2068: C2068 Third Pass

C2068 Third Pass

When ten thousand paths converge into one, my heart will forever be one!

The simple words suddenly fell into Qing'er's sea of consciousness.

The person who spoke was naturally Meng Fan. His voice was calm, but the power of law contained within it was enough to shake the heavens and make the world tremble.

The first stage of the three trials was completely different from the second stage because between the first stage, there were two words that were unique. To comprehend the true meaning of the self was something that the sea of fire could not harm at all.

However, the second trial was not the case. The emphasis was on the word 'Eternity'.

Eternity meant eternal damnation. If one's body did not fall, then every single sword image would tear apart their body. Any one of them would contain immense pain.

This sort of pain was real and unavoidable. Only by maintaining the True Meaning of Eternity and comprehending this law could one overcome this pain.

Experiencing 10,000 trials, true undying.

Each and every one of these tribulations was unavoidable. Only those who had truly passed through them would dare to claim themselves as eternal!

This was true cultivation. In the past, no one had been able to avoid it. Those who wanted to occupy an extremely high position would also have to endure pain that ordinary people were unable to bear.

It was the same for the ten thousand realms, and it was the same for the the Path of Concealment.

At this moment, Qing'er's Sea of Consciousness was shocked by Meng Fan's words and regained some clarity. However, it was also fearful when faced with the immense pain that was befalling her.

Even though Qing'er was afraid, she firmly remembered Meng Fan's words. She used her telepathic thoughts to remove all distractions, leaving only those eight words in her mind.

My heart is eternal!

It was just a few simple words, but who in the world could truly understand it?

Only that person who remained motionless for all eternity and quietly watched the vicissitudes of life would understand. Qing'er wanted to understand that Meng Fan was not qualified. However, with Meng Fan's guidance, she seemed to have found a path of hope. Even if she had only just touched the threshold, she had found the right direction.

So, on the ancient path, Meng Fan was in front and Qing'er was behind. Although her steps were extremely slow and she couldn't even follow Meng Fan when she moved forward, she kept on walking, one step at a time.

No one knew exactly how much this extremely delicate and weak looking young lady had endured in this ancient region.

Any trace of pain was enough to make the bloodiest man in this world howl all over the ground. However, at this moment, Qing'er was actually able to endure it, persevering on her own, even if ten thousand swords were to pierce her heart, in order to maintain the last sliver of clarity in her heart.

Sensing this, Meng Fan, who was in front, couldn't help but smile and nod secretly.

He had to admit that this the Source of the Heavens was terrifying; even the bloodline that it left behind was tyrannical to this point. The potential in his body was limitless, and with just a little bit of guidance from himself, he would be able to smoothly comprehend these two true intents.

In the darkness, it was unknown how long the two of them had progressed!

In this instant, every single detail seemed to last for countless years. That was because, between them, whether it was Meng Fan or Qing'er, both of them would forcefully resist that powerful pain. The ten thousand swords penetrated his heart and penetrated his marrow. Such pain was simply as if he had fallen into hell.

Finally, Qing'er's eyes lit up as the endless darkness and pain disappeared. A moment later, she could no longer hold on and fell to the ground like water. However, she was supported by a big hand. It was Meng Fan.

"Are you alright?"

Meng Fan smiled.

After walking out of the endless darkness, Qing'er forced herself to open her eyes. She looked around, only to discover that she was already in a large hall.

"Lord Meng Fann, I... "We have endured!"

"That's right!"

Meng Fan nodded. He rubbed Qing'er's hair and whispered,

"Your grandfather will definitely be proud of you. Even with Expert of Celestial King Stage, he might not be able to easily comprehend these two true intents, as long as you can smoothly comprehend them. If you can walk out, it will definitely be of great help to you in the future.

Hearing that, a trace of silence flashed past Qing'er's eyes. Naturally, she thought of her grandfather who had broken off the relationship between her and Meng Fan. At that moment, the shriveled and aged figure was actually as tall as the sun and the moon.

Qing'er clenched her jade-like hands tightly. In fact, the fatigue she felt at this moment had disappeared by god knows how many times as she said this with a serious tone.

"I will definitely avenge grandfather, I will definitely …"

"Alright!"

Meng Fan also spat out a word and didn't say anything else.

To Meng Fan, if he did not use the blood of the countless people in the Spirit Storage to wash off his hatred and humiliation, then it would definitely not be Meng Fan, and he would also not be able to drive away the hatred within him.

