"Such strong recovery ability, almost comparable to mine!"
Xu Long muttered to himself, sensing that he had met his match.
That last move shattered Zhang San's body, but I never expected he could recover.
If nothing unexpected happens, he should possess a spell similar to " Time Reversal," or, like Xu Long, have an extremely shameless level of regenerative ability.
"This is not restoration, but reshaping. As long as my consciousness remains, I can continue to reshape myself."
Zhang San stretched his body and said nonchalantly.
"Consciousness? You keep talking about consciousness, but what is consciousness? Is it another name for the soul?"
Xu Long frowned and asked.
At first, he thought consciousness was the same as the soul, but after listening to Zhang San, it seemed that this was not the case.
Consciousness and soul have many similarities, but they are also fundamentally different.
"Consciousness is a very mysterious thing. In my time, the path from understanding consciousness to successfully condensing it into will was called the Path of Immortality. As the king of humanity in this era, you should have heard the saying, 'My will is immortal.' This is not a figurative statement, but a true statement. Consciousness is related to experience, knowledge, and emotions, which are also the main components of consciousness."
At this point, a deep jealousy suddenly surfaced on Zhang San's face. "Your human ancestors, for the sake of the race's continuation, may have shed the power of their bloodline, but they infused wisdom, courage, and perseverance into their souls. Compared to other races, you humans can more easily solidify your will. Perhaps this is why humans have been able to rule the Great Wilderness."
Zhang San's words were mumbled, but Xu Long understood them fairly well.
Consciousness governs the soul; a person's experiences, knowledge, emotions, and other aspects constitute consciousness. Without consciousness, a person is an idiot. Without a soul, a person is a vegetable.
To ascend to immortality as a mortal, one must not only transform one's physical body into an immortal form capable of containing immortal energy, but also transform one's soul into a more powerful True Spirit.
However, if one wishes to become an immortal Saint, not only must there be corresponding requirements for the physical body and soul, but one must also condense a will.
The will of Saint is immortal; this is no joke.
Of course, this refers to genuine Saint, not puppets threatened or controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
"You've condensed your will?"
Xu Long asked a question, but he immediately rejected it as soon as he spoke.
If Zhang San has developed a conscious will, then there's no need to fight him.
"Of course not. I merely used a secret technique to fix my consciousness at a certain stage. As long as my consciousness remains, I can Rebirth Divine Hall Wuxian. Want to kill me? You're far from it."
Zhang San chuckled, his face full of arrogance.
"I see!"
Xu Long nodded, but didn't believe his nonsense.
Just as he often lies to deceive his enemies, his enemies can naturally lie to deceive him in return.
The idea of Wuxian Rebirth Divine Hall is complete nonsense.
The same strategy was used: to continuously deplete Zhang San's strength.
Even if we can't win, it doesn't matter; we can just return to the Yanhuang Divine Kingdom and hide.
As Xu Long's strength increased, the scope of his domain also continued to expand.
At present, two-thirds of Oceania is covered by the domain.
If Zhang San dares to go in, Xu Long has a way to kill him.
Even if we can't kill him, it doesn't matter. We can just suppress him in some deserted place, out of sight, out of mind.
Sizzle!
Swords flashed, and Xu Long and Zhang San clashed once again.
This guy is very strong, but he's also incredibly brainless.
For a powerful figure like Xu Long, blindly stacking strength is useless; coordination in all aspects is necessary.
The sharp sword light carried an incredibly terrifying power, piercing straight through Zhang San's body.
Almost visibly, the Power of Oblivion rapidly eroded his body, and he vanished without a trace in less than a breath.
However, the next moment, Zhang San reappeared, once again at his peak.
"What's going on? Could it really be like he said, that one can Rebirth Divine Hall Wuxian?"
Xu Long pondered to himself that the possibility was almost zero.
If such a bugged ability truly existed, then one wouldn't have perished in the great calamity of the ancient times.
There must be something fishy going on here!
"You're very strong, stronger than I imagined. You're qualified to be my opponent!"
Zhang San had a disdainful look on his face, as if he were the only one worthy of respect in the world.
Unfortunately, he's just a scumbag, or perhaps just a waste of air.
"Idiot!"
He snorted dismissively and charged forward again, sword in hand.
bite!
A suit of armor appeared out of nowhere. Zhang San swung his fist and used his hard gauntlets to block the World-Breaking Blade.
However, although it blocked the view, it only lasted for a few seconds.
The Power of Oblivion continued to erode it, and the gauntlet turned to ashes almost instantly.
Moreover, the Power of Oblivion spreads upwards along the gauntlet, and it won't be long before it completely erodes it.
laugh!
Using his palm as a knife, he severed his entire right arm at the root, and it regenerated in the Kung Fu Hustle of an eye.
"Hahaha! You can't kill me!"
Zhang San's face was like that of a madman, his bloodthirsty and savage gaze like that of a hungry wolf spotting its prey.
This guy uses some kind of method, he can recover quickly every time he gets injured, and you can't tell he's injured at all.
Sizzle!
The sword light flashed continuously, each time killing Zhang San.
This guy was like a sitting duck, and he stopped resisting altogether.
However, Xu Long discovered something extremely terrifying: Zhang San's body was gradually adapting to the erosion of the Power of Oblivion.
Each time he is killed, his resistance to Power of Oblivion increases by a fraction.
Although extremely small, it is still quite terrifying.
If one were to die millions of times, perhaps one could become completely immune to the erosion of the Power of Oblivion.
Don't underestimate this slight improvement; compared to others, it provides a tremendous advantage.
However, even if Zhang San could withstand millions of deaths, Xu Long couldn't.
Men, don't say you can't!
But this really won't do!
"Perhaps I've overlooked something..."
Xu Long murmured to himself, releasing his mental power and beginning to perceive everything around him as much as possible.
Of course, he focused most of his attention on Zhang San.
"Why did you stop fighting? Got scared? Can't take it anymore? I thought you were a tough guy, but you're such a coward."
Hearing Zhang San's sarcastic words, Xu Long acted as if he hadn't heard them and continued with his own perception.
The more Zhang San mocked him, the more it revealed his guilty conscience.
Xu Long's investigation direction is almost certainly correct!
Sizzle!
Sword light flashed, and Zhang San's body was Oblivion.
However, Xu Long perceived it differently.
Zhang San's body did not disappear; instead, it dispersed beforehand to avoid the erosion of the Power of Oblivion.
In addition, a special force seeped in from outside the space, carrying away the Power of Oblivion.
This led to the scene we saw earlier.
Zhang San's body was "destroyed" and then instantly "restored".