I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The stairs have been climbed more than five hundred, more than half the distance.

At this time, Zhang Yi's every step forward was not so smooth.

I saw him going up against the current, his body trembling with real energy, and an illusory silver long sword between his brows coordinating these two forces.

And through the integration of the illusory silver short sword, the power of the physical body and the real essence is also stronger.

Although it is only the realm of the prototype of the sword soul, it can still provide great help to Zhang Yi.

In the empty space of the original land, outside the blue stairs, a middle-aged man with a somewhat illusory and transparent figure watched this scene with a calm expression.

His eyes are like water, and his face is not showing the slightest.

It wasn't until Zhang Yi stepped on the five hundred steps and exploded with physical strength to continue forward and backward that he nodded lightly.

"The strength of the physical body is good. If you practice it again, you will reach the ultimate level of heaven in a short time."

"To reach this step in just three hundred years, even in the ancient times when martial arts were prosperous, this talent is top-notch, let alone in the current decline of the star world."

"Under such circumstances, if coupled with the original blessing after climbing the blue ladder this time, I think his cultivation strength will go even further."

The middle-aged man nodded at Zhang Yi's performance, and he barely passed the mark in his mind.

As for the ultimate celestial realm he mentioned, it is naturally the physical level of the great consummation of the celestial realm, and Zhang Yili is still one step away.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yi while resisting the blue torrent while struggling to climb, nodding from time to time.

Then he looked at the chaotic and unpredictable original power at the end, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to grasp a certain truth that others could not see through.

The middle-aged man couldn't help murmuring.

"The decline of the star realm has lasted for tens of thousands of years. I have a hunch that this may be the last light of the star realm."

"If there is no longer a world lord who can turn the world around, the Star Realm may truly enter the Age of Doom. If that happens, the Star Realm will have no future to speak of."

"At that point, the aura of heaven and earth will dissipate, and the so-called warriors will completely become legends, and this world will become a real mortal world, with no future left."

"This is the last chance. The future of the Star Realm depends on the success or failure of this time."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but fell silent when he thought about the futureless ending that the star world might welcome, the emptiness and darkness around him buried him.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Oh, I don't know how long I've been dead, so I should worry less."

"The future of the star realm still has to be decided by them in reality."

With that said, the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yi again.

At this time, Zhang Yi had already advanced dozens of steps against the increasingly violent cyan torrent, getting closer and closer to six hundred steps.

The middle-aged man believed that Zhang Yi's current potential was around six hundred.

"When I set foot on this ladder, relying on the various methods he practiced, without using the power of my martial soul, I was able to advance more than seven hundred steps."

"But even so, I finally stopped at the nine hundred and eighty steps. I don't know how many steps this guy can go forward?"

The middle-aged man was a little curious.

In his era back then, the star realm martial arts environment was at its peak, and the progress of condensing martial souls generally exceeded the current era.

And he, as the representative among them, has condensed 60% of his martial spirit, which is already the peak of Xiaocheng, extremely top.

But even so, he was not able to climb to the top.

A warrior's energy is inherently limited, not to mention that he is cultivating both his true energy and his physical body.

By the time he finally cultivated these two paths to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm and began to condense his martial soul, too many years had already been wasted.

Before his physical condition slipped from the peak, he could only rely on his martial soul condensed to 60% to break into the saint in the end.

Rely on his speculation.

To grasp the origin of the world, two normal conditions are:

With one practice, the Wuhun is 100% perfect.

By cultivating both ways, the martial soul reaches the state of great accomplishment.

Satisfying one of these two conditions should be able to truly climb to the top and become the master of one side of the world.

It seems simple, but in fact this condition is extremely harsh for warriors in the small world.

Because the small world lacks treasures to enhance one's own will, under normal circumstances, warriors can only rely on their own hard work to advance the progress of their martial soul.

But that was too slow.

Often warriors have not yet met the conditions, that is, their own lifespan has reached a certain limit, and the body is about to decline from the peak state.

As a last resort, they can only choose to break through at this time, otherwise it is not certain whether they can become saints after their status declines.

In the memory of the middle-aged man, he climbed the 980th step and was the person who walked the farthest.

