Chapter 1023: End of Water

"What should I do? What should I do?" Huan Yin's thoughts were turning rapidly in his mind. However, he, who had always been resourceful and experienced, could not think of any solution in this place where there seemed to be nothing but crisis. What greeted Huan Yin was only one Dharma body after another blocking his way. Although he was lucky enough to bypass them again and again, they all joined the torrent of chasing him.

If this continued, Huan Yin would really be finished. Fortunately, Huan Yin had always been a determined person. He would never give up easily. As long as his spiritual power was not exhausted, even if there was only a trace left, he would never stop and let the Dharma bodies chasing him from behind besiege him.

In this way, Huan Yin flew forward for more than an hour. During this more than an hour, he himself could not remember how many times he had encountered dangers blocking his way, and naturally he could not remember how many more pursuers were behind him now. He only knew that whenever he looked back, he could only see despair.

"No, I'm almost done." Huan Yin's eyes were red, and many parts of his body were stained with blood. Even though he was still moving fast, he couldn't hide the endless fatigue and pain hidden under his body. The torrent of pursuit behind him was too huge, and the high pressure it exuded made Huan Yin shaky.

However, just when Huan Yin's hope was about to be completely extinguished, Huan Yin looked forward and saw a faint blue in his eyes.

Huan Yin thought he was dazzled, but when he looked again, he found that it was really blue, not the green or gray that he was almost nauseous.

"What is that?" Huan Yin was a little excited in his heart, and hope rose a little. His consciousness rushed forward and soon found out the situation completely.

That blue is the sea, the endless sea!

Huan Yin's hope burned even more intensely. Although he didn't know why there was an ocean in this world, now if there was any uncertainty, it would be better for him than escaping aimlessly on the grassland.

Without hesitation, Huan Yin flew towards the ocean, and even because of the renewed hope in his heart, his speed actually increased a little.

"This world is so big that it is unbelievable. Donghuang Yu'er's ancestor was able to create a world of this scale by himself. It is hard to imagine what level his cultivation has reached. But since this world was created by people, the existence of the ocean must have its meaning!" Thinking of this, Huan Yin had completely left the green below and came to the blue world.

Although the sky above was still gray and full of strange runes, the blue below was particularly bright, which made Huan Yin feel a little better.

Huan Yin knew that perhaps there were dangers in this ocean. But he was not afraid. He had experienced the worst situation on the grassland. How bad could this ocean world be?

The Dharmakaya behind him was still chasing him, but with Huanyin flying at a high speed, the distance between them remained constant, and Huanyin was not in danger of death for a while. As Huanyin flew over the ocean for half an hour, dragging the terrifying Dharmakaya torrent, he gradually realized that his previous guess seemed to be wrong.

After flying for half an hour, if he was on the grassland, Huanyin would at least encounter seven or eight Dharmakayas blocking the way. And even if he was flying in the mountains, Huanyin might not encounter any blockers, but he would definitely see the existence of Dharmakayas. However, on this ocean, Huanyin has never encountered anything. Not to mention Dharmakayas, Huanyin has not even encountered some of the most basic crises. It seems that there is nothing on this ocean, allowing him to roam freely.

Although this situation still did not allow Huanyin to escape from the crisis, it was at least much better than on the grassland. Huanyin did not need to distract himself to face the Dharmakayas blocking the way again and again, he only needed to keep escaping. For him now, to be honest, this is a rare rest time.

In this way, Huan Yin continued to fly forward, and this time he flew for more than half a day. For more than half a day, the ocean world remained unchanged, without any crisis. This naturally made Huan Yin's situation much better than before, but as time went on, a more serious problem arose.

Although the grassland world before was dangerous, it obviously had its limits. But now, even if Huan Yin flew for more than half a day at such a terrifying speed, the ocean world seemed endless, and there was no way to know when the next stop would appear. And those Dharma bodies following behind Huan Yin seemed to have endless energy, and they kept chasing with expressionless faces. If this goes on, how can Huan Yin outlast them?

