Martial Peak

Chapter 5680 - Difficult to Fly

Since ancient times, very few martial artists have practiced the Dao of Time, and even fewer have practiced the Dao of Space.

That is to say, the dragon tribe, the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth, uses the Dao of Time as their natural dao.

Once, outside the great sea and sky, Yang Kai broke the blockage of space-time with a stroke of the Sun-Moon divine wheel, and saw a scene of the future, and the subsequent events proved that the future he saw really happened.

That was just a coincidental accident, and later he had deliberately performed the Sun-Moon Divine Wheel, but he was never able to see the future again.

However, that experience showed him that if he could practice the Way of Time to the extreme, it was not impossible to see the future. This kind of prophetic ability is definitely an excellent means of avoiding evil.

As a matter of fact, martial artists who have reached a certain level of cultivation and strength also have some instinctive prophetic abilities, often sensing crises before they happen.

It is only a vague feeling, a so-called whim. Since the Way of Time is able to see the future, it can naturally mirror the past, and in the underworld, the invisible river of time has been running through since ancient times, winding towards the end of the vast universe.

Yang Kai's attainments in the Dao of Time are not low, and if you look around the vast universe, excluding a few dragons, I am afraid no one is more proficient in this Dao.

However, he was still only half-aware of the past and the future, which involved the supreme subtlety of time.

Just like this time, he had somehow managed to reverse the flow of time in his ancestral land.

It was more like he, after becoming one with his ancestral land, had backtracked and witnessed the change of time in his ancestral land as an observer, using the present time and space as a starting point.

This peculiar experience had absolutely nothing to do with his dragon body, nor with his ancestral land's spoiling of him, and it was the combination of the two that triggered such wonderful changes.

He should have been overjoyed to encounter such a thing, but Yang Kai could not feel any emotion in himself. Nowadays, it was as if he had really transformed into the ancestral land, his will was grand, his emotions were silent, and the backward flow of time was just this piece of land silently recalling the past.

But this did not hinder him from gaining the benefit.

This kind of understanding was a little different from the river of time that he had refined in the Great Sea Image. The river of time was filled with the Dao of the Dao of Time, and by refining and absorbing it and integrating it into his own small qiankun, he could naturally improve his attainments in the Dao of Time.

This kind of integration into the ancestral land, recalling the eventful past with this magical land, is like unearthing something that he already has.

Yang Kai was silently comprehending all this, his mind completely silent, not caring about the changes of the years and clouds outside.

In the ancestral ground, the extremely dense ancestral spiritual energy kept on rolling and surging, gathering and pouring in one direction.

On the outskirts of the ancestral land, a million Mo army lay across the land, with twenty innate domain masters and several seven-grade Mo disciples standing in strict readiness, maintaining the operation of the formation and blockading the heavens and earth.

Time passed, and after two years, an extremely ferocious air swiftly swept in from the depths of the void, and a group of innate domain masters all turned their heads to look that way, all with shocked expressions.

Diwu had finally arrived!

It would take him quite some time to devour the power of the King Ruler's Ink Nest and the thirteen Domain Masters who had fallen earlier.

Fortunately, there is a great blockade here, so Yang Kai could not fly, so he was in no hurry.

This can be considered the first pseudo-royalty to be born with the help of the melting and returning technique since the Mo Clan had its ambassador, so the domain lords are curious about his current condition.

After a brief inspection, they all changed color.

Just from the breath alone, Diwu seems to be more powerful than the real king lords of the Mo Clan, but all the domain lords know that this is only an appearance.

The more powerful Di Wu's breath is, the more it indicates the instability of his state.

The king's breath is not visible because he has perfect control over his own power, and this kind of breath leakage is clearly a sign that he cannot control his own power.

This is also understandable, no matter how powerful the innate domain lord is, there are also limits, and if he suddenly acquires power far beyond his own, even if it takes two years, he will not be able to master it all, perhaps not even for the rest of his life, or else he would not be called a pseudo king lord, but a real king lord.

Even so, many innate domain masters were envious. Their strength had been fixed since their birth, but who wouldn't want to be more powerful?

In particular, the final battle between the human and Mo clans is inevitable, and under the catastrophe that sweeps across the entire universe, a little more strength is a little more self-preservation.

