Chapter 3357: 3357-a fruitful harvest<div>
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The zing mes rose, illuminating the deep and silent abyss.
This piercing light dispelled the aura of death, causing the originally oppressive aura to dissipate without a trace.<div>
The ces with thick death energy were cold and dark, evil cold energy condensing everywhere.
Mortals who came into contact with such an environment were bound to be affected. If it was light, they would be unable to get up from a serious illness. If it was serious, they would die immediately.
When cultivators encountered such an environment, they had to be careful and vignt, as they would be affected if they were not careful.
However, as the mes rose, the harsh environment was reversed in an extremely short time.
This was also a kind of energy transformation, turning an unfavorable situation into an advantageous one. Cultivators often used this method.
If Tang Zhen’s main body was here, he would definitely disdain to use such a method because it was tooplicated.
Since there had to be a cause before the result could be obtained, the entire process was indispensable.
If it was a creator, he only needed a thought as the cause, and then a result was obtained in a second.
This was the difference between gods and mortals.
However, the soul avatar at this moment did not have such extraordinary means, so he could only choose to follow the rules and operate.
The corpses in the abyss were supposed to be absorbed by the flower of rules, bing food that could never be too much.<div>
However, under Tang Zhen’s control, it took on another form and disappeared from this special world.
If the cultivators had a choice, they might also thank Tang Zhen for letting them free themselves from the mes.
They weren’t afraid of death, but to be food for the flower of rules was clearly a humiliation.
The flower of rules, which was wrapped in mes, seemed to have no reaction. It did not reflect the light of the mes, nor did it absorb the heat of the mes.
It was as if it was in a different space from the mes. No matter how the mes manipted it, it would not damage the flower of rules.
However, Tang Zhen could see that the flower ofws truly existed in front of him. It was just that its resistance to mes was surprisingly high.
Tang Zhen wouldn’t give up so easily. Forging this kind of special object required sufficient patience.
When a craftsman refined special materials, it would take decades. This little time was not worth mentioning.
Even stone and steel could be melted, not to mention this kind of mental fire, which could melt everything in the world.
As long as the conditions were met, the flower of rules in front of him would definitely undergo new changes.
While Tang Zhen was observing, he continued to increase the intensity of the burning. More and more cultivators ‘remains were thrown into the sea of fire.<div>
At this moment, the temperature of the abyss was getting higher and higher, making one feel as if they were inside a furnace.
There was not a single drop of water in the dry air. No matter where it was, as long as it was touched by a spark, it would burn.
At this moment, the abyss hadpletely turned into a purgatory.
It was unknown whether the mes were too intense or the environment had be too dry, but the remains had also undergone a strange change.
Wisps of energy flew toward the burning mes like catkins.
Because of this energy, the me burned more and more fiercely, and its color gradually turned green and white.
For some unknown reason, the mes that could have destroyed everything were now exuding vitality.
Under certain circumstances, mes were rted to life, representing life born from death.
It was like a wildfire burning the mountain, leaving the ground scorched ck, but it could make the new nts grow more dense.
In the cultivation world, this kind of pursuit of destruction before establishment, seeking life in destruction, wasmon.
The most difficult part was how to stimte a chance of survival in this death.<div>
This was the most difficult step, and if he couldn’t do it, then death woulde.
With the emergence of the rich vitality, the flower of rules, which had not moved at all, began to show starry brilliance on the surface.
It was like a top-grade diamond, emitting a dazzling fire color, and it was constantly shing.
The appearance of these shes meant that a change had urred.
When Tang Zhen saw this scene, he once again increased the intensity of the mes and threw even more corpses into the mes.
But at this moment, something strange happened.
A gust of wind suddenly appeared in this bottomless abyss, sweeping up all the corpses.
Like falling leaves, they danced in the air and then fell into the mes in groups.
The originally greenish-white me had now turnedpletely colorless, as if it hadpletely disappeared.
However, the temperature it released had already reached a terrifying level. If ordinary metal was thrown into it, it would instantly turn into gas.
Under the terrifying heat of the mes, the flower ofws, which was originally flickering with light, began to show traces of patterns on its surface.
In fact, it was the original light spots that were connected and gathered together, thus forming this strange pattern.
As the me burned, the strange patterns became more and more concentrated, and finally connected into one.
It was like a turtle’s shell or the cracked earth, as if it could break and copse at any time.
A wisp of excitement shed across Tang Zhen’s eyes when he saw this scene. He knew that this was the result he wanted.
The temperature of the me was already intense enough. The next thing to do was to wait for the flower of rules to bepletely refined.
In fact, the current Tang Zhen was only betting on an oue. He was unable to determine what exactly would happen.
He would use his umted experience to make an attempt without much suspense, and thus reverse and break through the current predicament.
In the raging mes, one could vaguely see the faces of the cultivators who had died.
They were expressionless as they floated in the mes before slowly turning into nothingness.
However, there was one face that showed no signs of dissipating no matter how the mes burned. On the contrary, it became clearer and clearer as time passed.
Tang Zhen could clearly see that the face that was dancing in the sea of fire was clearly his own.
The face wandered in the mes, bing more and more full and lively because of the rich vitality. It actually gave people a sense of life.
It was as if a special life was being born from the mes.
But at this moment, there was a sudden fine cracking sound that reverberated in the abyss.
The cracks on the surface of the flower of rules suddenly erged. Then, like a piece of wall paint that had fallen off, they continuously peeled off from the side of the street.
In the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground like a copsed building.
The master of this world, the flower of rules pursued and nurtured by countless cultivators, hadpletely turned into a pile of debris.
“It’s over?”
Tang Zhen stared at the pile of ashes. A doubt shed across his eyes as he began to observe it even more seriously.
Soon, he discovered that there was actually a sh among the ashes, like a seven -colored gem.
Even though Tang Zhen had experienced many storms and waves, he could not help but reveal a joyous expression when he saw these things.
This was because he had a strong feeling that these things in front of him were the foundation for the creation ofws, the seeds ofws that cultivators were bitterly seeking.
As long as this substance was absorbed and cultivated properly, it would inevitably condense into rules recognized by the real world.
At that time, cultivators themselves would be the rules, and they would not have to borrow the rules like they did in the past.
At that moment, Tang Zhen wouldpletely crush the high-grade divine general and be a true Divine King expert!