For many years, Meng Fan had never been angry, nor was he so vicious. However, at this moment, whenever he thought of Spirit Storage, he could not control himself at all. His killing intent far exceeded that.

Whoosh!

Letting out a heavy breath, Meng Fan calmed himself down and forced himself to become cold. He reckoned that if the Spirit Storage outside wanted to kill their way in, it would take a lot of effort. These two trials were passed by Meng Fan, and with his many years of experience and vision, even if he becomes a cripple, Meng Fan's vision would still be sharp, but for the several great god kings of Spirit Storage outside, who knows how long it would take for them to catch up.

Forcefully resisting it wasn't impossible to sustain heavy injuries!

However, Meng Fan did not dare to be careless, because he understood that in the past, Tai Wu had left three trials here. However, Meng Fan did not dare to be careless, because he understood that in the past, Tai Wu had left three trials here.

Even Hidden Top Experts couldn't get past it!

So, at that instant, Meng Fan forced himself back to calmness. He did not have a single trace of emotion, and like a rock, he swept his gaze around and carefully looked at the surrounding palace.

The entire palace was made of bronze, and it was extremely huge. It seemed as if it could hold over a thousand people.

Surrounding them were eight bronze pillars, holding up the entire palace. In the center of them all was a golden sculpture. It was unknown how much time had passed, but the surface was already filled with traces of countless years of time. But just one glance was enough to make even the Expert of Celestial King Stage tremble, because this statue was not ordinary, and was carved from an unparalleled vicious beast, like a dragon yet not a dragon, or a tiger yet not a tiger. Its entire body seemed extremely large, with a total of nine claws, a dragon's head, and a tiger's body.

Even though it was only a statue, it looked like a true peerless beast sitting in the lotus position.

Without a doubt, this should be the legendary... Too Wu!

Meng Fan's pupils slightly shrank as he stared at the several breaths of time. He knew that the key was this statue. It would carve his appearance here as the last trial.

"Lord Meng Fann, this..."

Under the imposing gaze of the statue, Qing'er instinctively felt fear in her heart, so much that she did not even dare to look at the statue.

It's nothing, Qing'er, you don't have to pass this hurdle. I'll do it myself, it won't be easy for them to come here. If I can open this hurdle, then they might be able to find a way to take you away. Remember, you must live on. Not only for yourself, but for your grandfather.

Meng Fan sighed.

Although his power had faded, Meng Fan's spiritual will still felt the terror of this last hurdle instinctively. It was not the same as before.

If he and Qing'er entered together, then Qing'er would definitely die. According to Meng Fan's conjecture, the previous two stages were not even one in ten thousand of this final stage.

Therefore, Qing'er could only stay here. Although there was the danger of being invaded by the Spirit Storage warriors outside, it was better to go there and throw away her life.

Meng Fan was sure that the moment Qing'er stepped into this final stage, she would die without a doubt, including the current him. With his cultivation destroyed and unable to perform, he could only rely on his own experience and courage to try.

"Ah, Lord Meng Fann, you …"

She naturally knew what Meng Fan looked like now. Although Meng Fan had taken advantage of the two previous stages, if there was the slightest bit of absolute power appearing in the final stage, Meng Fan would not be able to withstand it. It was too risky.

"No worries!"

Meng Fan shook his head. Even if he came to the second trial, he would still not be safe. The Gods Kings behind him could come in at any time and didn't give him a second thought.1

After calming Qing'er, Meng Fan did not hesitate and probed Tai Wu's carving with his consciousness. On this ancient carving, there was no entrance, as if it was a real sculpture. However, who was Meng Fan?

Instead, he circulated his spiritual will and felt the scales on Tai Wu's body. These scales might look ordinary, but under the control of Meng Fan's spiritual will, along with the lines on the scales, he gradually seemed to see a strange world opening up.

If one wanted to pass the third stage, there was no entrance. The true entrance was the scales and lines on Tai Wu's body. Only by being able to see through this would one be qualified to enter the third stage!

As Meng Fan fused with his Divine Sense, the scales on Tai Wu's body started to emit rays of light. Following Meng Fan's methods, the light continued to shine, enveloping the entire hall with a golden light akin to that of a Great Buddha.

However, the pair of eyes on the head of Tai Wu gradually turned blood-red, just like a sea of blood, containing an endless amount of killing intent. An instant later, the originally deathly still Tai Wu opened his mouth, and unexpectedly … Swallow Meng Fan alive!

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