Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

In the flame of the lit candlestick, an independent small world seemed to be formed.

That world did not seem to be big, only about a hundred feet in radius. The scene in the world was the desperate cold abyss where everyone was.

There was a dry riverbed, a stone bridge, and a magnificent palace at the end of the cave.

But there were no people in it, only the rough man who was standing in front of the stone bridge blankly.

The rough man looked around, as if wondering why the others disappeared?

He subconsciously walked onto the stone bridge, but an amazing scene happened.

When he walked to the end of the stone bridge and was about to continue walking forward, the whole person suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had returned to the starting point of the stone bridge.

The rough man looked terrified, obviously frightened by this situation, so he walked forward carefully again.

Once!

Ten times!

A hundred times!

The rough man walked on the stone bridge again and again.

But no matter how many times he walked, he would disappear at the end of the stone bridge every time, and then appear at the starting point and walk again.

It was as if the space on the stone bridge formed a closed loop that connected the beginning and the end, so that the people in it could only repeat the same cycle.

In the end, no one knew how many times it cycled, just when everyone thought that the burly man would keep walking on the stone bridge.

Suddenly, he seemed to touch something, and the whole person stood still.

His expression was extremely terrified, as if he felt something terrible.

The next moment, his whole body exploded, turning into countless flying ashes, and the jumping flames on the candlesticks also went out.

There was a dead silence at the scene, and everyone was shrouded in deep fear and couldn't speak for a long time.

What was in the candlelight?

The burly man was a master of the Saint Realm.

What could have made him unable to fight back and was directly blown into powder?

"This desperate cold abyss is indeed full of weirdness."

"Yeah, first there was the inexplicable water flow in the riverbed, and then there was this weird candlestick. I really don't know what will appear next?"

"Do we really want to continue going down?"

Everyone looked at each other, and someone wavered again.

Soon, someone turned back.

However, most people still continued to move forward, but they were careful to avoid the candlestick floating in the air.

Zhao Mu walked in the crowd and could feel the hostile eyes from the surroundings from time to time.

Although the faces of the people around him could not be seen clearly due to the distortion of space, it was clear that these eyes were from the Shenyue Saint Clan.

Obviously, the rough man's incident just now made these guys very unhappy.

Other people around also noticed this situation, but they were gloating.

To be honest, the Shenyue Saint Clan's high-handed attitude of treating others as pariahs made everyone very unhappy.

But most people didn't have enough strength to fight, so they could only swallow their anger.

Therefore, when they saw that the people of the Shenyue Saint Clan wanted to take action but didn't dare to, and they were so angry that they were about to explode but could do nothing, everyone was secretly happy.

After walking for a while, Zhao Mu suddenly stopped: "Why, do you want to kill me with your eyes?"

Kill with eyes?

Everyone almost laughed.

I didn't expect that this Zen Master Jiankong was so humorous and scolded people so playfully.

"Either take action or get out!"

"If anyone dares to keep looking at me, don't grab any chance to become an immortal. I will kill you now and make sure that none of you from the Shenyue Saint Clan can leave."

"Did you hear that?"

Zhao Mu's tone was cold, and the murderous intent was terrifying.

The people of the Shenyue Saint Clan were so angry that their teeth itched, but no one dared to say a word, and could only stop looking at Zhao Mu in frustration.

Everyone around was laughing.

It is estimated that only the Zen Master Jiankong from the Pure Land of Bliss can make the grandsons of the Shenyue Saint Clan so embarrassed, right?

Hehe, so cool!

Everyone felt very happy, as if they were the ones who scolded the Shenyue Saint Clan.

However, they only dared to feel happy secretly and did not dare to really laugh.

After all, not everyone is qualified to make the Shenyue Saint Clan embarrassed.

If it were them, I am afraid that the other party would directly kill them.

Everyone continued to move forward, while carefully avoiding the candlesticks.

Just as everyone was about to pass through the candlestick area, a shrill roar suddenly came from the front.

"Woo..."

In an instant, the candlesticks that were originally stationary suddenly began to fly quickly.

Many people were caught off guard and collided directly with the candlesticks. The whole person suddenly shrank and sank into them, lighting the candlesticks.

"No, run!"

Everyone changed color in horror and rushed forward with all their strength in fear.

But there were still people who could not avoid it and were forcibly sucked in by the candlesticks.

"Holy Ancestor, save me!"

"What the hell is this, Master, where are you?"

"Ah... don't suck me, let me go!"

Screams of terror echoed through the cave.

Some people tried desperately to break free from the attraction of the candlestick, while others, seeing that they were hit by the candlestick, immediately grabbed the people around them to block them and took the opportunity to escape.

At this moment, the scene was in chaos.

Suddenly, a candlestick flew silently from the back to Zhao Mu.

The distorted space blurred Zhao Mu's perception, so that he suddenly sensed it when the candlestick flew three feet behind him.

"Not good!"

Zhao Mu's face changed slightly. It was too late to escape.

So he pinched the seal with his hands, and the powerful magic power of the Immortal Realm suddenly gushed out, directly shaking the surrounding space.

Boom!

At this moment, the distorted space nearby was temporarily restored to normal under the impact of his magic power.

He could even vaguely see the appearance of the people around him.

And the flying candlestick was forcibly knocked away by his magic power.

"Huh?"

Zhao Mu was a little surprised. To be honest, he didn't expect that the candlestick was knocked away so easily.

"It seems that the threat of these candlesticks to people is also limited. As long as the cultivation is sufficient, they can be directly blocked."

Zhao Mu was thoughtful.

He looked around and took advantage of the space before it recovered and distorted. He looked at the people around him.

Soon he found that any cultivator who had entered the Saint realm could basically resist the approach of the candlestick.

"Is the suction only effective for cultivators below the Saint realm?"

Zhao Mu thought to himself.

At this moment, a woman's voice came from behind: "Li Wuguang, you are so mean!"

"Is it Zhou Yu Niang?" Zhao Mu turned around suddenly.

He saw two people standing not far behind him, the demon leader Li Wuguang and Zhou Yu Niang.

At this time, a candlestick hit Li Wuguang, and the strong suction force began to drag him into the candlestick.

Li Wuguang looked horrified, dragged Zhou Yu Niang next to him, and pushed Zhou Yu Niang towards the candlestick, while he forced his magic power to flee to the distance.