C477 As If He Were a God

When Lee Zhuohua saw the figure behind him, he thought of a legend he had once heard in the Great Thousand World. A legend about the limits of a cultivator's potential.

It was said that before the ages, the great thousand was still a hazy land of chaos. It was not as prosperous and vast as it was now, but at the heart of the chaos there was a land of blessings, and the people there were different from those who were there now.

Every single person in the realm of blessings had a true body of the Holy Spirit. The blood of the gods flowed in their bodies. With a wave of their hands, they could cause the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to wreak havoc.

It was said that the cultivation system began at that time, but the people at that time were different when they condensed the Three Flowers. The Three Flowers they condensed were not like the Three Flowers at the top, but they were different. Some had a spirit behind them, some had a divine wheel behind their heads, and some even had twelve lotus thrones under their feet.

When Lee Zhuohua heard this rumor, he had unlimited thoughts about the past, and anyone would be amazed by such a miraculous scene.

However, at that time, Lee Zhuohua would at most look at the rumors about the ancient times as a strange anecdote, and he would not believe that the contents of the rumors were true.

Because the Three Flowers Gathering was the actual embodiment of cultivators now. No one had ever seen such a phenomenon. However, Lee Zhuohua now subconsciously felt that the rumor he heard might be true.

"The pregnancy behind my back is actually real. Could it be that the realm of blessings from ancient times really exists?" Lee Zhuohua could not suppress the shock in his heart. He asked such a question.

The figure behind Lee Zhuohua looked exactly the same as him, but there was a kind of indifferent expression on his face. His eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was a god from the ancient times that made people revere him.

This figure was thirty feet tall, much taller than an ordinary person. If it wasn't for the fact that his body was an illusion, perhaps Lee Zhuohua would really think of him as a god.

Lee Zhuohua curiously looked at the figure behind him. He wanted to find some clues from it, but no matter how hard he looked, he could not find anything special about this figure.

According to his senses, this figure was his essence in a certain sense.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua also had a trace of understanding in his heart.

"Everyone in the world believes that the peak of the Astral Realm is the gathering of three flowers, but they never expected that there would be another realm above the three flowers." Lee Zhuohua thought in his heart.

He hadn't believed that it was true, because his constitution was an immortal, and if this phenomenon was related to his constitution, then he had been able to do the same.

But even Lee Zhuohua back then was just like an ordinary person, condensing three flowers at the top, but now there was such a phenomenon. It could only be attributed to the fact that Lee Zhuohua had surpassed his previous limits, exceeding the limit of the essence.

Perhaps this is the purpose of cutting off my conscience that has caused such a change to happen to Lee Zhuohua.

"The Dao of Sundering Myself is indeed extraordinary. But how did the ancestor create such a cultivation technique?" In the end, Lee Zhuohua could only blame it on the Dao of Sundering Myself.

He was extremely clear about his own situation. If there was one thing he did not understand, it would be the Self Severing Dao Insight in his body. This cultivation technique was one of the three major scriptures of the Heavenly Faction, and its origin was also related to the first generation of the founder. Therefore, this cultivation technique was also very mysterious.

Lee Zhuohua did not know how his own ancestor had created this cultivation method, but he knew that even his own ancestor had not been able to cultivate this technique to the limit, so he did not know the secret behind it.

However, Lee Zhuohua did not have the intention to investigate. Now that he had cultivated such a strange phenomenon, he was extremely happy in his heart. Even if this cultivation technique had caused him a lot of pain before, he still felt that it was worth it.

As for the origin of the Declivity of the Self, he could not investigate it. Only when he had recovered to the realm of the Great Thousand would he be qualified to look for the origin.

Lee Zhuohua slowly turned his head around and no longer looked at the god behind him. His gaze also seemed to be drifting at this moment, as if he was looking at a place that could not be touched.

"Master, I will definitely be able to return within a thousand years after obtaining this technique. I will not disappoint you." Lee Zhuohua remembered the agreement he made with Xie Yange when he was expelled from the Great Thousand Sect. His heart became even firmer.

Perhaps it was because of his confidence, or perhaps it was because of the purpose of cutting off one's conscience, or perhaps it was because of the promise he made to his master.

In short, Lee Zhuohua's mood for returning to his sect was even better now.

Just as this thought appeared in Lee Zhuohua's mind, the god behind him seemed to have some kind of connection with Lee Zhuohua, and began to emit waves of mysterious light.

Behind him, a god appeared. Lee Zhuohua stood in the middle of the light, like a god, emitting a shocking aura.

Lee Zhuohua naturally also noticed this change. His brows slightly twitched, as if he had understood something. In the end, under his control, the god behind him slowly dissipated after a wave of fluctuation.

Lee Zhuohua turned around and looked at his back. He found that the god had disappeared. He nodded slightly, but his eyes revealed a satisfied expression.

"If I only manage to condense the essence, the most I can do is fight with Xu Daolin and the others. But in the Sandalwood Book Will, I am still unable to reach the fighting strength of those four young masters. But now, even if it is the so-called Honolulu Fourth Young Master, I am not afraid of them." Lee Zhuohua weighed in his heart that after cultivating a god, with his current combat strength, he would finally be able to achieve such an outcome.

This wasn't Lee Zhuohua bragging about himself. Judging from the situation of him being able to defeat Yan Zhengtine with two flowers, if he could condense a single Shen Hua, then his combat strength would indeed be able to reach the level of a leader's disciple.

However, even the disciples of the Qian Yuan Academy's Outer Palace were not at the top of the world in the Sandalwood Book Will. It had to be known that even people as strong as Xu Daolin and Duanqianyue could not obtain the position of the Honolulu Fourth Young Master, so they could understand how powerful the people in the Sandalwood Book Will were.

Originally, Lee Zhuohua might have been afraid of the four Prodigy characters who were the best in the Sandalwood Book Will, but now, he was confident that by relying on his unusual phenomenon, he could close the gap between him and the Honolulu Fourth Young Master.

It was just that Lee Zhuohua did not know what the true power of Honolulu Fourth Young Master was, and whether there was any unusual phenomenon like him.

"Sandalwood Book Will, heh!" Lee Zhuohua was also looking forward to the Sandalwood Book Will. However, the Outer Palace's disciple competition had not ended yet. He could only enter the top 10 of the Outer Palace before he was qualified to go to the Sandalwood Book Will.

But he no longer felt any concern for the disciple's contest.