And the second person is a contemporary martial artist who only cultivated 80% of his martial soul.

He finally walked nine hundred and twenty steps.

In the history of the entire star realm, there are only two of them with more than 900 steps.

There will be no third person in the future!

...

Of course, as the center of endless time and space, the level of the main world is undoubtedly higher than that of the billions of small worlds, and the levels of various resources and cultivation levels are also higher than those of the small worlds.

Therefore, the main world is also called the so-called God Realm, Immortal Realm, and Upper Realm by some small worlds.

It is not difficult for warriors living in the main world to rely on their unique resource advantages and accumulate a solid background in the heavenly realm to meet the conditions to become the master of the world.

But as the saying goes, there are losses.

Although they meet the conditions, due to the rules of endless time and space, it is extremely difficult to descend.

The invasion of foreign enemies encountered by the star realm in ancient times was already an extremely rare opportunity.

But even so, under the rules of endless time and space, their ambition to get involved in the small world still failed.

The opponent's strength undoubtedly far surpassed the local practitioners, but under the suppression of the rules, the local practitioners from the star realm won in the end.

As for the origin of the entire main world?

If you want to master it, the conditions are not comparable to that of a small world.

Even in endless time and space, the great power who is famous far and wide is still far behind.

...

At this time, the origin of the astral world.

Zhang Yi is still climbing hard. On the way, he also encountered many information marks, and witnessed many Tianjiao warriors using various methods to try to climb to a higher level.

And this in turn broadened Zhang Yi's horizons, and his understanding of martial arts also improved.

Soon, Zhang Yi encountered a special brand.

The reason why it is said to be special is because the owner of this brand is one of the seven saints in the current star world, and a warrior who is still alive in the world.

And the limit of the other party's climbing ladder is five hundred and forty-one steps, which belongs to the weaker type.

That is to say, when the opponent breaks through the Saint, the accumulation in the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm is also at a normal level.

Being able to successfully break through to the saint level, perhaps luck accounted for most of the factors.

After reading the information in the opponent's brand, Zhang Yi had a general impression of himself.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's eyes were no longer inaccessible to the seven saints who were high above the sky, but a layer of mystery had faded away.

Then Zhang Yi smiled slightly, and then walked forward. Relying on the blessing of his body, Zhang Yi climbed dozens of steps along the way, and finally entered the six hundredth step in the embryonic form of the sword soul!

Up to now, Zhang Yi has reached the limit guessed by the middle-aged man.

The rest is to see when Zhang Yi will fall down.

So far, Zhang Yi has met four strange brands.

And the owners of these four brand marks are all the current saints of the astral world.

This means that Zhang Yi's current background has surpassed the background of the current four saints in the star realm in the heavenly realm.

Of course, this is not to say that the Saints of the Star Realm are not good enough, but that times have changed.

At this time, the overall environment of the star realm obviously has more stringent requirements for warriors.

At this time, after Zhang Yi stepped into the 600th step, the cyan torrent became more and more majestic, as if it had turned into an ocean wave, and its power was completely turned upside down in Zhang Yi's eyes.

His vigor was fully stimulated, his qi and blood boiled like wolf smoke, and the true essence lake had also reached its limit, and a lake faintly appeared behind him.

But even now, it is still extremely difficult for him to move forward.

The endless torrent came like the waves of the sea, making Zhang Yi crumbling, as if he would be knocked off the steps by the waves in the next moment, ending this wonderful trip to the origin.

But how could Zhang Yi stop there?

His eyes were blood red, and there was a fierce look in them.

"Wow!"

I saw Zhang Yi grasping the void, pulling the Liekong sword away from the lake of true essence, and then the prototype of the silver sword soul returned to the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Yi's eyes were sharp, and he slashed forward with a long sword in his hand!

"break!"

With a low shout, Zhang Yi exerted all his strength and swung forward with all his might.

A beam of bright sword energy shot out from the blade immediately, forcing back the blue torrent in front of him, and taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Yi quickly took a few steps forward.

Overcoming the thorns and waves, Zhang Yi held the Likong Sword tightly with both hands, and began to push forward with great difficulty.

