Chapter 2058 Xuansheng Palace

"Transcendence Pond, what a fitting name," Wang Hao also understood what these powers were going to do at this moment.

This was an unprecedented opportunity for him, but it was also full of dangers. Once the Nascent Soul collapsed, the mana would be completely out of control, and he would die without a burial place!

But in the face of such benefits, how could he give up?

Feeling the endless strange power pouring into his body, he gritted his teeth and tried to maintain the balance in his body to avoid collapse!

In the end, Wang Hao relied entirely on willpower to support himself. Fortunately, he had achieved great success in body training, and faced with the impact of the spiritual power that broke through the dam, his body had a certain degree of tolerance.

And the powerful Yuanshen could keep him awake all the time, and the vigorous consciousness accurately blocked every gap, forcibly pulling him back from the edge of exploding and dying again and again.

Destroy and then stand up, if you want to be extraordinary, you have to endure what ordinary people can't endure.

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At the moment when Wang Hao was suffering, in the depths of Jinghu Lake, Wang Wenyue was also facing a choice.

She entered a large maze, and after several twists and turns, she passed through many restrictions before she came to this luxurious palace in front of her.

However, the interior of the palace was in ruins, with no trace of treasures at all.

There was only one intact white jade statue, a statue of a woman, lifelike.

Wang Wenyue had not explored the secret many times, she preferred to fight directly, but many people in the Wang family had this experience, and she also understood it.

In a situation like now, there is a high probability that there is inheritance in the statue, but there are also dangers, such as the danger of possession.

Some great monks are unwilling to die, and often use secret methods to seal their own souls, which can sometimes be preserved for tens of thousands of years or even longer.

If the treasure hunter is not careful, he may be possessed.

A gamble may gain treasures and inheritance, but if the bet is lost, he will die. Wang Wenyue is not afraid of death, but he never wants to be possessed by others.

"Dare to come to my Xuansheng Palace to stir up trouble, aren't you afraid of the destruction of your soul?"

Suddenly, a sharp shout sounded in the hall.

Then there was a wild laugh, with a sarcastic tone: "Xuansheng Palace no longer exists. Saint, hand over the holy scroll wisely, maybe you can still have a chance to survive. You have occupied this treasure land for too long, it's time to give up the benefits!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of approving voices, mixed with some angry curses.

"Xuansheng Palace is doing evil, everyone can kill it!"

"This place was originally an ancient secret land, which should have been shared by us. You, Xuansheng Palace, have shamelessly occupied it for tens of thousands of years, and today you want to drive us away. We will never agree!"

"That's right, we should have given it up long ago. Don't say anything more to this little bitch, just kill it!"

As the noise sounded, Wang Wenyue only felt that her consciousness was blurred, and then the world was spinning.

When she regained consciousness, she was already in a chaotic battlefield, which was located in front of a cliff.

On one side were the Xuansheng Palace disciples in white, and on the other side were the messy coalition forces. They seemed to be fighting for something, and the fight was extremely tragic, and she was just a girl in the Jindan period.

There were corpses everywhere on the ground. The lowest cultivation level was only the Jindan period, and the highest was actually a Lianxu cultivator!

Rumble, the earth trembled, and aura suddenly appeared on the cliff, and the whole moved horizontally to both sides, transforming into a cave full of aura!

"Go in!" Wang Wenyue heard a majestic voice, and then a strong force came from behind, forcing her to rush into the light ball.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't control the girl's body, "Master!"

As the girl shouted, Wang Wenyue realized that she was not a little girl, but just observing here from the perspective of a little girl.

The person behind the girl was a powerful Lianxu cultivator, who looked young, but only about thirty years old. She struggled to resist the attacks around her and threw the girl into the light ball!

Other Lianxu monks seemed to want to stop it, and the spiritual light of various treasures hit the girl. The master's face changed drastically, and he urged the treasures to resist, and finally used his body to block these attacks for the little girl!

"Hahaha, a doll in the Jindan period, this is the new saint you chose? Xuansheng Palace will be defeated only today!"

There was a rampant laughter outside.

But at this moment, the girl had already sunk into the light ball, the spiritual light inside was dazzling, and the spiritual energy seemed to condense, forming snowflakes, constantly falling on the girl's body, and then sinking into it.

The girl looked anxious, she was not worried about herself, but about her master.

Since she became a disciple, the master has been worried every day, especially recently, always sighing, until today when the disaster came, she realized that she was probably the source of the master's worry.

"I have to get the inheritance to help the master!"

The girl gritted her teeth, the spiritual light flashed on her body, and rushed into the depths of the light ball!

After many obstacles, she came to a stone platform. There was nothing else on the stone platform except a white cushion. The girl jumped onto the cushion and just sat down when a ray of light enveloped her.

About an incense stick of time later, the little girl escaped from the stone wall, anxiously looking for her master.

"Child, did you succeed?" An old voice appeared in her ears. The girl turned around and couldn't believe her eyes. Her peerless master was now old, with white hair, hunched over, and couldn't even straighten his waist!

She couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, but the master's breath and voice were not wrong.

"Master, how are you..." The girl burst into tears.

The old woman hurriedly checked the girl's body. After a moment, she showed a look of relief and grabbed her clothes, "Let's go, Master will take you away from this place of right and wrong!"

Seeing that her master could still fly away, the girl was slightly relieved.

But those enemies would not let them go, and a ferocious-looking Void Refining cultivator was chasing after them!

The girl looked nervous, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget.

A dazzling hosta whined and suddenly shattered. The pure power exuded an aura of destruction. It stung the enemy and stung the girl's eyes at the same time.

She recognized that this was Master's natal treasure and she always carried it on her head.

"Madman, she is at the end of her rope and can't survive!"

Seeing the old woman blowing up her life treasure, others did not dare to pursue her, so the two of them finally escaped!

The girl's eyes were red, and she looked at her master's face. He was now older than before, but the arms holding her were still strong.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them finally fell down on an unknown hill.

"Master," the girl burst into tears, her face full of anxiety and remorse.

But her master showed a peaceful smile and his eyes were soft, "I have made countless wrong decisions in my life, but I never regret accepting you as my disciple!"

"Disciple... I would rather not have this opportunity than master leave me!" the girl gritted her teeth and said.

"Don't say such silly things," the old woman stretched out her deadwood-like hand, caressed the girl's face, paused, and said, "Everything in the world is false. Master has spent his whole life for the sect and has never made plans for himself. Once, in the end, it ruined the sect and ended up in vain.

You must not follow in the footsteps of your master. Remember, only the great road is eternal. From now on, you should hide far away and concentrate on your cultivation. Don’t think about revenge anymore. Remember? "

"Master, please stop talking. I will help you heal your injuries," the girl cried and shook her head!

"No, I want you to agree. When you reach a higher level of cultivation, you will understand the painstaking efforts of being a teacher. Gratitude and resentment in this world are all false. The only way is to be strong. If you really want to take revenge, you must also concentrate on hard work. It won’t be too late to come back and rebuild the sect when it becomes a combined overhaul in the future!”

Before she finished speaking, the old woman ended with a smile, and her body scattered auras of light, floating in the wind.

Tears burst from the girl's eyes, and she kowtowed to the ground, "Disciple... remember!"