617: C617 I Want to Go Back

C617 I Want to Go Back

The old monk nodded and slowly said, "According to the ancient records, this world was created by the God of Space. Only existences at the Divine Realm are allowed to enter and leave as they please."

"A god?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a savage light as a towering killing intent immediately erupted from his body. The black and blood-red infernal energy mixed together seemed to condense into a pillar that could support the heavens.

He coldly shouted, "God of Spaces, what bullsh * t. I just want to go back to my original world."

The old monk continued, "There is another way."

"Find a god to help you."

"Perhaps, I should find a person who possesses a Extreme Heaven spirit vein and let him bask in the sun for three days. Only after using his blood and bathing his entire body, would he be able to enter and leave the God Realm once."

The middle-aged man retracted his killing intent.

"If I could see the gods, I wouldn't be here looking for a way to leave."

He asked, "Where are we going to find the people from the Extreme Heaven Spiritual Pulse?"

The old monk slowly said, "I've calculated that in a village to the west, there would be a person with a Heaven Spiritual Pulse. A person with a Heaven Spiritual Pulse."

"Very different, very easy to recognize."

The middle-aged man smiled.

"I have stayed in this damned place for over a hundred years. Now, I can finally leave." With that, he stood up and walked outside. At this moment, the old monk also stood up.

He sighed and said, "Even after hundreds of years here, it's still not as good as it is outside. Is it more than 20 years?"

"I can't compare."

The middle-aged man stopped in his tracks, turned around, and waved his hand. "It can't be compared at all. There's no way to compare the two worlds."

"Furthermore, the reason why I want to become strong is so that I can go back and rule the world."

"I'm not even from this world."

"He's not the same as you."

After saying this, the middle-aged man walked out with large strides. The old monk watched his back and let out a long sigh. Then, he muttered to himself, "The outside world is bound to be a bloody mess."

"..."

In the village.

Lin Tian asked Yi Nuo, "How long have you been cultivating?"

She did not defend against Lin Tian at all. Lin Tian asked and she thought about it before answering: "I started cultivating from the age of eight, but up until now, I haven't managed to refine any spiritual energy."

When Eno said that.

His face was filled with unconcealable sadness and disappointment.

She lowered her head and continued, "I've been cultivating the entire time. The cultivation technique that my parents gave me has never been able to produce spiritual energy."

"Ying!"

Her voice had just fallen.

Lin Tian's hand tightly grabbed onto Yino's hand, causing her to yell out. Her face flushed red as she deeply lowered her head. At this moment, she felt her whole body warm up, full of security, and she wanted to sleep.2

In fact.

Lin Tian was currently channeling spiritual energy into her body.

He wanted to clearly see why Yi Nuo was unable to cultivate. In the end, Lin Tian discovered that her body could not store the spiritual energy from the outside world.

His spiritual power had only recently flowed into Yino's body.

Instantly, it dissipated.

At this time, the Medicine God's inheritance suddenly appeared.

Lin Tian's brows slightly wrinkled and he subconsciously muttered: "The Extreme Heaven Spiritual Pulse."

Although that Spiritual Pulse was incomparably strong, because it was too overbearing, it could not store any Spiritual Energy from the outside world. Moreover, it did not have any suitable cultivation methods.

Thus, this Spiritual Pulse.

What was the use of a spirit vein that was also crippled and unable to cultivate?

But Lin Tian was different.

He possessed the "Hongmeng Creation Art".

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