The birth of a pseudo-king means the destruction of a king's ink nest and the return of more than ten innate domain masters, and it is impossible for the Mo tribe to produce pseudo-kings in large quantities unless absolutely necessary.

A moment later, a deep darkness swept in front of the innate domain masters, even the innate domain masters, at the moment they could not see the true face of Di Wu, his entire body was wrapped in a dense ink power, as if a ball of ink, so that the astonishing momentum and the slightest suppression of killing intent made all the domain masters feel palpitations.

The original Diwu was still relatively stable among the domain masters, but now he seemed like a ferocious beast that had been trapped for countless years, escaped from its cage, and wanted to choose and devour others.

"Where is he?" Among the ink clusters, came Di Wu's hoarse voice.

The nearest innate domain lord was busy pointing his hand: "It should still be in the ancestral land."

A short while later, there seemed to be violent vibrations coming from below, accompanied by Di Wu's roar: "Get out!".

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the violent aftermath of the shock rippled the void in all four directions, and the formation was affected a little, so many domain masters panicked and hastily stabilized their positions.

In the ancestral land, the ink dough was like a tireless child, venting its suddenly acquired power indiscriminately.

Soon, however, Diou, who was in the ink, realized that something was wrong.

He obviously felt a strong malice coming from all directions, as if the whole world was rejecting him.

If that was all, it would be just fine, but the key was that the strange power in this part of the world was actually suppressing him greatly!

Ancestral Power! Diu was not ignorant of the primordial power of the holy spirits. It was just that he had never been to his ancestral land before, and never knew that the ancestral spiritual power of this part of the world was so strong.

With his status as a pseudo-king, even if he could not exert his full strength, it would certainly be no problem to deal with Yang Kai, an eight-grade kaitian.

But under the suppression of the dense Ancestral Spiritual Force around him, his strength was suppressed by more than half, and he was only slightly stronger than his original self.

Against the notorious Yang Kai, he could not be sure of such strength.

He had originally rushed down with confidence, but now he suddenly felt a little nervous, which was really embarrassing, and in this situation, not to mention killing Yang Kai, it would be good not to be killed.

He looked around and waited with a fixed mind, just in case Yang Kai suddenly showed up.

Luckily, there was no movement around him.

He frowned slightly, sensing the four directions.

He sensed that the ancestral spiritual energy in the area was gathering in one direction.

Was that guy still practicing? Diwu came to this conclusion with a slight sigh.

If Yang Kai was in the middle of his training, he would have interrupted him no matter what. As an enemy, he couldn't just sit and watch Yang Kai grow stronger.

But the current situation made him have another plan.

The Ancestral Spiritual Power of this world cannot be endless, and Yang Kai's Ancestral Spiritual Power will decrease by one point every time he cultivates. When the Ancestral Spiritual Power of this world completely disappears, the suppression will no longer exist, and he will be able to exert his full power.

Even though Yang Kai will become stronger as a result, as long as he doesn't break through the ninth grade, Diwu is confident that he will be able to take him down.

Could Yang Kai break through the Nine Pins?

Naturally, this is absolutely impossible. This guy's eighth grade is the limit, and this information will never be mistaken by the Mo tribe, otherwise it would not have made peace with the human side.

With his mind made up, Diwu didn't stop any longer, rose from the sky, and returned to the outside of the formation.

A pair of eyes looked at him, making him look a bit pale, but it was good that he was hidden in the ink group and the domain masters could not see him.

"Let him linger for a few days until I have fused my power and then I will slay him!"

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Diwu nodded slightly: "If there is anything unusual, let me know immediately."

He said so, turned to the side, and silently familiarized himself with his own power. Although he had spent two years devouring the power of Mo Chao and the thirteen domain masters, he had not cultivated it himself, and the various powers in his body were somewhat conflicting, which was one of the reasons why it affected his performance.

If Yang Kai was allowed to continue his cultivation, he could also slowly polish the power that didn't belong to him and become stronger.

At this moment, deep in the ancestral land, Yang Kai was still retracing the past of this part of the world with the help of the atmosphere of the ancestral land, but at that moment, there seemed to be some external force interfering, which almost interrupted his state.