One hundred and forty-five episodes
On top of the mountain.
Insufficient wore a new white shirt, with a strip of earthy gray animal skin belt tied around his waist. Although his hair was disheveled and his face was dirty, he stood proudly with an air of confidence that accentuated his rugged good looks. Jing Er stared at Insufficient without blinking, as if she wanted to take him in completely.
"Not enough brother! Not enough brother!......"
Chang'er whispered softly without stopping.
"A tiny cultivator of the Law Body dares to show no fear in front of a mighty cultivator like me? This city has talented individuals who can be molded, what a pity! Kill!"
Yi Xiu suddenly let out a loud roar. Before the sound had even faded, the cultivators flew in to attack. Without even lifting an eye to look, it was the disciples of Yi Xiu's sect who were leading the charge. The True Immortal Taiyi stood with her sword at the ready, and her disciple Gao Wuyou charged forward. The sect leader shouted loudly:
"Obtained it cannot be, destroy it! Kill!"
Insufficient tiger eyes slightly flash, sighed and said:
"Yi Xiu Men is like a home and country to some people, but to Yi Xiu Men, some families are abandoned like worn-out shoes! Such is the warmth and coldness of the world!"
He let out a loud roar and charged forward. The first one to meet him was the Eight Great Mountain Men, who were originally not worthy of being considered as enemies, but at this critical moment when life and death hung in the balance, coupled with their cultivation in the demonic path, they came at him with ferocious faces, insufficient to make him take out his Four Symbols Formation, his entire body's power was mobilized like one, and he would certainly use his killing technique, the Heart Method, to manipulate it with his hands, and then charge forward and attack.
Boom!
A loud crash. Insufficient to withstand the hammer blow, it slipped out and fell into the earth and rocks on the mountain top, leaving only a small half of its body with fresh blood gushing out.
The Eight Great Mountain Men were blocked and flew around in a flash, leaving the battle group. His face was full of surprise and astonishment, and he was speechless for a while!
"Your Holiness! Your Holiness! Is the Dharma body at peace?"
Insufficient strength to extricate himself, he had not yet stood firm when more than a dozen powerful cultivators launched a full-force attack, rushing towards him. These dozen or so cultivators were all at the Small Round Completion stage, and before their attack even arrived, a strong gust of wind swept over, sending the dust and rocks on the mountain peak that had been trampled by the Eight Great Mountain Men flying into the air like dust and mist. The sound was deafening, and the dust flew everywhere, filling an area of several hundred feet, making it impossible to see. Not enough to recognize the divine transformation, the dust would soon clear, revealing all the movements of the cultivators in the surroundings. Seeing a slight gap, he suddenly rushed outwards. Barely avoiding this fatal attack. However, although his body retreated swiftly, he had already been affected by their residual power, rolling and falling to the ground, tumbling towards the mountain cliff.
"Not enough, brother!"
Chang'er let out a mournful and piercing cry, ignoring the dozens of cultivators attacking from behind her. She flew towards him, managing to barely catch him just in time. However, the attacks from behind her continued to come relentlessly.
"Chang'er!"
Insufficient, yet loudly shouting. Both eyes are red like blood, gritting teeth and gnashing jaws.
Boom!
A loud explosion, Tiangong's borrowed body burst open, shattered flesh and bones, dripping fresh blood scattered everywhere.
"Ah! Ah!......"
Insufficiently frantic yelling, completely forgetting the dangers all around!
"Kill!"
Dozens of cultivators completely ignored her, one strike killed this beautiful female cultivator, and without a slight pause, they surrounded and attacked.
Boom!
Another deafening explosion erupted. A golden light circle burst forth, momentarily blinding everyone with its radiance. In the blink of an eye, the smoke dispersed, leaving only a golden aura bursting out from the center! The dozens of cultivators who had charged in from all directions were sent flying like broken leaves, with eight or nine out of ten being torn to shreds. Even those who had cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, their primordial spirits and divine consciousnesses, all vanished into thin air. In the sky, there were also over a dozen tiny primordial spirit bodies drifting about, all seemingly in a state of deep sleep, completely unaware of the need to escape.
The bloody fog dispersed.
The dust has settled.
The golden light disappeared.
The fallen one lay before her eyes, a white-robed woman gazed at him with tears in her eyes.
"Insufficient brother! I am Jin Chan'er, a snake demon who has cultivated to perfection. Due to fate, we met and I borrowed a body to accompany you. You pitied me and once vowed to accompany me for three lifetimes. However, heaven did not bless me, and now the great calamity has arrived, I have no choice but to break my vow. This one farewell may become an eternal parting! Insufficient brother, I..."
