Infinite true path

Divine consciousness is equivalent to a second pair of eyes for monks. However, the brightness of this second pair of eyes is far scarier than the real eyes, so in fact, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the more frequently he will use his spiritual consciousness. When Huan Yin reaches this level of cultivation, the frequency of using his spiritual consciousness has almost surpassed the frequency of using his eyes.

Of course, the most important thing is that for monks in battle, real eyes often don't play a big role. Only by using their spiritual consciousness can monks accurately predict the lurking crises, and then make the most reasonable and clever avoidance to increase their chances of winning in the battle.

Therefore, if the monk's spiritual consciousness is suppressed, it means that the monk's second pair of eyesight is gradually fading. For a monk like Huan Yin who has advanced cultivation and is now in the middle of a battle, his spiritual consciousness has been suppressed, and the severity of its nature is even more terrifying.

It has been a long time since Huan Yin had encountered a situation where his spiritual consciousness was suppressed. After all, as his cultivation became more and more advanced, many rules and Taoism that could affect his spiritual consciousness were no longer able to have any effect on him. But now, when Huan Yin really felt that his consciousness was suppressed, his heart began to become a little panicked.

"Is this the power of the world?" Huan Yin flexibly moved to the left, and a red lightning flashed across the place where he was standing before. With such thoughts in his mind, sweat gradually began to flow down Huan Yin's forehead.

Huan Yin felt that he had to find a way to deal with the current situation, otherwise if things continued to develop, when the suppression of spiritual consciousness became more and more fierce, he would eventually become completely blind. How can he survive when he doesn't even know that lightning is falling above his head?

Concentrating hard, Huan Yin felt the huge energy contained in his consciousness. Then, he spread it out with all his strength, spreading towards the entire world.

The sharp spiritual consciousness was like a torrent, rushing in all directions, and in the process, Huan Yin's field of vision continued to become wider. He saw the ground and debris around him, and saw the giants in the distance who were still pursuing relentlessly. I also saw the violent sky.

However, just when his spiritual consciousness spread beyond a thousand feet, they were suddenly blocked back as if they had hit some barrier, and could no longer extend outward.

His heart skipped a beat, and Huan Yin was shocked to find that the range within which his consciousness could spread was actually smaller.

"Damn it!" Huan Yin cursed fiercely, still maintaining concentration and controlling the consciousness that had just been rebounded to rush towards the invisible barrier again.

This time, Huan Yin used up all his energy to suck the milk. However, when Huan Yin's proud spiritual power came into contact with the barrier again, no matter how powerful the power was, it seemed to have become an illusion and had no effect at all. He was still ruthlessly beaten. Bounce hard. But this time, Huan Yin found that the barrier had shrunk again.

"Oops, this damn beast Yaizhen's methods are so vicious!" After two failures, Huan Yin's heart was already cold. He had used all his strength just now, but the power of the God of War Realm's blockade on spiritual consciousness was too strong, and he could not break through it at all. He simply couldn't imagine how he could survive here when his consciousness was finally suppressed to a very weak level.

"Second Ancestor, be careful!" Suddenly, Xue Buping's exclamation poured into Huan Yin's mind. Huan Yin's consciousness moved and he discovered that a red lightning flashed down and was heading towards him.

He hurriedly dodged to avoid it, but fortunately Huan Yin had the Time Dao Dharma with him, so he was not in danger.

"Roar!" Just after getting rid of the lightning, a loud roar rushed towards Huan Yin. His mind was a little dazed from the shock. Huan Yin looked to his right and found that the two giants were already less than seven or eight hundred feet away from him.

This distance seems very far, but to the giants made of earth, they only need to take a few steps to be in front of Huan Yin in an instant.

"Why did they come so fast?" Huan Yin's eyes narrowed, feeling a little surprised. He subconsciously thought that he should have discovered the giant's whereabouts earlier, but he did not expect that his reaction would be so slow.

After pondering for a moment, Huan Yin realized that it wasn't his slow reaction, but that the detection range of his spiritual consciousness had actually shrunk a lot.

The bodies of the two giants still did not stop, and as they marched, they directly waved out a large amount of debris and pounced towards Huan Yin.

