable after a long time.

According to Yi Yan's estimations, if it was an ordinary cultivator, they would not be able to last past two hours under this hurdle and their body would be torn to pieces.

However, Yi Yan did not care for two days of time, and he could not bear the exhaustion that seemed to have no end of it either.

However, the current Yi Yan already had no way out, and this was his only chance. Yi Yan simply had not considered the possibility of returning to the Cultivation Realm, and could only brace himself and continue onward.

After two days, the further he walked, the heavier Yi Yan's footsteps became, and beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead. First, it was a fine and dense layer, but later, the sweat that had poured out converged into bean-sized droplets of sweat that flowed down along Yi Yan's face that was distinct lines, and dripped onto his chest and clothes.

At the same time, the distance between each of Yi Yan's steps was decreasing unnoticeably.

Half a year later, every step Yi Yan took was already half the distance he had just taken when he entered this place!

The light in the distance only doubled in size.

Based on this speed, in this place where there was not even a trace of natural spirit energy to be replenished, Xu Yi Yan would not have had a chance to leave this place for the rest of his life.

However, Yi Yan was Yi Yan. If he was knocked down by such a small setback, he wouldn't be worthy of being called the number one in Cultivation Realm!

Under such arduous conditions, not only did Yi Yan not have the slightest hint of giving up, he had instead been stimulated by the boundless arrogance and fighting spirit in the bottom of his heart.

In his view, the true cultivation process was to fight against the heavens, fight with the earth, fight with people. Any obstacle in front of him should have been a stepping stone for him, not a reason to give up.

Gritting his teeth, Yi Yan held the Asura Lance tightly in his sweaty right hand and continued to walk down.

Only, this time, he no longer had the interest to admire those brilliant stars. Instead, he focused all of his energy on his feet.

Fortunately, although the energy in his dantian had been sealed, Yi Yan still had the energy to activate it. Otherwise, no matter how stubborn he was, he would not be able to escape the fate of being trapped to death by the Two Realms Barrier.

Just like that, a lonely figure walked down the two world barrier that was so empty that there was not even a sliver of life left. There was no longer the clamor of the Floating World, and no longer the gazes of worship and reverence from countless people.

Another year passed, and when Yi Yan's body had almost lost all of its energy, he raised his head in despair, only to see a ray of light smiling at him from a distance. It was as if it was welcoming to Yi Yan for the past year and a half.

In his exhausted body, a surge of energy suddenly gushed out from somewhere.

His mood climbed all the way from the bottom of hell to heaven, even with Yi Yan's stone-hard mental state, he couldn't help but to feel waves.

With his last bit of strength, Yi Yan fearlessly pounced in the direction of the ray of light.

It was a pity that the heavens always seemed to like to joke around with him. In his opinion, although it was harmless, it was extremely likely that he would lose his life.

When the excited Yi Yan broke through the last layer of membrane, and after going through countless hardships, he finally came to the "Immortal Realm".

After that, he relaxed his mind and took a deep breath. What filled his surroundings and was deeply sucked in was not milky white immortal spiritual energy, but rather a faint black color — — Demonic Qi!

For Yi Yan who had cultivated the Seal of Life And Death and Nine Revolutions Indestructible Vajra Body s, the devil aura was not a deadly poison to him, but an energy that could similarly be absorbed.

However, there was an extremely important question laid in front of Yi Yan: The place where Sang Yiting flew to was where the Immortal Realm was without a doubt, and the place that broke through the barrier between the two boundaries, was actually the Devil Realm!

After learning the basics of the Four Realms Heaven from the Immortal Monarch Shang Long's memories, Yi Yan knew that for immortals like him, the attitude of people with Devil Realm could not be considered friendly. And going from the Devil Realm to the Immortal Realm was far more than just being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

As he thought of this, Yi Yan's originally relaxed mind, which had already broken away from the barrier of two realms, was once again lifted.

However, right after, Yi Yan did not have any more time to think about it, because his arrival alarmed a Demon Leopard that was lying quietly prostrate not far from where he appeared.

What was obvious was that the Demon Leopard seemed to be very interested in this new neighbor. It revealed its sharp claws and dense fangs and showed its endless welcome to Yi Yan.

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