Chapter 1,483 On the Road to Transcendence!

The path to transcendence has been the most important to the Cangmang Sect since its founding. It can even be called the testing ground for the sect’s heritage.

It is even inappropriate to call it a place of trial. Although it belongs to the Cangmang Sect, on this path of transcendence, even the supreme leader of the Cangmang Sect cannot control the life and death of his disciples.

Everything depends on oneself, everything depends on chance, everything depends on creation.

Throughout the ages, countless disciples of the Cangmang Sect have embarked on this path, but no one has been able to reach the extreme. Most of them chose to return on the way.

But even so, there are still many disciples who died here on this path of transcendence.

The path to transcendence is not actually a path.

This place is an extremely special area. Even what we see and experience here is difficult to tell to outsiders. There seems to be a legal restriction that does not allow the things here to be exposed.

The moment he stepped into the crack in the sky and entered the path of transcendence, Meng Hao saw a light.

A... bronze lamp.

It is almost identical to the bronze lamp inside his body...

It's just that this bronze lamp is so big that it's indescribable. It even surpasses the vast stars and occupies the starry sky world. After seeing it, people's hearts can't help but roar.

The path to transcendence is... this bronze lamp.

It is burning, divided into outer flame, inner flame, and flame core... It seems to form three different worlds, and the light covers all directions, reflecting this special space area.

This place is too big, and this bronze lamp is also too big. In addition to the firelight, the body of the bronze lamp is also an astonishing world to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was silent as he stared at this amazing bronze lamp, which was his first thought. It is a bronze lamp inside the body of the deity.

Then, Meng Hao looked at the huge bronze lamp in front of him. He thought of the World Butterfly in the Demon Realm, and of the Nine Mountains and Nine Seas transformed into one world, the Treasure Mountain and Sea Realm.

These are all things that can accommodate all living beings, and the bronze lamp in front of me... also belongs to this category of treasures.

"It turns out. This is the road to transcendence... To put it vaguely, it is divided into two parts, one part is the lamp body, and the other part is the light."

"And the light... is divided into three parts, the outer flame, the inner flame, and the heart of the flame..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, determination revealed in his eyes, and his body swayed forward. It turned into a long rainbow and went straight to the bronze lamp.

As he got closer, the bronze lights in his eyes grew bigger and bigger. Time passed. Even Meng Hao didn't expect that he would actually fly for seven months. During these seven months. He was at full speed every moment, but even so. I still haven’t stepped onto the bronze lamp.

From this position, he could no longer see the lights. What he saw was a bronze world.

Meng Hao looked solemn as he flew again, three months later. The bronze world in front of him continued to expand. Gradually, he saw the earth, buildings, and countless mountains. I even saw Jiang Hai.

Until this moment, there seemed to be a barrier in front of him. When he touched it, it penetrated directly and entered... the world of the bronze lamp body.

Suddenly, almost as soon as he stepped in, Meng Hao immediately felt an indescribable pressure, as if there were countless mountains pressing down on him instantly, and it seemed as if there was an invisible big hand pressing down on him in an instant. There was a bang above his head, and Meng Hao's body was violently pushed down from mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, he was blasted to the ground.

The ground shook violently, and Meng Hao fell to the ground. The veins on his forehead bulged, a low roar came from his mouth, and his body trembled violently. It took him three sticks of incense to slowly get out of here. He slowly squatted down on the ground.

Just by squatting, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his body was shaking, and the bones in his body seemed to be broken. His eyes were already bloodshot.

The pressure in this place was beyond Meng Hao's imagination. It was the most terrifying place he had ever encountered in his life. It suppressed his body and made it extremely difficult for him to stand up. His cultivation was also under this pressure. Press down, every time it runs in the body,

It seemed like the meridians were about to break.

Meng Hao's body was shaking more and more, but his eyes showed persistence and madness. He gritted his teeth tightly. Under the pressure, his body slowly stood up from the squatting state, using two pillars to stand up. At that moment, when he stood up straight, a shocking roar came from his body.

As the roar reverberated, one of his seven remaining soul lamps suddenly went out in an instant.

As it went out, and as the soul lamp sent out new vitality, Meng Hao breathed rapidly and could barely support his body to stay standing.

His eyes were even redder, but there was excitement spreading in his heart.

"Is this the path to transcendence... Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into it, one of the seven remaining soul lamps that were difficult to extinguish was extinguished." Meng Hao looked around. The place was desolate. It seemed that there was no one else except himself. .