"It's a trick like a fly again. Is this what these two big guys only know?" Huan Yin frowned, and his body suddenly moved when the wreckage was less than three feet away from him.

With a face filled with confidence, Huan Yin nimbly shuttled among the wreckage caused by the giant, just like strolling in his own backyard. From time to time, there would be a few streaks of bloody lightning falling from high in the sky, but Huan Yin was able to avoid it flexibly and was not affected at all.

Huan Yin has been walking freely among the wreckage for thirty breaths, and this time the army of wreckage seems to be endless. Huan Yin has not yet seen a way out.

With a slightly displeased expression on his face, Huan Yin tapped his toes on a broken flying sword and was about to go to the right, but a red lightning suddenly struck above his head. The lightning was less than a hundred feet away from him at the moment, which made it impossible for him to hide.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Huan Yin Xingtian raised his head and waved it over his head, thus relieving himself of the crisis at the critical moment.

However, Huan Yin didn't feel the slightest bit lucky now. Because he finally realized that during his period of avoidance, the suppression of his consciousness by the entire God of War Realm had shrunk to less than a hundred feet, and his ability to predict crises was decreasing crazily!

"Hahaha, is it fun, kid? Without consciousness, I see how you can avoid attacks. My giant will eventually swat you to death like a fly, hahaha!" Yazui's voice came from nowhere. Come, it came to Huan Yin's ears.

Huan Yin's breathing was rapid, he clenched his fists tightly and kept dodging. He had no time to talk to Yaizhen anymore, because while Yaizhen was talking, he found that the detection range of his spiritual consciousness had shrunk again, to less than sixty feet.

This range seems to be quite large, but in fact, what he needs to avoid now is the bombardment of giants and the entanglement of lightning. The speed of these things can span several sixty feet in the blink of an eye, which leaves him little reaction time. How many more are there?

Finally, not long after, when Huan Yin's spiritual consciousness was compressed even smaller again, a flying sword flew out from Huan Yin's side and stabbed him. At this time, Huan Yin was struggling to avoid the strikes of thunder. When he discovered the flying sword, it was already too late.

Even though his movements were extremely agile, even though he was extremely experienced, the flying sword finally scratched across his back, peeling off his skin and bringing out a wisp of bright red blood that splashed around.

"Second Ancestor, are you okay?" Upon discovering that Huan Yin was injured, Xue Buping became a little flustered and asked quickly.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Huan Yin didn't even hum. To him, this injury was nothing, and a broken flying sword couldn't move his foundation. But now, his mood is extremely heavy. An attack that was not worth mentioning to him before was now enough to threaten him with death.

Is it really going to be played to death by Yazui this time?

The consciousness spreads out, twenty feet! This distance is the limit that Huan Yin, a monk in the late stage of Ming Nirvana, can reach with his spiritual consciousness. This is really ironic to the extreme. Naturally, what's worse is that even now this distance is still being compressed.

There was a loud "rumbling" sound, and a red lightning struck down from the sky again. This time, Huan Yin couldn't detect the lightning at all. He instantly dodged to the left just because he heard the sound.

Fortunately, he was experienced and avoided a crisis through such judgment. However, when he just moved to the left, he suddenly found that a high wall that could not be seen was pressing over him. The red light on it was thick and powerful!

There is no high wall here. Huan Yin recognizes it. It is clearly the palm of the giant. Yaizhen said that the giant would swat Huan Yin to death like a fly. Is this the blow he was talking about?

A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of Huan Yin's mouth. He saw the giant palm in front of him clearly, but he couldn't avoid it.

With spiritual energy all over his body, Huan Yin tried his best to strengthen his body's protection. However, in this instant, without the help of any magic weapon, without the slightest protection of Taoism, how could Huan Yin's flesh and blood body withstand the blow of the giant's cold and hard palm?

A large mouthful of blood spurted out. Huan Yin, a strong man in the late stage of Nirvana, flew out like a kite with its string broken under the giant's ordinary palm.

His expression instantly became extremely depressed, and Huan Yin's heart dropped to the bottom. It was at this time that an extremely abrupt female voice, with a bit of charm and softness to the bone, came into Huan Yin's ears: "Friends from my hometown, come here quickly..."