The world was already in chaos. Lin Xiao was clearly above the surface of the ring sea, but ten feet away, he could see mountains and flowing water, the yellow sand of the desert, and the green willows and red flowers.

At a glance, the surroundings are full of different scenery, and the adjacent spaces are constantly moving and changing without any rules. Even the square inches of space where Lin Xiao and Bai Chen are located are also constantly changing their positions.

And between every square inch of space, there is a space crack that is one foot wide.

Any monk can easily jump over a distance of one foot, but this short one-foot wide space crack is as insurmountable as a natural chasm. Any monk who tries to physically pass through the space crack, regardless of his level or strength, will not be able to cross it.

With one exception, all were destroyed in the turbulent flow of space.

Whether it is the human monks from Cangxuan Sea or the demon monks from the Netherworld, no one who has ever seen such a situation is not panicked or scared, especially the many low-level demons in the Netherworld who are not very intelligent.

Under great fear, they only knew how to flee in panic, and many of them rushed directly into the space cracks.

In contrast, after experiencing the initial panic, the human monks were able to gradually calm down, keep trying, and after spending countless lives, monks with higher realms could predict the cracks in space by sensing the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The emergence of the space rift further confirms that it is impossible to forcibly cross the space rift.

After the sky and the earth were divided into square-inch spaces, everyone calmed down a lot. Although the scene of the surrounding space constantly changing seemed scary, at least the square-inch spaces were basically stable, and no new space cracks appeared.

Everyone soon discovered that as long as they stayed within the small space they were in, there was no danger for the time being.

In a square inch of space, disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect and Qingxia Sect were staying together. Su Yun was discussing the current situation with Luo Nantian. Su He, Ning Yu, Luo Ling and others were also making suggestions.

Many Qingxia Sect disciples were cleaning up the corpses around them, including those from the demon clan and Qingxia Sect disciples. It was obvious that they had just experienced a bloody battle not long ago, and even the bodies of several members of the Lingxiao Sword Sect could be seen.

The bloodstains are just the bloodstains of the enemy.

As time went by, the battle between the Cangxuan monks and the Youming demon clan naturally became more and more intense. After repelling Wu Yue's clone, the group entered Qingqiuling and encountered many demon clan troops on the way.

Compared to the Cangxuan monks, the number of demon clans in the Netherworld is many times greater, especially the low-level demon clans like the rat demons.

The fighting almost never stops.

In the subsequent battle, Su Yun intentionally let the Qingxia Sect disciples practice. Only when encountering a powerful enemy would the Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples take action.

Qingxia Sect is one of the ten largest sects in Cangxuan Sea. Needless to say, the talents of its disciples are all top-notch geniuses. However, it is precisely because of the power of Qingxia Sect that its disciples often lack the experience of life and death, especially in recent times.

Disciples who have started within ten years.

The road of cultivation is full of difficulties and obstacles. The cultivation of Kung Fu and martial arts is important, but the tempering of mind and will is equally important. A monk who has not experienced the hardships of life and death cannot go very far on the road of cultivation, and such a monk once

When encountering a life-and-death battle, it is easy to be counterattacked by opponents who are not as good as yourself but have experienced life-and-death experience.

The Qingxia Sect does not need such flowers that are superficial but cannot withstand the damage of wind and rain. What the Qingxia Sect needs is a tree with a solid foundation that can still stand tall even if the wind blows or rains.

However, the road to growth has always been difficult and dangerous, and a holy war is like a big wave for these sect disciples. After all, only a few people can become truly strong.

After successive battles, more than 30% of the Qingxia Sect's disciples were lost, and more than half of the remaining disciples suffered injuries of varying degrees of severity. However, in general, the surviving disciples have been transformed, and their eyes are no longer top-notch.

The sect's arrogance has become much more perseverant and courageous.

At this time, Su Yun, Luo Nantian and others were discussing important matters. The disciples of the Qingxia Sect also consciously kept vigil around. Su Yun no longer needed to give special orders. Moreover, along the way, everyone's opinions towards their sect leader were vaguely based on Luo Nantian's.

We have become accustomed to this attitude. When we first entered Lost Hills, many people were very curious about Doluo Nantian's identity, but as time went by, they gradually became numb.

Su Yun looked at Luo Nantian, and there was a touch of softness in the depths of her eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect, as if no matter where she was, as long as she could be with the man in front of her, there would be no fear of the sky falling or the earth falling.

"Senior Brother Luo, your formation skills are unparalleled. No one in Cangxuan Sea is more sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth than you. Can you tell what is happening in this world?" Su Yun asked.

Luo Ling and others also looked at Luo Nantian. Not only was Luo Nantian the strongest, but he also had the most experience in participating in the Holy War. Facing this unprecedented situation, Luo Nantian had the most say.

Luo Nantian closed his eyes slightly, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he carefully felt the changes between heaven and earth.

After thinking for a long time, Luo Nantian said: "I don't think the sky and the earth collapsed as you guessed before. I prefer that the world was artificially divided into many parts."

"Man-made?"

As soon as Luo Nantian told his speculation, others already looked shocked. If Luo Nantian didn't say this seriously, everyone would just regard it as a joke.

"Dad, when did this happen? Don't tell me." Luo Ling said. Ever since the space crack appeared, she could always see a trace of worry in her eyes.

"I have carefully observed that every square inch of space is ten feet square. If it were not caused by human effort, how could every space be the same size?"

"But, is there really someone who can split the world?" Su Yun asked. Not only she, but everyone had the same question.

Although he knew that Luo Nantian wouldn't talk nonsense, it was too unbelievable to create the world with human power alone.

Luo Nantian nodded and said: "I once saw such a statement in an ancient book on formations in Daozang Pavilion, saying that there is a spiritual energy of space attribute in this world. If one can understand the power of space attribute artistic conception, he can control the space at will.

I think the current situation is the work of someone who understands the artistic conception of space."

"Even if someone can really understand the artistic conception of space, how high a state does it need to separate the whole world? If it's just the Divine Sea realm, I'm afraid it's impossible to do it, right?" Ning Yu asked after listening.

road.

"Of course not at the Divine Sea Realm." Luo Nantian said, "I even guess that masters at the Sage Realm may not be able to achieve this level!"

"If even wise men can't do it, wouldn't that mean..."
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