Chapter 241 Six Paths of Samsara Fist

The horror of the Life Forbidden Zone is that even with Ye Fan and Zixia’s current cultivation level, they are unable to carve divine patterns to cross the void and can only rely on their own bodies. If Zixia did not have the bronze ring of the Henren Emperor, she would not dare to jump back and forth in this devilish land.

The road sign clearly pointed to the abyss. “Are you still going? All the slaves came up from the bottom!” Ye Fan asked in a low voice.

“Go!” Zixia’s answer was concise and decisive, without any hesitation. It showed her absolute trust in Ye Zi.

The two then slowly climbed down along the edge of the abyss. The abyss was filled with crisscrossing cracks, each of which was like a wound torn in the earth, with black mist flowing out. These cracks were bottomless, like the entrance to hell, exuding a cold breath that was creepy. The surging power in them was inexplicably strange, and seemed to be able to devour the source of the Tao between heaven and earth, making people feel suffocated and oppressed.

Even Ye Fan, who was as strong as the Ancient Saint Body, seemed vulnerable in front of this power. He felt his vitality rapidly draining away, his skin gradually becoming rough and dry, and even his movements became a little slow. However, he did not retreat, but held Zixia’s hand tightly, using the bronze ring on her hand to resist the erosion of “Desert”.

The bronze ring emitted a faint golden light, enveloping the two of them in a small warm barrier. As long as they were in contact with each other and shared the pressure, they could temporarily resist the invasion of the outside world.

As they continued to go deeper into the abyss, the surrounding scene became more and more bizarre. A thick mist quietly appeared, as if it was condensed from time itself, silently depriving all vitality and energy. The mist was mixed with tiny fragments of time, and every touch would give people the illusion of being in another world, as if they had experienced reincarnation again and again. Fortunately, the bronze ring was still stable, providing them with a little breathing space.

Time lost its meaning here. After an unknown amount of time, they had already passed the location of the Five-Color Altar, but the abyss still had no end. They did not find the legendary “Huang” nor any trace of Huang slaves. The entire abyss was dead silent, with only occasional low whimpers echoing in their ears, as if some unknown existence was spying on their every move in the darkness.

Finally, they climbed down the fault of the abyss and came to a huge ruin hidden underground. It seemed like the ruins of a lost heaven. Even without the sun, it was still full of vitality. Exotic flowers and plants dotted the area, emitting a faint fluorescence, making the whole area look like a dream. The air was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if every inch of land carried the weight of time.

In the center of the ruins, a towering monument attracted their attention. The monument was tall and majestic, with mottled marks on its surface, and it had obviously experienced countless years of wind and frost erosion. However, it still stood tall, revealing an unshakable majesty. Three vigorous characters were engraved on the monument, with ancient and mysterious strokes, making it impossible to identify their meaning. But Ye Fan and Zixia did not pay too much attention to these words, but quickly shifted their sights to the side of the monument – there stood a familiar sign, which was the mark left by Ye Zi.

Following the direction indicated by the sign, the two continued forward. Soon, another more magnificent ancient monument appeared in front of them. This was a spiritual stone monument, with a faint blue light all over it, as if it was condensed from stars. The monument was engraved with complex runes, and each line seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth, flickering with weak fluctuations. What was even more shocking was that those runes turned into strands of invincible fist intent, bursting out from the monument and soaring into the sky.

“Six Paths of Samsara Fist!” Although they could not decipher the words on the stele, these five words resounded directly in their minds like a huge bell. At that moment, six vague and ancient “worlds” emerged in the depths of their consciousness, each emitting a vast power like the creation of the world. They intertwined and rotated with each other, forming a trajectory that exceeded the limits of understanding, as if the laws of the universe were concretely presented.

Ye Fan and Zixia held their breath, feeling the impact of this force. Their bodies seemed to be wrapped in invisible ripples, and every resonance made their souls tremble. This sense of oppression did not come from external threats, but from the instinctive awe of powerful forces deep in their hearts.

Suddenly, a strange wave surged out from the ancient monument, enveloping the two. Their consciousness was pulled into a void space in a trance, and the scene in front of them suddenly changed. The originally quiet environment disappeared in an instant, replaced by a vast and boundless void world. There was deathly silence all around, and only the towering figure of the man stood in it.

His black hair was thick like a waterfall, dancing wildly in the air; his eyes were wild and unruly, revealing a majesty beyond the ordinary. His fists swung slowly, and the movements seemed slow, but they contained a terrifying power that made people’s heart palpitate. Every time he swung his fists, it seemed to cause the resonance of the entire world. The destructive aura directly impacted the two people’s souls, making people feel that the heavens and the world would fall because of it.

“What a domineering boxing style!” Ye Fan was shocked and couldn’t help but exclaimed in a low voice. He had never seen such pure and fierce power before. Every blow seemed to tear the universe apart. Zixia also frowned, her eyes fixed on the man, trying to peek into the secret of boxing from his movements.

The two of them devoted themselves to meditation, and the sound of the great Dao rang in their ears, roaring continuously. Strange visions emerged one after another: the collapse of the galaxy, the overturning of mountains, the alternation of the sun and the moon… Even the suffocating “wild” atmosphere was forcibly dispelled at this moment, winning them a brief peace.

As the mysterious man’s fist fell, the surrounding void began to crack, turning into a desolate little universe. However, this world evolved from the fist could not withstand the pressure at all, and in an instant it was covered with dense cracks, and finally collapsed. But the mysterious man did not stop, and each punch was heavier than the previous one, like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, and the entire space fell apart under his attack.

Zixia stared at the scene and explained softly, “This is the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist! A supreme fist technique that has been legendary for a long time. It is based on the six ancient worlds and combines the power of the creation of the world. It is invincible in the world.” Her voice was a little solemn. “It is said that once this fist is perfected, it can crush all obstacles without the help of any magic weapon or weapon. No matter whether it is the supreme rules or the peerless strong, they can’t resist its crushing.”

The mysterious man continued to swing his fist, combining the six evolved ancient worlds into one, and then suddenly smashed into the void. At that moment, the world seemed to have lost all its brilliance, the stars were extinguished, and everything returned to nothingness. That kind of absolute power directly broke all the rules and constraints, leaving people with nothing but admiration for its peak.

Ye Fan was dazzled, especially when he felt his holy body resonating with the boxing technique, a huge fighting spirit surged in his heart. He could clearly feel that his blood was boiling, his bones were trembling, and even every cell was cheering.

(End of this chapter)