Three forces attack and restrain each other in his body. A slight change on either side will immediately trigger a crazy counterattack from the other two parties.
"Uh-huh..."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and roared like a beast in his throat. Big beads of sweat evaporated instantly due to the high temperature as soon as they seeped out of the pores. His consciousness was on the verge of collapse under the repeated impact of the three forces.
"Hey! Crazy Ye! Hold on!"
Xiao Wuhen on the side was frightened.
He has never seen such a horrific scene of healing. This is not healing, it is clearly committing suicide!
He could clearly feel that the aura on Ye Feng's body was fluctuating crazily in an extremely unstable state. Sometimes it's as cold as Jiuyou, sometimes it's as decaying as an eternal corpse, and sometimes it's as hot as the true fire of the sun.
Any one of these three breaths would make him feel palpitations.
He couldn't imagine how a person could withstand these three forces fighting in his body at the same time.
Xiao Wuhen nervously held the mountain and river fan, while watching the movement outside the cave, he stared at Ye Feng. He knew that there was nothing he could do now. The only thing he could do was to believe in this guy who could always create miracles and block all possible external interference for him.
"Boom! Roar——!"
The battle outside the cave became increasingly fierce.
The earth trembled and gravel fell. Obviously, the existence of those five Mahayana periods has created real fire.
But Xiao Wuhen did not dare to be distracted at all.
Because he knows that the real danger may not come from those five big guys who are fighting to the death, but from... people.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an undetectable ripple on the edge of the formation he had set up.
Someone!
Xiao Wuhen’s pupils suddenly shrank!
He didn't say anything, and he didn't even change his breathing. He just held the hand of Shanhe Fan a little tighter.
Outside the cave, behind a hidden rock.
The charming woman from the Heavenly Demon Sect was staring at the hole covered by vines with a spiteful look on her face.
She is much more embarrassed than the sinister old man.
In the horrific inner alchemy explosion just now, she relied on a protective magical treasure and luckily escaped death, but she was also seriously injured. One arm was blown off at shoulder level, her whole body was charred, and her breath was extremely depressed.
The handsome senior brother Yin Jiuyou was not as lucky as she was, and was blown to pieces on the spot.
She held on for a breath and did not choose to escape. Instead, she quietly lurked back with the help of magic secrets.
She did not dare to provoke Jiuyou Minghu and her uncle, so she focused all her hatred on Ye Feng.
"You little beast... it's all you! If it weren't for you, my senior brother wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have become like this!" Her eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, "I want you to die! I will make you my blood slave and torture you forever!"
She noticed the formation at the entrance of the cave, and also noticed the extremely chaotic atmosphere inside.
She knew that the boy was refining the spiritual grass, and he was at the most critical and weakest moment!
This is her only chance!
She quietly took out a thin needle about an inch long and as black as ink from the storage bag.
"Soul Eating Needle".
One of the most vicious assassination weapons of the Tianmo Sect, it ignores the physical defense and only damages the soul. Once the needle is injected, the soul will be like being bitten by thousands of ants, slowly melting away in endless pain.
She carefully injected her remaining demonic energy into the soul-eating needle.
She has to wait.
Waiting for the best time.
Wait until the moment when that little beast’s soul defense is at its weakest, and kill him with one strike!
Inside the cave.
Ye Feng’s consciousness has become blurred.
He felt like he had fallen into an endless purgatory made of ice, fire, and decay.
The soul is being torn apart and the body is being destroyed.
If this continues, within ten breaths, his soul will collapse, his body will disintegrate, and he will be completely dead.
No...can't die!
When you die, there is nothing!
The next time you die, you won’t be so lucky to get the "Nine Sun Resurrection Grass"!
On the verge of collapse, a strong desire to survive made Ye Feng's soul tremble suddenly and regain a trace of clarity.
What to do?
Conventional guidance is no longer possible. These three forces are like three lunatics, none of them obeys the other.
Forcibly suppressed? It’s even more a fantasy.
Since it cannot be suppressed and cannot be guided...
Then why not... let you fight until you have enough!
A crazy idea suddenly arose in Ye Feng's mind.
"The Secret of Returning All Things to Origin"!
This technique can swallow and refine the energy of all things for your own use.
