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The space that was suffused with the gray death aura was deathly still. Finally, there was only a pure land with a circumference of three meters left. The other places were all dead and devoid of any signs of life.

The surging and surging spiritual sea was now dead silent. The purple spiritual force had turned black and was filled with a thick aura of death. This was a sea of death.

In the center of the boundless Sea of Death, there was a pure land filled with golden light. That golden light seemed to have the characteristic of restraining and purifying the aura of death, unexpectedly making it difficult for the aura of death to invade.

This pure land had a circumference of less than three meters and was enveloped in golden light. In the center of this pure land sat a youth.

The young man was very handsome. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his face was like a crown jade. He was formed from purple-coloured Spirit power, and his body was sparkling and translucent like an exquisite porcelain doll.

Behind the youth, a small golden sun was rising and falling. If one looked carefully, they would see a golden wheel covered with runes.

It was precisely it that released ten thousand rays of pure gold light, resisting the corrosion of the Sea of Death's death aura, creating a pure land in this sea brimming with the aura of death.

At this moment, the runes on the golden wheel that had long been imprinted were moving about like spirit snakes. As the dao flowed, the pure energy of the world became even stronger.

Ling Yun closed his eyes, and his heart became as calm as still water. He forgot about death, and wholeheartedly studied and perfected the Sacred Light technique. Currently, he was only able to resist the corrosive effects of the death aura.

Even in the face of death, in the face of the pure land shrinking inch by inch, his heart remained unmoved. He was like a spectator silently watching everything.

To improve the Sacred Light technique, one had to constantly improve the Great Way of Light. Although he was only a warrior, he was still far from comprehending and comprehending the Heavenly Dao Laws.

However, he had reincarnated and had the foundation of being a Martial Saint. Under the threat of death, his potential erupted and he had to use his spirit to comprehend it. He was not restricted by the mysterious laws.

In the deathly ghost fog, a wraith shrouded in gray fog stared coldly at the nearby pure land, its eyes filled with malevolent and venomous intent.

It was as if he had a grudge against everything in the world. He wanted to destroy everything, and in his heart was a seed of destruction.

Step by step, he walked towards the pure land. As he walked, the death aura and ghost fog followed him and surged towards that direction.

Instantly, the pure land that was supported by the Sacred Light Technique started to shrink again. When the evil ghost was less than ten meters away from Ling Yun, it had already shrunk to not even a meter and could only barely cover Ling Yun within it.

At this point, the pure land no longer shrank under the attacks of the death aura and ghost fog. On the golden wheel, the great Dao of light was evolving, like a beam of light shining through a dark world.

Even though the pure land was shrinking, the golden light became denser, as if it was condensed into a substance. An unbreakable aura filled the air, as if it was impregnable.

Dong!

The evil ghost's ghastly pale face revealed a strange smile, and took a step forward. Immediately, the ethereal state of Ling Yun who was seated cross-legged was broken, and the golden wheel became unstable.

Ling Yun's face paled, and he laughed bitterly, it seemed like there was no hope. Although in the face of death, his potential had increased, and his Sacred Light technique had improved by a large amount, but due to his mental strength, he was unable to release it.

After all, there was no hope?

Ling Yun shut his eyes in despair.