Six hundred and five!

Six hundred and ten!

Six hundred and fifteen!

One step seems to be a layer of heaven and earth, Zhang Yi pushes forward with great difficulty, his body is already reaching its limit.

Zhang Yi finally stopped at the 634th step!

Up to now, even if he swung his sword, the cyan torrent only blocked it for a while and then rushed in, making it impossible for him to move forward again.

Zhang Yi tried several times, but still stood still.

"Have you reached your limit?"

Up to now, Zhang Yi's eyes are in a trance, and his legs are trembling uncontrollably.

The consumption in his body has reached the limit, whether it is body, mind or true essence, they are almost exhausted.

Like a red desert, there is no trace of water.

Just when Zhang Yi sighed in his heart and was about to give up, he was suddenly taken aback, feeling a force circulating in his body.

It was a special mysterious power, which did not belong to Zhang Yi himself, but was obtained from elsewhere.

This force had not been revealed before, but now, after Zhang Yi reached his limit and was drained, this mysterious force gushed out continuously from his limbs and bones.

And with the surge of this mysterious power, Zhang Yi's body gradually had a strange golden light flashing.

Beyond the blue steps, the middle-aged man could not help raising his eyebrows, feeling the familiar aura, and said in surprise.

"This power...is the breath of a saint?"

"This guy has actually been baptized with the holy spirit liquid?"

"It seems that I underestimated him. In this way, this guy may have a chance to hit the 700th step."

on the blue stairs,

With the gushing out of this force, Zhang Yi's black hair, pupils, and even his hair, skin, flesh and bones.

What's more, the illusory sea of ​​consciousness in his mind is now stained with golden aura.

And the Zhenyuan Lake is also glittering with golden light, giving it the feeling of a saintly level golden ocean.

At this time, with this sudden change, Zhang Yi's own state climbed to the peak again.

And all the consumption caused by resisting the cyan torrent before has been fully replenished.

Zhang Yi's condition is incomparably perfect!

"It's the effect of the holy spirit liquid."

Feeling the strange but familiar power, Zhang Yi also realized something in his heart.

This mysterious power usually lurks in the deepest part of his flesh and blood, and it stands to reason that it will only work when he tries to break through the saint.

Although Zhang Yi didn't start to break through the saint, after all, he entered this place of origin, which satisfies the conditions in a sense.

At this time, under the pressure of the blue ladder, Zhang Yi reached the limit, and the holy spirit liquid began to work.

After understanding, Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became a little sad, as if he was not so happy about this matter.

"not good."

"The effect of the holy spirit liquid has begun to play in advance. In this way, when I enter here again, won't it be without the blessing of the holy spirit liquid?"

Although at this time the holy spirit liquid is working, making his state full, and he can climb a higher ladder again.

But this time he just came to experience the difficulty, not the real climbing.

In this way, it would be a bit of a waste of the holy spirit liquid.

However, this idea just passed away in a flash, and Zhang Yi quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Although it is somewhat unexpected, it is not unacceptable."

"Although I have consumed the mysterious energy in the holy spirit liquid in advance, I should get a lot of benefits myself. This is real."

"And the next time I enter here, I must be fully prepared. Even without the blessing of the Holy Spirit liquid, I must be 100% sure to climb to the highest point."

"Thinking of it this way, it's still acceptable."

While thinking, Zhang Yi raised his head and looked forward, the distance in his eyes that already felt out of reach now had hope again.

"Although it's just an experience, this opportunity is once in a thousand years. Since the holy spirit liquid also has an effect by accident, then I must maximize its effect!"

At this time, Zhang Yi's golden eyes were looking ahead, shining like two bright lights.

Afterwards, he held up the Sky Rifting Sword again.

"Human Sword Unity!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Yi, whose whole body turned into golden yellow, slashed forward with a sword.

The entire body of the golden-yellow Splitting Sword suddenly cut a crack of about ten meters forward.

The cyan torrent rumbled down, but it was divided into two, and Zhang Yi jumped forward, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the sword body.

immediately,

A sword stabbed straight at the upper reaches of the cyan torrent!

This is the final sprint!