But Meng Hao understood that he could not be the only one here. There were other monks from the Cangmang Sect who had entered this place before him and had existed for who knows how many years.

Meng Hao took a deep breath, raised his right foot with difficulty, and walked forward step by step like a mortal. The road was very long. Meng Hao realized this when he approached the bronze lamp.

Especially in today's state, it is almost impossible to walk through the bronze lamp body and enter the second part of this transcendent path.

But Meng Hao didn't give up. He was breathing heavily, gritting his teeth, and walked alone in this desolation...

This year, several major events happened for the Cangmang Sect.

He once created an unprecedented legend in the Cangmang Sect, and opened the Cangmang Terrace of the nine major sects with the tenth-layer Fang Mu, and stepped into the path of transcendence with the ancient realm cultivation.

With his departure, the geniuses of the nine major sects of the Cangmang Sect seemed to be relieved. In the era of Fang Mu, they felt as depressed as the sky above their heads.

But this relaxation is only temporary. No one can say for sure whether Fang Mu's path of transcendence will soar into the sky or disappear from the sky.

In the same year, the headmaster and others who entered the Hades Palace returned. They stayed in the Hades Palace for decades this time. Unfortunately, they still did not step into the ninth-layer continent, but stopped at the seventh-layer continent and could not open the passage to the eighth-layer continent.

When they went, the group of people not only lost a few people when they came back, but each of them was seriously injured, especially Bai Wuchen, who was on the verge of death.

Despite this, each of these returnees had obviously improved their cultivation, and even exuded a faint aura of transcendence, which shocked the entire Cangmang Sect.

It was also in this year that the Chifeng Patriarch finally achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation, condensed his own ninth origin, and became the eighth supreme being.

Outside the Cangmang Sect, in the endless starry sky, Meng Hao's original body was whistling out from the second bronze mirror fragment. His face was slightly pale, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. Behind him, there was an endless field of white ants, roaring and roaring. Wherever they passed, whether it was the vastness or the ruins, they were all bitten and devoured in an instant, like a gust of wind.

Even Meng Hao's original body, at this moment, not only his entire right arm turned into armor, but even the black armor spread to his shoulders and chest, making his combat power so strong that he could kill the peak of the Nine Sources, but he still fled in a panic.

Because the number of white ants behind him was indescribable, and... every ant actually exuded a fierce aura of varying strengths. The weak ones were in the fairyland, and the strong ones... had reached the Nine Sources.

There were too many of them, and they were endless...

Fortunately, Meng Hao had obviously made preparations before entering this area. He rushed to a formation that had been set up before. The light of transmission flashed, and with a roar, his figure disappeared in an instant. Almost at the moment of his disappearance, the white ants swarmed in and directly submerged the transmission formation.

Even the transmission light seemed to be food in the eyes of these white ants. When the sound of snapping echoed, in the blink of an eye, the formation was swallowed by them, and the light was also swallowed.

But because Meng Hao himself was not found, these endless white ants made bursts of roars and buzzing, and the sound spread throughout the starry sky, making people feel trembling after hearing it.

After a long time, the group of white ants retreated unwillingly and returned to their home, which was a desolate land full of holes.

In another part of the vast starry sky, the light shone, and Meng Hao staggered out. When a mouthful of blood spurted out, he closed his eyes and operated his cultivation. It was as if there was a thunder drum roaring in his body. Gradually, many lumps appeared on his skin. When they moved, they broke one by one. White ants crawled out one by one, screamed, and then collapsed and shattered one by one.

Until hundreds of white ants appeared and all shattered, Meng Hao's body had become blood-red. When his eyes slowly opened and revealed a glimmer of brilliance, his body recovered visibly and quickly returned to normal.

"That ant colony that existed in who knows what era, the number is unimaginable..." Meng Hao's eyes shrank slightly, and when he lowered his head, the black armor on his right arm spread out and turned into four lenses.

The fourth lens was taken out from the queen ant in the other ant colony in the nest of the white ants.

"There are four lenses, half of them are done... Next, the fifth one."

"The clone has already stepped into the path of transcendence... I didn't expect that this path of transcendence would be so difficult... According to my guess, the condensation of the ninth forbidden may not be completed in a lifetime."

"And I want to collect all the lenses. Now there are only two lenses, which has cost me decades of time. The remaining four lenses... conservatively estimated to be at least a hundred years." Meng Hao's original body was in deep thought, with a tired look on his face. He looked around, sat cross-legged, breathed for a while, and when he stood up, his body shook, and rushed towards the place where the fifth lens was -

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