Volume 2: The Supreme Master Chapter 54: Nirvana Realm

  "What should we do now?" Zhang Hao looked up at the vast sky above his head, and for a moment, he was at a loss. The fate of tens of thousands of lives rested in the hands of that mysterious old man from Tian Huang, and he himself was one of them.

  Murong Xue's cold and indifferent face, Xiao Yue's pleasant and melodious voice like the Oriole bird, Hei Lao San's kind and warm smile, Zhang Yuefeng's stingy and nagging appearance, Mo Xiaogui's deeply bitter and heart-wrenching expression, all emerged one by one.

  Zhang Hao looked up at the sky with a distant gaze, his eyes as red as blood. His hands gripped the iron tightly, and he said word by word: "I must do my best to protect these people!"

  Shang looked at Zhang Hao's distorted face and sighed in his heart, "This kid has a good talent, strong divine soul, but sometimes he is too heavy with emotions and righteousness. This kind of personality is somewhat different from the nature of a cultivator, but he suddenly thought of the Carefree Emperor, wasn't he like that too?"

  Zhang Hao calmed the uneasy emotions in his body, then walked out of the Haoran Building with big strides. He took a glance at the black old three who was screaming and crying in the Fulong Cauldron, pinched a Qingmu True Technique on his hand, mobilized the essence of the surrounding plants, condensed a small green ball, and threw it into the Fulong Cauldron. The flames inside the cauldron grew even more intense.

  Black Old Three's skin as black as coal had a layer of dirty oil on it, emitting a sizzling sound.

  Zhang Hao gazed at Hei Lao San's painful expression, his crimson eyes gleaming with a hint of frenzy: "Right, right! You're about to break through the third realm of Wu Xian's Body Refining Technique soon, and your physical strength is almost breaking through the Three Cauldrons' power! You must hold on!"

  Having said that, he left.

  Zhang Hao was jolted awake by Yan's words, the cruel reality telling him that he was just a small ant that others could crush at will, but he refused to be trampled on, so he had to become stronger.

  Isn't Tian Huang Lao Ren going to sacrifice all these cultivators? Then he should take the initiative and make arrangements, seize the opportunity first, and absolutely cannot be beaten passively.

  Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Zhang Hao's face, and he turned his body towards the Cold Pool.

  The chill of the cold air rose unceasingly, Zhang Hao looked at the small hole beside the ice pool, and gazed at the Chi Yan Fuxi who was constantly using his spiritual power to condense into an ice fireball.

  He bent down to look at the mysterious flower pattern on the back of the Chi Xing beast and said warmly, "Where did you steal all your spiritual stones from? Can you take me to see?"

  As he spoke, a warm smile appeared on his face.

  The red flame-like creature, Fow Xiu, turned its head to look at Zhang Hao, the golden tentacles on its forehead humming with a buzzing sound. Its small eyes rolled around and nodded at Zhang Hao before diving into the cave.

  Zhang Hao suddenly drew out the Longyuan sword, stroking the blade with his finger and said: "I'm sorry to trouble you, today I'll see where this cave leads!" As he spoke, he looked at the entrance of the cave where Chi Yan Fuxi had disappeared, and began to dig. Unknowingly, he dug for three hours, Zhang Hao's sweat seeped through his clothes, his spiritual energy almost exhausted. The deeper the cave went, the colder it became, when his spiritual energy was almost depleted, despite his strong physical body, Zhang Hao couldn't help but shiver with cold, and had to stop to recover his spiritual energy.

  The red flame beast stopped in front of Zhang Hao and shrank its body, lying on the palm of his hand that was placed on top of his abdomen.

  The spiritual energy in the ground contained a strange, eerie chill, which Zhang Hao absorbed into his body. The Nine Yang energy hidden within him quietly absorbed this cold, yin energy.

  The Starlight Qi Method began to rotate exceptionally slowly in the depths of the cave, with the surrounding spiritual energy resembling tiny white lights that were strung together by threads of cold air, forming a series of pearls that were absorbed into him.

