Chapter 1715 Awareness of Death

Xiao Yun entered the Underworld.

The Yellow Spring Avenue overturned, and Daowen wanted to wrap him up.

The breath of death is dreadful, even if you become a demigod, you can't resist this profound meaning of the underworld.

It was also Xiao Yun who comprehended the Dao of Hunyuan, otherwise he would have been eroded by this profound truth.

That day and the earth are still operating, and the passage of the underworld is evolving to send Xiao Yun into a world.

During this period, the Yellow Spring Dao Rune continued to erode, trying to strip him of his vitality.

It is only through Xiao Yun's operation of the Hunyuan Heaven and Earth, and the circulation of the profound meaning of life, that he will reach the aura of death.

Even so, his imposing manner also dropped sharply, his temples turned white, like an old man.

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In addition, Lingxi entered this world.

Her long hair also began to turn gray, and her face was getting old.

Between her eyebrows, there was a divine pattern squirming, releasing divine power, reaching the aura of the underworld.

At the same time, she also evolved into heaven and earth, and she was like a Dao competing with the Huangquan Dao.

After stepping into the quasi-divine realm, her understanding of the Dao is also extraordinary.

Furthermore, Lingxi awakened the life pattern, not only has a little understanding of the memory of the previous life, but also gradually learned some of the mysteries of the divine way.

In this way, although she did not become a god, she already knew the profound meaning of the divine way.

This is the thing that goes against the sky for those with the fate pattern.

Her understanding of the profound meaning of the Shinto surpassed that of the Son of God, and she was already comparable to a god.

In this way, it resisted the spirit of the underworld.

Then, she flickered and appeared in a strange world.

This is a dark world.

There is a dense forest here, there is no vitality, and there is only the air of death.

At the same time, Ling Xi couldn't feel Xiao Yun's pure presence.

And Xiao Yun also came to a similar world.

He didn't sense Ling Xi either.

"Is this the world of the underworld, or the place of death?" Xiao Yun felt all directions.

But at this time, the death energy around him was lingering, constantly eroding.

This breath erodes him all the time.

Although Xiao Yun has comprehended Hunyuan Heaven and Earth, his manpower is limited.

Under that kind of defusing resistance, his true energy was continuously consumed.

In the long run, he will not be able to sustain it.

But Xiao Yun's state of mind is very calm.

Today, his Dao heart is firm, and it is no longer easy for him to be shaken by the predicament.

The front is endless, the ground is cracked, and gullies are everywhere. There are no people, nor resplendent palaces, but only long dark rivers.

From time to time, a dark wind would blow over Xiao Yun, with the breath of death in it, trying to strip Xiao Yun of his vitality.

After entering here, Xiao Yun felt that his mind was oppressed, and the power of Hunyuan Heaven and Earth began to weaken.

That feeling is like entering someone else's world.

Here he has become a fish and can only be slaughtered.

"The Underworld!" Xiao Yun murmured, looking at the world in front of him, "What is the meaning of this world?"

It's dead here.

"Is it just to make people fall?"

The world is mysterious.

Since there is life, there is death.

This is like yin and yang opposing each other, yet intermingling and blending with each other.

Both are indispensable.

"Since that's the case, why should we be afraid of death?" Suddenly, Xiao Yun's heart moved.

He is no longer going to resist the dead energy of the underworld.

He simply withdrew Hunyuan Tiandi.

He just let the dead energy erode his vitality.

The dead energy was billowing, and it became active, frantically flocking towards Xiao Yun.

Under the wrapping of this dead energy, Xiao Yun could clearly feel the true energy in his body being consumed.

The true essence of a person represents a person's vitality.

The same is true, if a cultivator consumes too much real energy, he will often lose his life energy.

But at this moment Xiao Yun no longer cared about the loss of his true energy.

He felt his true essence being eroded by the Qi of the Underworld.

When the Qi of the Underworld eroded and his true essence was depleted, Xiao Yun clearly felt that the cells, muscles, bones, and meridians in his body were slowly degenerating.

His hair began to wither and turn yellow, and his already black long hair also turned white.

Wrinkles began to appear on the face.

Xiao Yun has already begun to age.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death..." Xiao Yun felt all this silently.

At this moment, he no longer cares about the erosion of death energy.

He is now feeling the process from birth to death.

The world was silent, and under the atmosphere of the underworld, Xiao Yun was so old that he was almost exhausted.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on a black stone.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling life and death.

The Qi of the Underworld is constantly eroding.

Invaded his mind, stripping off the vitality of his Nascent Soul.

Xiao Yun's Nascent Soul is already very powerful, as long as it derives divine power, it becomes a Nascent Soul.

In this way, he can be regarded as stepping into the quasi-god realm.

But under the erosion of the Qi of the Underworld, Xiao Yun's Nascent Soul also became listless.

The life Wuhun also had dim lines of light, and its branches and leaves withered.

Because Xiao Yun didn't resist at all.

In the case of not resisting, even if the life spirit is full of vitality, it can only be eroded.

In this way, Xiao Yun is really about to perish.

It's just that Xiao Yun didn't care about it at all.

He just allowed his true energy to be exhausted and his soul power to be eroded.

Xiao Yun has comprehended the profound meaning of life and has been reborn from Nirvana.

However, he did not control the profound meaning of death.

At this moment, Xiao Yun seemed to have caught something, he felt that he had to understand this 'death' well.

So he didn't mean to stop the Qi of the Underworld.

In this way, Xiao Yun's Nascent Soul power weakened, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

A breath of death lingered in his heart.

First, he felt powerless.

That kind of powerlessness is not only the control of the body, but also the perception of the soul.

He felt that his six consciousnesses were dissipating and he couldn't control himself anymore.

In addition, his eyelids drooped, as if he was really going to die.

Suddenly, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes were dark.

At the same time, the tree of life in his consciousness withered, and the original lines of the martial spirits of all races dimmed.

In addition, his Nascent Soul also withered.

Then the Nascent Soul turned into runes and collapsed.

In this way, his vitality was completely wiped out.

When the vitality is gone, the soul collapses and floats away.

In the haze, Xiao Yun still had meaning.

people……

Even in life and death, there will still be residual consciousness.

It's just that this kind of consciousness will decide how long to stay with the strength of people's will.

The stronger the cultivator, the less easily his will will be dissipated.

The same is true, many ancient ruins still have the will of the strong after thousands of years.

Xiao Yun's consciousness dispersed, and he could still perceive this hazy world.

As long as he is willing, that will can last for thousands of years.

"Since it's about life and death, it's time to completely lose consciousness." However, Xiao Yun's consciousness didn't linger any longer.

He let the consciousness go.

Because he wants to understand the real death!

The moment his consciousness dissipated, Xiao Yun vaguely felt a vortex evolve from the world.

A reincarnation channel seems to appear.

Here, there is no ghost gate.

What appeared before his eyes was a huge vortex.

That vortex seems to be connected to the gate of reincarnation.

"After falling, is there reincarnation?" Xiao Yun muttered to himself in a vague consciousness.

Then his remnant soul was pulled by a cyclone, and all of them were sucked into that vortex.