sinovels Chapter 1108 River Bottom
Chapter 1108 River Bottom
Chapter 1108 River Bottom
Cui Yu looked at the other party who could actually make his words come true, suppressing the laws of heaven and earth with a single word, and even commanding chaos. He couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What a wonderful magical power!"
"You haven't seen any more mysterious methods yet!" The vast energy in King Zhou Wen's body surged. After hearing Cui Yu's words, his eyes showed a hint of coldness. Since Cui Yu was unwilling to reconcile with him, there was no need for him to continue to compromise. King Zhou Wen directly mobilized the power of fate, which turned into chains and wrapped around Cui Yu:
"The shackles of fate!"
King Wen of Zhou evolved the shackles of fate in an attempt to suppress Cui Yu, but Cui Yu was not a simple person either. Looking at the laws of fate that were suppressing him, his whole body felt like a dream, as if he was in a dream world. When the chains were a hundred feet close to Cui Yu, they turned into dream-like bubbles. Cui Yu just waved his hand lightly and the chains were broken into pieces.
"This is the method of the Guiding Saint! How did you master the Guiding Saint's innate magical power? Are you the reincarnation of the Guiding Saint?" King Wen of Zhou exclaimed after seeing Cui Yu's methods. He had already recognized the origin of Cui Yu's methods.
Every saint in this world has his own unique method, which cannot be imitated. It is the summary of the saint's past achievements after he has attained the Tao of Hunyuan. The magical power of the guiding saint is dreams, which is a powerful force unique to the guiding saint.
The Jie Yin Saint is known as the most mysterious of all saints, because the way in which the Jie Yin Saint achieved enlightenment is beyond all understanding. In a single thought, he created the world and fell into the cycle of reincarnation. This kind of magical power is simply a cheat code.
If the Three Pure Ones became saints with the help of Pangu and Yu Ze'er, then the Saint Jie Yin relied on his own efforts to temper his true spirit again and again in the dream world, and finally made his true spirit merge with the Tao and entered the realm of a saint.
The Three Pure Ones are the sons of destiny in the novel, and the Guide Saint is an ascetic monk who truly relies on his own efforts to reach the supreme realm step by step.
"Your magical power is only this much. If this is all you have, I'm afraid you will have to stay here today." Cui Yu looked at King Wen of Zhou quietly. The power of the saint in his body surged and slowly poured into the Sword of Immortal Execution. Then the next moment, the Sword of Immortal Execution burst out with terrifying murderous intent and slashed towards King Wen of Zhou: "It is rude not to reciprocate. Fellow Daoist, let's see what I can do!"
Facing Cui Yu's sword, King Wen of Zhou did not dare to underestimate it and quickly mobilized the source of fate: "Decay!"
As King Wen of Zhou finished speaking, a terrifying yellow light burst out from his body. Wherever the light passed, the chaotic air seemed to be tainted with the smell of decay. The chaotic air seemed to age and begin to decay, as if it was going from rebirth to death.
The yellow light rushed over, and Cui Yu seemed to have turned into a dream bubble in that instant, as if he was in another dimension. He let the light pass through his body, and the two sides did not interfere with each other at all. Cui Yu was in front of King Wen of Zhou in an instant, and he thrust the Zhuxian Sword in his hand forward. The sword pierced into King Wen's body, and in an instant, King Wen's body was like a sieve, and countless Zhuxian sword qi burst out from his body.
"Brother Dao, why are you doing this? You and I have both attained the Dao of Sainthood, and it is difficult to kill us with ordinary means. You can't kill me and I can't kill you, so why don't we just make peace? The cause and effect between you and me, why don't we just let it go?" King Zhou Wen looked at Cui Yu with a smile, not caring about his own injuries. The next moment, countless threads of destiny were entangled in King Zhou Wen's body, and those countless threads actually entangled the Zhuxian Sword, and then attacked Cui Yu's palm.
Cui Yu looked at the thread of fate and wanted to pull out the Zhuxian Sword, but he failed to pull it out. Seeing that the thread was about to touch his fingers, Cui Yu had to let go quickly, and then looked at the strange thread with a pair of eyes full of caution: "What the hell is that?"
"This is the law of fate!" King Wen of Zhou's body, which was as broken as a torn sack, was repairing itself rapidly. Soon the whole body was repaired. Then the next moment, King Wen's body twisted and turned into a turbulent river, cutting through the chaotic void and rushing towards Cui Yu.
"What the hell is that?" Cui Yu looked at the countless silk threads rolling in the river, a hint of caution in his eyes.
"That is the fate of all living beings. It can also be called a branch of the long river of fate. He uses the long river of fate to entangle you and wants to pull you into it. You must be careful and never be careless." Chi You's voice sounded in Cui Yu's ears.