  A cold, eerie energy quietly seeps into the meridians, and the Nine Yang energies emanate from within, merging with the chilly aura of the earthly holes to bring it inside.

  Ever since entering the Bixi Valley, Zhang Hao has been working hard to cultivate his skills. However, he hasn't closed himself off to solidify his cultivation. This time, as he entered the cave and reached the bottom of the earth, he unknowingly entered a state of sitting forgetfulness and selflessness.

  In the ocean of knowledge, the primordial energy sits calmly. In the midst of the ocean of knowledge, on the illusory face, there are still no mouth, nose, ears, or mouth, only occasionally twisting and turning to highlight a certain part's characteristics.

  The Vermilion Flame Fowei Beast, sitting at the center of Zhang Hao's palm, suddenly woke up from its slumber.

  Opened some bleary eyes, stretched out a bright red sharp tongue, licked Zhang Hao's fingers, and then jumped down from Zhang Hao's palm, flashing into the cave and disappeared.

  Zhang Hao's mind was as calm as a mirror, without a single ripple. The spiritual energy around him seemed to be infinitely magnified under his perception.

  Vital energy, cold air.

  As if in his spiritual awakening, as if two mediums, quietly entered his body.

  The five internal organs and six hollow organs make a rumbling sound, the heart beats like a war drum, with the fullness of the spiritual energy inside the body, the whole body is filled with a powerful force.

  My entire body feels like it's going to explode with a powerful force, ever since I entered the Valley of Emptiness period, the spiritual energy within me can merge into my blood vessels, this phenomenon has never occurred before.

  At this moment, only the orifices inside his body quietly opened up.

  One by one, golden small whirlpools appear in the body, more and more golden small whirlpools emerge, all 108 apertures in the body have a golden small whirlpool.

  It's as if countless tiny cones have pierced through the inside of the body.

  Severe pain is transmitted from inside the body, this cyclone is more intense than the last one, the last one was from outside to inside, and this cyclone is from inside to outside.

  The meridians in his body were like a group of twisted emerald green snakes, quickly crawling all over Zhang Hao's entire body.

  The twisted abnormality of the meridians on both sides of Tianmen acupoint on the top of the head is terrible.

  Xiao suddenly floated beside Zhang Hao, this time his expression was exceptionally calm, without any hint of joy or sorrow, his right index finger slightly bent.

  A faint flame rose quietly, with a thread of emerald green vitality at its center.

  With a flick of his finger, a thin green flame fell from Zhang Hao's head and sank into his body.

  This strand of cyan wood fire is a combination of the mixed yuan five elements flag and the hollow willow branch, which complement each other. Occasionally, it changes and becomes this flame, which cannot exist for too long, but can be used to temper the soul and hone one's will.

  Flames entered his body, and a green wooden energy overflowed throughout Zhang Hao's entire body. The Hollow Willow Branch was a spiritual wood evolved from the World Tree of the ancient era, naturally not an ordinary product.

  The golden whirlwind did not stop spinning, but instead became more urgent.

  This pain cannot be expressed in words.

  It's like a small knife slowly cutting into one's eyeball, extremely sensitive and painfully sharp.

  These golden whirlpools are constantly changing color, sometimes green, sometimes milky white, and sometimes golden.

  Zhang Hao endured with all his might, and in the clear bottom of his heart, he sighed: "The Qing Dynasty's ten great tortures are not as painful as this, right?"

  Just as he was about to lose his composure, the air conditioner emitted a rustling sound of paper being torn, and an extremely relaxing sense of drowsiness swept over him.

  The vital energy in the body is empty and hollow.

  Physical strength also quietly disappeared.

  No spiritual power, no physical strength.

  The Realm of Nirvana.

  Zhang Hao let out a bitter laugh, and a faint, miserable smile appeared at the corner of his cracked mouth.

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