During this more than half a day, Huan Yin had taken out a lot of pills and eaten them. But he was too seriously injured before, and his roots were basically not solid. Now that he is constantly flying at a high speed, how can he replenish his spiritual power by eating some pills? On the contrary, no matter how he eats, with the continuous consumption, his injuries and fatigue begin to be intertwined with each other, showing signs of continuous deterioration.

In this way, five days passed quickly. During these five days, Huan Yin kept flying and taking pills. However, the speed of the Dharmakaya torrent behind him did not slow down at all, biting him tightly. The size of this ocean world had already made Huan Yin feel that it seemed even more terrifying. If this continued, Huan Yin would be exhausted to death.

Five more days passed, five more days passed, and five more days passed...

Huan Yin has been flying over the ocean. He can't remember how many five days he has flown. The torrent of Dharmakaya behind him is still there, and the world he is in makes him feel like he has returned to the endless sea of ​​flowers on the other shore...

At this moment, Huan Yin is already in a mess. The blood on his body has long been dried up, and not just the blood. During the whole flight, the sweat produced by fatigue has come out and dried up, and has been wrapped around his body layer by layer, making him slightly distorted.

With black eyes and extremely haggard spirit, Huan Yin now gives people the feeling of an old man in his twilight years. He seems to be able to fall down at any time and plunge into the deep sea below. If it weren't for his strong willpower that has been supporting him and making him hold on to his last breath, I'm afraid he would have been finished long ago.

Without thinking, Huan Yin didn't know why he was flying like this. It's just that before he entered this state, the last sentence he said to himself was to hold on, so he is still flying now.

However, the intense exhaustion eventually caused Huan Yin's speed to slowly slow down. He occasionally subconsciously opened his storage bag. He originally had an amazing supply of pills, but now he could no longer find a pill that could help him.

He was at the end of his rope and had nowhere else to go...

"Hehe..." At a certain moment, Huan Yin finally turned his head and looked at the terrifying torrent that was still chasing him from behind, with an extremely ugly smile on his face. There was madness, unwillingness, and bitterness in that smile...

"I can't fly anymore... I can't fly anymore!" Huan Yin opened his mouth, his throat seemed to have broken, and the sound he shouted was as unpleasant as sawing wood.

Then, Huan Yin really stopped, he really couldn't fly anymore. He faced the torrent that was chasing him, with a crazy smile on his face, closed his eyes, and waited for the last moment of his fate...

Death wouldn't be very painful, right? Huan Yin had experienced the punishment of the Avici Hell, what could be more painful than that? Perhaps, death will seem very easy, at least much easier than flying aimlessly in this weird world until exhaustion.

The next breath, perhaps it will be the end of Huanyin's life.

The next breath, the next breath, the next breath...

Many breaths have passed, but Huanyin still did not feel any pain. He felt that he must have died, but he was too tired before death, and he didn't even feel death.

Then, Huanyin tried to open his eyes, he felt that he should be able to see the familiar Yellow Spring Road. Huanyin planned to welcome his next reincarnation, maybe he could see Xue Buping...

"Huh?" After opening his eyes, the expression on Huanyin's face suddenly froze.

The sky was still the gray sky full of runes. The sea was still the endless blue. In front of Huanyin, countless Dharma bodies still formed a torrent, less than ten feet away from him. However, none of those Dharma bodies took another half step forward, they all stopped there, all looking at Huanyin. No matter how murderous they were, and how powerful they were, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of them, preventing them from crossing!

Huan Yin's mind was a little confused, and he thought he might have hallucinated. But when he kept shaking his head to confirm, and when he touched his alive and still warm body, he found that everything was real.

The Dharma bodies were frozen, and he survived!

Huan Yin felt incredible, and when he looked back, he saw a dark color.

This is a mountain, a dark giant mountain that is countless times larger than the mountains Huan Yin had seen before. The mountain is steep, and all the way up, you can see that on the top of the distant mountain, there is a faint black smoke rising and rushing towards the sky...