Chaos God's Nest

Inside the cave, Yan Xiaohuang sat on the ground. According to what Elder Meng said, he decided to practice the domineering method.

The process of destroying one's own meridians and body was undoubtedly extremely painful. During this period, Yan Xiaohuang almost couldn't hold it in several times. Fortunately, he had extraordinary willpower and woke up several times when he was on the verge of fainting.

This process lasted for a full seven days before Yan Xiaohuang finally destroyed his meridians and body for the first time. Then he rekindled the divine fire and re-cultivated the realm of burning martial arts.

It took him a whole year to rebuild the Ranwu Realm for the first time. Fortunately, he had the Golden Crow Temple, a supreme artifact that could reverse the flow of time, so he didn't have to worry about the situation in the outside world.

The time he spent to rebuild the Ranwu Realm for the second time was obviously much shorter than before, but even so, it still took him a full ten months.

By the third time, it was eight months, and the fourth time was seven months, and the fifth time was six and a half months. Yan Xiaohuang could clearly realize that the time he spent on re-cultivating the Ranwu Realm was gradually decreasing.

Time flies, and a hundred years have passed in the Golden Crow Temple. During this period, Yan Xiaohuang has no idea how many times he has rebuilt the Ranwu Realm. The process is boring, but the pain he has to endure every time he destroys his meridians and body becomes more and more severe.

"I didn't expect that a hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye! In total, you have already re-cultivated the Burning Martial Realm nine hundred times. What? Do you want to continue?"

Old Meng asked slowly, with surprise and confusion in his words. He was surprised that Yan Xiaohuang could hold on, and he was confused as to why Yan Xiaohuang was so persistent.

"Of course I have to continue!" Yan Xiaohuang nodded and replied, "Although I don't know how many times I have to repair it, I am very clear about one thing, this method does have unimaginable effects!"

"Oh?" Elder Meng was surprised and asked, "So, you have gained something?"

"That's right!" Yan Xiaohuang nodded and replied, "To be honest, every time after I rebuilt my realm, I can clearly feel that my strength has become much stronger than before. Although it is not very obvious, after the accumulation and superposition of quantity, this feeling is obviously stronger! It can be said that I am now many times stronger than when I first rebuilt my realm!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

"That's right! And you, Elder Meng, should also be able to feel that my physical strength is constantly getting stronger than before! So in general, this method is indeed useful, but the process is relatively monotonous and boring, and it comes with great risks! Therefore, you need to concentrate every time you repair it. If you are not careful, you may lose all your previous efforts and lose everything!"

Hearing this, Elder Meng also smiled and sighed, then said: "Hey! I say you are really stubborn! With your talent, even if you don't cultivate to the extreme in this realm, you will have a great chance of reaching the pinnacle in the future. Why do you have to go to this point?"

Hearing what Elder Meng said, Yan Xiaohuang also smiled, and then replied: "As you said, perhaps everyone's pursuit is different! Compared with striving for the ultimate way and achieving the supreme body, I care more about whether I can complete the current task! And some things, either don't do it, or do it to the best of your ability!"

"Haha, you kid!" Old Meng laughed when he heard this, and then said nothing more.

Next, Yan Xiaohuang also continued his journey of reconstruction. This time he was more focused, almost to the point of selflessness. He destroyed his meridians and body time and time again, and rebuilt himself to the state of Ranwu again and again.

In order not to waste time in the outside world, he even increased the time rate in the Golden Crow Temple to a thousand times. This was the limit he could reach at present. In other words, only one year had passed in the outside world, but more than a thousand years had passed in the temple.

Gradually, Yan Xiaohuang even began to feel numb. If he had not felt that his strength was slowly increasing every time, he would have wanted to give up.

"This is the 9,998th time you have tried to cultivate the Ranwu Realm! But you still show no signs of reaching the pinnacle of this realm. Are you sure you want to continue?" Elder Meng asked again.

"Of course I have to continue! I won't give up until I reach the ultimate state!" Yan Xiaohuang nodded in response, and his eyes, which had been a little dull, burst into light again.

As he spoke, Yan Xiaohuang once again began to destroy his meridians and body, but this time, he clearly felt that the pain was many times more intense than before.

"hiss!"

His face was pale, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Click!

Obvious cracks appeared on his body, and then a nameless fire ignited from his body, burning all the meridians in his body.

"Damn it! Why is the pain so intense this time!" He said tremblingly while enduring the severe pain, with a look of extreme surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Could it be because it's about to succeed?" Mr. Meng asked in surprise.

"do not know!"

Yan Xiaohuang gritted his teeth and replied with difficulty, then he ignored Elder Meng and began to try to rebuild his Ranwu realm.

Unexpectedly, the process of rebuilding the Ranwu Realm this time became extremely slow, because this time, it took a full three hundred years for Yan Xiaohuang to light one third of the magic lamp.

Time flies, and more than three hundred years have passed in the Golden Crow Temple. Yan Xiaohuang has already lit one third of the magic lamps. At this moment, his face shows a joy that is difficult to conceal.

"What a terrifying power! Including the part that was lit earlier, I have only lit two-thirds of the magic lamp in total. But now my strength is probably enough to suppress an ordinary cultivator in the Divine Martial Realm with one hand!" Yan Xiaohuang said in surprise, with an increasingly joyful look in his eyes.

It was during this moment of trance that he seemed to suddenly think of something, and without saying a word he entered the state of cultivation again.

Time flies, and more than three hundred years have passed in the Golden Crow Temple. When Yan Xiaohuang opened his eyes again, two extremely terrifying rays of light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

“So that’s how it is. I have to cultivate again for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times before I can achieve the ultimate state of this realm!” Thinking about everything that happened before, Yan Xiaohuang said slowly.