<h4>Chapter 1400: Chapter 1391: The End</h4>


    Fortunately, Ao Cangsheng’s quick wit enabled him to react swiftly. Before the grapevines could capture him, he leapt out of their reach, evading their attack.


    Standing resolute, proud, and desperate, he shouted warnings of danger. As he nced around, a sudden realization of the wind behind him prompted another instinctive jump.


    He heard a "snap" sound. The ce where he had just been standing was ripped from arge patch of grass by the vines. It looked like it weighed several kilograms.


    At this moment, Mr. Ao Cangsheng fully understood. The Seven Stars Sword broke, not because it was inferior, but because the vines were too sturdy.


    Considering the situation, Ao Cangsheng began to dance around the vines, one jump after another.


    At first, he managed to luckily avoid many vine attacks. But as soon as the first vine got tangled with him, his streak of fortune ended.


    For a moment, the screams ceased.


    Of course, arrogance was not surprising. It’s not that he didn’t me himself.


    He clearly remembered a good story, where the ferocious fight between tigers and wolves had carved deep ravines in the wilderness.


    Yet now, the grass of this generation was wless, beautiful, and a second story emerged in his consciousness. He was aware of this in his dazed state, feeling his body and skin devoid of such damage, with bones shattered, particrly into fragments.


    But now, apart from not wearing anything, he was already naked. He hadpletely died, not treated cruelly.


    Thirdly, it was quite curious. Although he didn’t perceive having a body, he could see with my own eyes how rapidly it was transforming.


    Moreover, it could discern these changes in the most optimal way.


    Unexpectedly, Cangsheng awoke quickly after arrogance, his body gradually numb, initially feeling numbness, followed by itching, and finally, the top and bottom began to heat up, as if an invisible gas was rapidly treating Cangsheng’s pride.


    A few dayster, the dynamic between arrogance and indifference began to change. Besides his clothes and the Seven Stars Sword, he was practically no different from his reckless past self.


    For the first time, the arrogant Cangsheng tried to find a ghostly escape. But before he reached it, the ground below began to tremble again.


    Upon witnessing this, Sheng’s face turned proud green, possibly due to the blend of grass on the ground. He said calmly, "He won’t do this again!"


    In this manner, the wildflowers of the previous generation went wild again, extending thinly, and in the blink of an eye, thickening and lengthening like dancing snakes.


    Arrogant and enraged, he hoped to tear off countless vines from afar, yet furiously cursed, "Damn it, more danger ahead!"


    Not long after, the vast wilderness echoed with his arrogance, screams, and frenzied dancing.


    The following day, a boastful Cangsheng endured three harsh punishments, yet despite the agony, he neither gave up nor died.


    Following the punishment by vines, an array of tormenting forces such as iron, wood, stone, and ice ensued. This wasn’t merely torture, as almost each time it sought to destroy and restructure the arrogant body.


    Considering this event’s punishment, every time there was pain in killing arrogance, would every cruelty oftene in threes, while my time extended to seven or eight points.


    In this inhumane world, arrogance spent his days tormented by fear, growing more tense and apprehensive.


    Due to the fear of mistakes, his unhealed body was relentlessly battered again and again in this unmannerly way.


    Yet, as Cangsheng endured the pain many times over, he gradually unraveled this riddle, not fretting about his penalty but rather internalizing it.


    Ultimately, the arrogant Cangsheng nearly anticipated that his torment would dramatically diminish. He might die halfway and escape this greedy circle as soon as possible.


    Sometimes even the arrogant Cangsheng found himself wondering if he was a masochist. Not just because of a sudden change of heart.


    I wonder how long it took for the arrogant ones to forget how much they had been ravaged? How often had cultivation taken ce before? When it was inhumane, it never happened again.


    Suddenly lost and ravaged again, the arrogant Cangsheng felt restlessly agitated at the start. That day, left, right, sitting, lying, looking up, awaiting ambush and so forth. However, it wasn’t as cruel.


    Suffering from such impatience, the arrogant Cangsheng couldn’t help but think, "Isn’t the first phase ending? But why don’t I see anyone getting me out of here?"


    The following day, arrogance turned pale as the wilderness he lived in began to transform peacefully.


    The wildflowers withered across the grassy fields, and distant towering trees wilted and copsed.


    Then, the wild turtles didn’t undergo desertification, and the ground began to dry and turn red.


    Ultimately, the world before us became a deste ce, a colossal gorge split open. If someone was shocked when a sharp de cut through it, then the magma from the gorge, blood-red like fire, would spew forth.


    Seeing this scene, the arrogant Cangsheng grew tense. With his pounding heart andparing to previous scenes, it was like Hell. As the Earth’s magma continued to emerge, his heart skipped a beat.


    If after such torment, he died due to straying too far. Hope would give way as he was sent into Inferno.


    It was so fierce that before it wrapped around him like magma and rose, the arrogant Cangsheng knew he must die here.


    As the ground’s fissures widened, red magma began slowly spilling out, then tirelessly erupted, continuing its roar and provocation.


    His voice roamed near and far, high and low, if it existed, it would vanish. It was like a summons from Hell, like Heaven’s Sanskrit sound, akin to a dream, like fog, slowly floating from the arrogant heart.


    Upon hearing this voice, the arrogant god who was about to destroy Cangsheng suddenly paused, utilizing the capacity of an idea to shake his spirit ultimately. If he wanted to die in Inferno, he would escape.


    Gradually, the dreamlike sound began resonating, rejuvenating the arrogant spirit.


    I am unaware of what transpires. As he arrogantly listened to the sound, his heart irrationally contemted aloud.


    At first, he pondered slow, but as the sound’s pace quickened, the arrogant Cangsheng elerated his thoughts. Melding with the bubbling magma’s roar, its shape akin to a hundred Buddhas chanting a thousand teacher’s sutras.


    At this point, the arrogant Cangsheng’s instructions were entirely foundational, and transformationmenced. Light, shadow, and blood at the foundation ofmand began morphing into a ferocious, fierce, and powerful beast,mencing its charge.


    Among these beasts were Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Phoenix, and Qilin. All creatures clearly depicted under Ao Cangsheng’smand, whizzing out, transforming into beams of light and shadow, fulfilling Ao Cangsheng’s directives on the path to sess.


    Once the animals perished, the long-standing giant bird with golden wings, Roc, began roaring, and in the Roc’s mouth, it consumedrge quantities of blood and magma.


    Hence, within the act of swallowing, if one could ingest massive, unending oceans, the pathway’s foundation transformed into a Roc with golden wings, using endless zing magma as a foundation for road-swallowing, while the bird was at the core of the arrogant foundation ofmand! In a sh, the foundation ofmand zed supetively, arguably unmatched!


    As Cangsheng arrogantly read faster, and his Roc with golden wings persistently consumed and burned magma, as a result, two colossal Red Sea fiery seas were decisively formed under the arrogant guidance of Ao Cangsheng.