Before, he only used it to absorb the energy of killed monsters and monsters.
But the general outline of the practice once said: Everything has its origin, and all things end up in one.
In this case, whether it is the "laws of heaven", the "immortal corpse energy", or the "power of pure Yang", tracing back to the source, aren't they all a type of "energy"?
Since it is all energy, why can’t it be practiced? Why can't you swallow it?
Gamble!
Ye Feng was heartbroken and made a decision that even he himself thought was crazy.
He did not retreat but advanced, and actually took the initiative to activate the "Jue of Returning All Things to the Origin", completely turning his body into a melting pot and a battlefield!
"Come on! Let me come in!"
He let go of all control over his body. Deep in his soul, the method of "The Art of Returning All Things to the Origin" was running crazily at an unprecedented speed.
Boom!
This move is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
The three out-of-control forces seemed to have found an outlet, and they rushed towards his Dantian Qi sea even more crazily!
If it was a melee between the Three Kingdoms before, then now, it is three armies launching a general attack on a city at the same time!
Ye Feng's dantian reached the edge of collapse in an instant.
However, just when these three forces were about to completely explode his Dantian, the mysterious technique of "The Art of Returning All Things to the Origin" finally showed its true domineering power.
A black vortex composed of countless runes quietly emerged from the core of his Dantian.
As soon as this vortex appeared, it created an irresistible gravity that swallowed everything!
Whether it is the violent power of pure Yang, the cold power of rules, or the evil immortal corpse energy, the moment it comes into contact with this vortex, it is like all rivers returning to the sea, being wildly pulled, torn, and decomposed, and then turned into the most original energy and swallowed by the vortex!
Ye Feng only felt that an unprecedented, pure and unimaginable energy, after being transformed by the vortex, fed back to his limbs and bones, and his soul and consciousness sea!
The meridians that were originally on the verge of being broken, nourished by this new energy, began to be repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became stronger and wider!
The dry sea of consciousness was refilled, and that pure energy was still refining his soul, causing the power of his soul to increase steadily!
What's more important is that the bottleneck of his cultivation, the natural chasm from the late stage of Transformation to the early stage of Mahayana, was washed away by this unreasonable torrent of energy without even a trace of ripples, and was washed away with a "boom"!
The pinnacle of divine transformation!
Early Mahayana!
The peak of the early Mahayana period!
The middle stage of Mahayana!
My cultivation level is soaring like a rocket!
On the system panel, although the numbers of the Qiankun points have not changed, the realm bar representing the cultivation level is rushing upward at an exaggerated speed!
Cool!
Unprecedented comfort!
It is the ultimate pleasure of breaking and then standing, dying and living again!
However, just as Ye Feng was immersed in the pleasure of soaring cultivation, the charming woman outside the cave seized the opportunity!
Now!
She could feel that the chaotic atmosphere in the cave was quickly becoming unified. This is a sign of successful refining!
At this moment of alternation between old and new forces, the target's defense is undoubtedly the lowest!
"Death!"
A trace of ferocity flashed in her eyes, and the "Soul Eating Needle" in her hand turned into a black light invisible to the naked eye. It silently penetrated the formation set up by Xiao Wuhen and shot towards Ye Feng's back and heart in the cave!
"Ding!"
A very slight, but extremely clear sound suddenly sounded in the silent cave.
The "soul-eating needle", which was enough to severely damage the souls of Mahayana monks, was only three inches away from Ye Feng's back and was steadily blocked by a light screen flashing with cyan runes that appeared out of thin air.
Above the light curtain, a simple character "小" is looming.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, bed bug."
Xiao Wuhen's cold voice sounded like the whisper of death in the charming woman's ears.
The woman was so frightened that she turned around and ran away without thinking.
But it was too late.
"Shanhe, town!"
The Shanhe fan in Xiao Wuhen's hand suddenly pressed forward.
Buzz!
The shadow of a towering green mountain appeared out of thin air and struck the charming woman with great force.
"No——!"
The woman let out a desperate scream, and the protective magic weapon shattered instantly. Her already severely injured body was unable to hold on even for a breath under this huge force, and was crushed into a puddle of flesh with a "bang".
The soul is destroyed.