Invincible starts with predatory terms

Yang Fan looked at the endless desert in front of him, then raised his head to look at the scorching sun in the sky. At this moment, he felt as if the sun was a man-eating demon, absorbing the water, strength, and spirit from his body.

Yang Fan's lips were cracked, and his face was pale. Yang Fan's steps also began to feel weak and powerless.

Finally, he collapsed and sat down on the desert ground.

This sit-down was as if the string that had been tightly stretched in Yang Fan's heart had snapped. Yang Fan felt endless exhaustion rushing towards him. At this moment, he didn't want to do anything; he just wanted to sit down and rest.

Yang Fan gradually felt sleepy.

His eyes seemed to be trying to close, but Yang Fan knew that closing them would mean that he had failed this trial. So, Yang Fan stubbornly resisted the urge to sleep.

But what could he do? It was just a lingering existence.

At this moment, all Yang Fan wanted was to drink water, to rest, to close his eyes, and to forget everything in front of him.

However, in his subconscious, there seemed to be an unnamed force supporting him, urging him to continue walking.

The figures of Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er appeared in his mind. At this moment, Li Changsheng was saying to his master, "Master, have you forgotten? You promised us that you would create a safe cultivation environment for us. Are you giving up now?"

Li Ling'er also said to Yang Fan, "Master, keep going! We believe in you. Don't give up. We will always be behind you."

Then, many figures appeared before Yang Fan's eyes. Among these figures were Elder Lianxu, Lan Sheng, Li Yu, Zhao Xuan, Zhang Ye, Master Liaochang, Zhu Nie, Xi Qing, Han Wusheng, Wuji Sanren, and many others.

They all said to Yang Fan, "Sect Leader Yang, don't give up!" "Benefactor Yang, you are our hope!" "Brother Yang, we still want to have a drink with you!"

Yang Fan listened to the words they said to him, which seemed to turn into an invisible force, supporting Yang Fan.

Finally, Yang Fan, who was about to rest, struggled to stand up again. He looked at the endless desert, as if an oasis was waiting for him in front.

Yang Fan finally walked forward step by step. His body had long been drained, and there was no energy to support him. It was just a will. As for how long this will could last, Yang Fan didn't know, and no one knew. He only knew that he had to move forward and he couldn't stop.

Finally, Yang Fan didn't know how long he walked.

Yang Fan was like a walking corpse, constantly lifting his legs and walking forward. Slowly, the surrounding desert began to disappear, and the environment also began to change. When Yang Fan suddenly felt a warm current sweeping through his body, followed by an unprecedented comfort, Yang Fan's cracked lips began to regain their luster, and his pale face began to fill with blood. Slowly, Yang Fan closed his eyes and fell backward.

When Yang Fan woke up again, he had already returned to the Tongtian Stairway. Yang Fan saw that he was standing on the fourth step.

There seemed to be some pictures in those transparent bubbles. Yang Fan looked carefully, and the characters in the pictures were the people he knew, Li Changsheng, Li Ling'er, Xi Qing, and Elder Lianxu, but in these countless scenes, his own figure would always appear. Yang Fan understood that these were some of his past experiences and memories.

Yang Fan wondered, "What kind of trick is this level?"

Then, the content of the trial came to his mind. It turned out that this space was called the Realm of Soul Derivation.

This Realm of Soul Derivation would show some of the things he had experienced, not only the past, but also the present, and even some things in the future.

Then, the content ended here. Yang Fan now realized that these inheritance contents only provided a general overview of this space, but they would not tell you how to pass the level, nor would they tell you what the conditions for passing the level were. It was entirely up to you to explore on your own.

Just then, the surrounding scenes began to change. Yang Fan noticed that those bubbles wrapped in memories began to surge towards him, and then Yang Fan's divine sense automatically connected to these bubbles. Yang Fan seemed to re-experience everything he had experienced.

But Yang Fan gradually discovered that these experiences were completely different from his own.

In these experiences, the enemies that Yang Fan had once defeated, beaten, and killed were all resurrected. This time, Yang Fan did not defeat them; Yang Fan was defeated by them, trampled by them, and then those enemies began to destroy everything he cared about.

Yang Fan looked at all of this and wanted to step forward, but he found himself powerless. When he wanted to touch them, he found that his hand had passed through these figures again. He seemed to exist in another space and was out of place with their space.

Yang Fan could only watch helplessly as his relatives and friends were killed and tortured in front of him by his former enemies in the most cruel and vicious ways.

Yang Fan roared and roared, but he was powerless and could only watch helplessly.

This level was to defeat Yang Fan from the bottom of his heart. If Yang Fan was defeated by him, and a heart demon was born from then on, then Yang Fan could only be reduced to a puppet of the heart demon. If Yang Fan could defeat himself, then he would successfully pass this level and enter the fifth step.

At this time, Yang Fan kept rushing towards those enemies, but he passed through them again and again. Yang Fan was tireless, even though he knew that he was doing useless work now, he still repeated these actions again and again. He wanted to save those relatives and friends, but he couldn't even do a simple hug. Yang Fan slumped to the ground alone, roaring, roaring, and crying.

At this time, countless memories turned into a tragic river of sorrow, surrounding Yang Fan. Yang Fan seemed to be surrounded by suffering and disaster. Yang Fan's body began to emit billowing demonic energy, Yang Fan's eyes began to turn red, oozing bloodshot, his fingernails began to grow longer and sharper, the veins on his body began to burst out, and his skin became thin, gaunt, and cracked. Slowly, his teeth became sharp.

If outsiders were to see it, the one sitting cross-legged in this space at this time would be a proper extraterrestrial demon.