Girls' Literature
The scattered flesh and blood mist floated up from the ground, gathering together.
But even more emerged from the void, gradually filling the skeleton and reforming into Ye Tian's figure.
"How could you possibly have survived?! I have the blessing of the Myriad Realms—I am invincible!" The man could not believe it. He could not believe Ye Tian had survived such an attack.
"Oh? Then look at the worlds under your control. Which one is not filled with wailing, with countless living beings suffering devastation?"
Hearing Ye Tian's words, the man lowered his head. At some unknown point, countless souls had appeared within the projections of the Myriad Realms. Those souls struggled desperately, squeezing forward as if trying to escape. This abnormal change was also weakening the man's strength.
Ye Tian had deliberately allowed himself to be struck down earlier. With the depth of his cultivation, he could not contend against the Myriad Realms, because the Prajna Void Scripture cultivated only one realm as its source.
Perhaps cultivating this scripture had been wrong from the very beginning. Though it had brought Ye Tian many conveniences along the way, it was still wrong.
Only the Myriad Realms themselves could contend against the Myriad Realms—or he himself had to become the Myriad Realms.
That was why Ye Tian had come up with this plan. His blood had splattered across those projections, indirectly affecting the worlds within them. Every drop of Ye Tian's blood transformed into his body, pulling in the souls of ancient martyrs within those worlds and making them react, thereby affecting the man himself.
Using this opportunity, Ye Tian cleansed the Prajna Void Scripture from his body. Through such frequent battles, he had long since comprehended a cultivation method of his own, then cultivated it to great completion