Looking at the long river of destiny, Cui Yu felt greedy in his heart. It had been a long time since he had developed any new magical powers, and the golden finger had not provided him with any new magical powers for a long time.
He really wanted to try out the magical power that was related to fate.
“Don’t mess around! This river water is not simple. It is connected to the long river of destiny of the universe. Even if you temporarily possess the power of a saint, you are not a saint after all. There will be a time when the divine power in your body is exhausted. At that time, you will sink into it forever. Don’t drag me to be buried with you!” Chi You was a little panicked, his eyes were full of horror. He could vaguely sense some of Cui Yu’s thoughts through his mind.
"I have the incarnation of Heaven to protect me. If I don't dare to take such a small risk, what can I achieve in the future?" Cui Yu said with a smile.
Indeed, he now controls the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. What magical power in the world can harm him?
Unless it was the Heavenly Dao who took action himself! But the Heavenly Dao had no carrier, so it could not descend at all, and it could not do anything to Cui Yu.
It has to be said that Cui Yu was a little inflated at this time. Facing the long river of fate in the universe, he did not dodge or evade and let the long river of fate sweep over and drag himself into it.
The waves were surging and in just a moment Cui Yu fell into the long river of fate. As far as he could see, there was only an endless and turbulent river.
“Every drop of water represents the fate of a living being. From ancient times to the present, from the creation of the world to the present, countless powerful people have sunk into it and become part of the long river of destiny.” Cui Yu looked towards the long river of destiny. At this moment, the power of the saint was flowing around him, and his figure was hazy and surrounded by the chaotic air.
Looking at the countless waves, Cui Yu was a little dazed for a moment, and a poem from the past emerged in his mind: The river flows east, the waves wash away all, the waves wash away all the heroes, the right and wrong, success and failure are all in vain, the sunset is red several times.
No matter how great a hero you are, in the end you are just a small wave in the long river of fate. Countless gods and demons are buried here and are not remembered by the world.
"This is the long river of destiny! You are so reckless that you actually dragged your family into it. The long river of destiny represents the power of the universe. How can you shake it? Even if a true Hunyuan saint falls into the long river of destiny, it will be very troublesome. Why don't you leave quickly? Do you still have time to sigh here?" Chi You was hiding in Cui Yu's spirit at this time. Looking at Cui Yu's performance, he had only one thought in his mind: 'This kid is crazy.'
Cui Yu ignored Chi You and looked towards the turbulent river of fate. No matter how turbulent the river of fate was, his original body stood there unmoved.
"The magic power consumed in the long river of destiny is simply terrifying!" Cui Yu felt the magic power constantly consumed in his body. Every minute and every second was an astronomical figure. Even if he had the magic power of a calamity, he could not last for two days.
Well, two days were enough time for him to wander in the long river of time.
He now has the magical power of one kalpa. One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years is a Huiyuan, and a world of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred Huiyuans is one kalpa.
He mobilized the fate of the Tongtian Saint, and consumed one Huiyuan of mana for each breath. One calamity of mana was enough for him to consume 129,600 breaths, which was roughly equivalent to 2,160 minutes, or 36 hours.
During the thirty-six hours, Cui Yu could still make up for it through the corpse of the Golden Crow in the Chaos Bell, so there was still hope of making up for two days.
Two days was enough for him!
"I wonder what magical powers the invasion of the power of destiny will give me." Cui Yu looked at the turbulent river of destiny. He was like a rock, firmly nailed in the river. No matter how hard the turbulent river rushed at him, it could not do anything to Cui Yu.
If a sage of the universe cannot even control the long river of fate, what kind of sage is he? How can he claim to have jumped out of the world?
“Introduce the power of destiny into my body, and then use the golden finger to produce a reaction. However, I am now a Hunyuan Sage who is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks. There is naturally a layer of mysterious power protecting my body. The power of destiny can no longer invade my body.” Cui Yu stood on the river, looking towards the water with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He is now protected by the power of Hunyuan, and the power from the outside world cannot do anything to him. Even if the power of destiny invades his body, it cannot do anything to him.
Cui Yu was a little embarrassed at this time: "Do you want me to lose my position as a Hunyuan Sage? But with my current level of Taoism, I can't resist the impact of the long river of fate. Even before I can react, I have been wiped out by the long river of fate. As for Gonggong's true body, it can't resist the scouring of the long river of fate, and can't resist the washing of the long river of fate."
Cui Yu had thousands of thoughts flashing through his mind, and finally he looked towards the bottom of the river of destiny: "Perhaps the power of destiny at the bottom of the river will be even stronger, and it will be able to break through the protection of my Hunyuan Sage Power, so that my golden finger can take advantage of the opportunity to play a role."
Countless thoughts flashed through Cui Yu's mind, and the next moment he sank directly into the long river of fate. No matter whether it would succeed or not, he had to give it a try and not return empty-handed.
(End of this chapter)