Confined to one's home at the start, studied for ten years, and became a saint and ancestor.

As Mei Zhili struggled, he suddenly discovered that two radiant suns had appeared in the dark world that had trapped him.

The moment it appeared, it burned his spirit with a stinging pain.

At that moment, he was like a demon exposed to the sunlight.

The words Lin Tianxiong had said before flashed through his mind: he would be punished by heaven.

The situation at this moment is exactly as described.

He felt immense fear and remorse, and even had the urge to kneel down and repent.

"That shouldn't be the case!"

"How could I regret it?!"

He was at least a late-stage Divine Martial Realm expert, and one of the best among them.

Mei Zhili quickly realized that something was wrong with him.

He should not be afraid, much less repent.

This is why the two suns in the sky had an impact on his mind.

"No, that's not right, that's not the sun!"

Mei Zhili realized the unexpected problem: the two enormous suns that had appeared were not derived from any other sun, but rather two eyes.

But at this moment, he was trapped in the other party's methods, and all his feelings no longer felt real.

The sun—that was a delusion of his consciousness.

boom!

A small golden pagoda appeared above Mei Zhili's head.

This is a supreme earth-rank treasure that he possesses, capable of defending against spiritual and soul-destroying attacks.

Since its inception, I've only actively used it a handful of times.

But today, the pressure from the spiritual and soul level made him realize that this opponent must be good at this.

Perhaps his current experiences are all fabricated.

The transformation of the world was actually an illusion caused by his mental attack.

Fortunately, he had such a treasure protecting him, otherwise he would have suffered a great loss today.

However, when the little tower protected him and isolated him from the mental attack, he found that the world had not changed. Only the two great suns in the sky flashed black and white for a moment in his eyes. They were indeed two eyes.

But that was all he received.

After that, everything remained the same!

He gazed for a moment into the two large eyes in the sky, which were as bright as the sun.

An endless chill swept over his entire body.

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

"Wait, how do you use this?!"

Mei Zhili summoned the sect's sacred sword from Tianmen Mountain, originally intending to make a desperate attempt using the Heavenly Rank martial art, the Heavenly Extreme Sword Technique.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten how to use the Heavenly Sword Technique.

At that moment, he remembered the name of the sword technique.

But the specifics of how it was used are becoming distant and blurry in my memory.

It seems that the great Dao that one comprehends every day does not exist at all.

He stared blankly at the Heavenly Sword, which emitted a blue light.

How do you use this thing?

By the way, what is his talent?

Mei Zhili felt increasingly uneasy, his mind filled with anxiety and unease.

A terrifying thought popped into his head.

He began to forget his martial arts.

Now, even his aura has begun to wane.

In such a short time, without realizing it, his cultivation level had dropped to the mid-stage of the Divine Martial Realm, and it was still declining.

Keep in mind that it took him nearly eighty years to go from the middle to the late stages of the Divine Martial Realm!

This is already a lifetime for an ordinary person.

But now, in a short moment, the fruits of his decades of hard work have vanished into thin air.

Why is there such a terrifying being among the divine warriors?!

This makes no sense. Great Xia shouldn't have such an amazing person!

This person must be from out of town.

But now, it's not a question of where others come from.

His cultivation level has already reached the early stage of Divine Martial Realm.

If this continues, he will lose his cultivation, and even his life.

"No, no! Give me back my Great Dao!"

Mei Zhili let out an extremely shrill and desperate roar.

He could not accept this result.

He would not allow himself to lose the great path he had pursued throughout his life, the fruits of his life's struggle and effort.

"King Yi, save me!"

In her desperate situation, Mei Zhili took out a black jade disc.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Mei Zhili, you'll still need me after all!"

A dark, elusive voice appeared.

"Stop talking nonsense, or I'm done for!"

"I agree to all the previous conditions!"

Mei no Ritsu roared.

As he finished speaking...

An ancient, desolate aura, imbued with an extremely fierce presence, revived from within the jade disc.

"Don't worry, I'm here...!"

The fleeting voice stopped abruptly halfway through its sentence, and even the resurgent ferocity retreated at an extremely fast speed.

It was as if a turtle, about to stick its head out to find food, sensed danger and immediately withdrew.

"King Yi? What do you mean?"

Mei Zhili sensed something was wrong.

However, he did not receive any response to his inquiry.

"Even if I die, you won't have an easy time!"

"Your remnant soul is right here; you can't escape!"

However, no matter what Mei Zhili said, there was no response from within the jade disc.

At this point, his strength had already dropped to the early stage of Divine Martial Realm.

Previously, in the later stages of the Divine Martial Realm, he had no power to resist.

At this point, it's basically a matter of waiting to die!

"Release me, and I will submit. I am Shenwu, and my combat power is among the best in the Great Xia Dynasty. I am useful!"

The only option left is to beg for mercy.

A true man can bend and stretch; Mei Zhili is not someone who can't let go of things.

He only cares about himself.

He wanted to pursue the Great Dao, and he wanted to witness the world's changes over the millennia.

He doesn't want to die!

However, Lu Feifan remained unmoved by this.

After Mei Zhili's realm fell to the Grandmaster realm.

With a sudden clench of his hand, he crushed Mei Zhili, who was begging for mercy, to death.

"Mei Feiyang, you damn bastard! I should have shot you against the wall back then!"

This was his final, defiant outburst.

After crushing him to death, Lu Feifan's martial arts true energy in his palm burned into fire, reducing Mei Zhili to ashes.

If you say you'll grind my bones to dust, then grind my bones to dust.

He then put the ashes in a cloth bag.

The ashes should also be disposed of separately.

After doing all this, he looked at the storage ring in his palm and a jade disc in his hand.

These are all relics of Mei Zhili.

Lu Feifan glanced at the storage ring and then moved it away.

As the Supreme Elder of Tianmen Mountain, any item belonging to Mei Zhili that slips out of his possessions can drive countless people crazy.

If his entire fortune were to be revealed, it could shake the world, causing forces of all sizes to scramble and resulting in endless slaughter.

But this does not include Lu Feifan.

The most precious things he possessed were the Heavenly Sword and the Heavenly Sword Technique.

But Lu Feifan is already fully equipped, so he doesn't care about anything else.

If even Heavenly Rank treasures are like this to him, then what about other treasures that are lower than Heavenly Rank treasures?

Lu Feifan complained that these things took up too much space.

Therefore, the only thing that interested Mei Zhili was the jade disc that had previously released a vast and fierce aura.

It seemed like something was about to come out and mess with him.

But knowing they couldn't afford to offend them, they hid away.

"Come out, or I'll have to do it!"

Lu Feifan said calmly.