At this moment, the dozen or so surviving Yuan Shen little people floating in the air seemed to suddenly realize something and shouted in unison as they scattered to escape. Chang'er pointed her hand, and the void was sealed off, causing the little people to seem as if they had been subjected to a immobilization technique, all of them with their mouths agape, stupidly making running motions, frozen in mid-air without moving.
Chang'er stared blankly, her eyes welling up with tears. In the distance, dark clouds rolled in from all directions, shrouding the sky. Chang'er handed a package to Bu Xu and said:
"Insufficient brother, in the Jiuling Shen Box, there is your mother's soul and spirit, as well as my younger sister Bai Jiao Jiao's soul and spirit. I hope you will treat them with kindness!"
"Chang'e, ............"
The sky suddenly darkened greatly. Jin Chan'er raised her head and took a glance at those ominous clouds:
"Insufficient elder brother, I will go too!"
Then he flew away, shedding tears as he went into the distance.
"Chang'er!"
Insufficient to call out, suddenly the voice is hoarse, choking with difficulty. Then he stared foolishly at the beautiful shadow leaving in the distance.
Distant calamity clouds gather, a thousand miles of dark clouds rolling. The thick clouds spread out, layer upon layer, with a glossy black color, shocking and stirring the heart. Between heaven and earth, it was suddenly dark and gloomy, without daylight, as if it were night, one couldn't even see their own fingers! Insufficient to recognize the divine transformation of dust, tightly following Chang'er, Chang'er transmitted her voice:
"Inadequate brother, the power of heavenly punishment destroys human souls and annihilates two gods. Absolutely do not regard me as a recognizable god, quickly withdraw your recognizing god!"
"Chang'e, something, something......"
That insufficiently knowledgeable divine golden man opened his mouth, but could only say something like "certain, certain", yet couldn't utter a single word.
The old place of Wan Jie Yuan.
"Gentlemen, if you continue to be at a stalemate, it's not the best strategy. Why don't each of us send out our top three cultivators to that place where they are fleeing? Whatever the outcome, let heaven decide. As for those who stay behind to guard this land, including Lu Xiansheng and my family's Easy Repair Sect, the karmic connection is not small. They have already descended, so why don't we just sit down and wait with a cup of tea?"
Yi Xiu Men's ancestor smiled and said.
The five parties discussed and decided to enter the Daoist peak separately, with Lu Xian San going to repair. Those who were not enough fled quickly, while Yu Xiu followed the easy-to-repair door master to the Easy-to-Repair Immortal Mansion for tea.
But for a moment, the tea-tasting monks suddenly stopped in unison. All of them were like carved statues, some with cups raised, others drinking water, some leaning forward to take things from the plates on the table, some chatting, and others listening intently. The postures of all the monks came to a halt at this moment. After a few breaths, they looked at each other calmly, their faces filled with shock and fear.
"What is the Great Ability of Breaking Emptiness?"
Yi Xiu's parents, Taizong and Gaozong, almost exclaimed in unison.
"The virtuous couple spoke thus, it must be so! However, in the nearly ten thousand years since then, apart from the wise and confused Historian, there has been no other cultivator who broke through the void. Who is this person?"
"Is this the breath of the void?"
"Kaiyun has already formed! Ah! It's undoubtedly a broken void crossing tribulation!"
Many cultivators fled from Yi Xiu's immortal mansion and stepped on clouds to ascend to the ninth heaven.
"Is this place where he crossed over actually the puppet's hiding spot?"
"Exactly! Not bad at all."
"Why don't we all go? Firstly, we can capture that puppet, secondly, we can also take a closer look at the scene of its destruction to broaden our horizons, and thirdly, this opportunity is rare in a thousand years, and it will be greatly beneficial for our cultivation."
"Such an opportunity is truly rare; if we carefully grasp it, we can avoid the wrong paths that our predecessors have taken for hundreds of years. However, I absolutely cannot go!"
"What's this?"
"It is recorded in ancient classics that the place of Broken Void is a location where the heavenly and earthly energies are in disarray. Cultivating here may lead to internal energy chaos, causing one to go mad and die from inner fire. Even if there is no such calamity, it is still not advisable to come here. During the time of Broken Void, the upper and lower realms communicate, generating a poisonous energy that can be deadly or cause lifelong stagnation in cultivation. Therefore, the place of Broken Void is always protected by heaven, and no one can obstruct it."
"Can one really go in person under the gate of the Way?"
"Yes! However, I am already struggling to keep up with the Tao, how dare I proceed?"
"Earlier, each of them had over a dozen powerful cultivators who were at the peak of their cultivation. Now, it's likely that they have already arrived!"
"Would this not bring calamity upon them as well?"
"All I can say is that fate has run out! What else can be done?"
The crowd fell silent, all closed their eyes and meditated, no longer mentioning cultivation.

