Su Yi has indeed made some preparations for the coming of the dark age.

How can there be any eggs in a nest full of people?

When the world is undergoing drastic changes, no one can stay out of it.

Not to mention, Su Yi has long been put on the hunting list by many powerful enemies. Therefore, when the age of dark mythology comes, Qixia Island will inevitably become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, Su Yi has made some preparations for these disasters that are destined to happen in the past few years.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Qixia Island is destroyed.

What he cares about is people.

That's all.

"Brother Fuyou, how far has your moral conduct reached now?"

Suddenly, Wan Zitian asked.

Suddenly, all the old monsters present looked at Su Yi. This question was what they were most curious about.

In the past few years, Su Yi has not taken action again, but every time they see him, everyone is surprised to find that Su Yi's aura becomes more and more plain and plain.

Until now, he is just like an ordinary person.

Even the otherworldly charm was gone in his movements.

These old guys who have set foot on the peak of immortality cannot sense the fluctuations in Su Yi's cultivation even if they use the power of their spiritual consciousness to perceive it.

It is indeed no different from ordinary people!

"I am not sure as well."

Su Yi thought for a while and said, "Over the years, I have been tempering my state of mind, and the changes in my state of mind are difficult to classify by specific levels of cultivation."

These words did not hide anything.

The secret of "no attachment and no form" lies in tempering the heart and soul, and the transformation of the heart and soul will lead to subtle changes in the body's Taoism, spirit, soul, and qi and blood.

As everyone can see, as he continues to refine his state of mind, his aura is completely restrained and no one can detect it.

The temperament on the body returns to the most ordinary place, like all living beings in the world, like the grass and stones on the ground, like the light and dust floating between heaven and earth.

Refining its sharpness, resolving its confusion, harmonizing its light, and becoming the same as its dust!

No one who sees him would regard Su Yi as a person with good cultivation.

This level of realm seems particularly mysterious and unpredictable in the eyes of all the old friends here.

"How about you try it with Lao Wan?"

The spear demon Chi Wushu said coldly, "Last year, Lao Wan broke through the barrier, finally touched the threshold of the river of destiny, and sensed a breath of the eternal realm. And he is also a sword cultivator. I believe that in his heart

I'm afraid I've long wanted to compete with you."

Wan Zitian was startled, then laughed and cursed: "Chi Wushu, you are not me, how did you know that I want to compete with Brother Fuyou?"

Seeing him, he wanted to refuse, and other old monsters encouraged him.

"Lao Wan, real sword cultivators can't say no!"

"Yeah, what are you worried about? It's just a discussion. Regardless of success or failure, it's a training."

"You were defeated by Brother Fuyou back then, and now you have finally broken through your own realm. Don't you want to win back?"

"Don't be a coward, fight quickly!"

...Wan Zitian naturally knew that these old friends were making noises and using provocation.

However, it did hit his mark!

"Brother Fuyou, look..."

Wan Zitian looked at Su Yi, with a hint of war burning deep in his eyes.

Su Yi laughed, put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and said, "Let's give it a try."

Immediately, the two of them came under the sky.

Suddenly, everyone else on Qixia Island was also alarmed and stopped their movements.

Emperor Luo Qing, brother and sister Luo Xuanji, Lu Qingmei, mother and son Yi Chen, etc. all looked towards the sky.

"What is father going to do?"

Yi Chen couldn't help but said.

"Discuss."

Lu Qingmei said, "Aren't you curious about how powerful your father is?"

Yi Chen's eyes lit up, "Of course I want to know."

Not only him, but also everyone else on Qixia Island.

"Would you like to take a gamble?"

The Demon Lord of Six Desires said with great interest.

"What to bet on?"

The other old monsters were a little itchy.

"Of course it's a bet on the outcome."

"This is too boring, why not bet on how long Wan Zitian can last under Brother Fuyou's hand."

"Hey, you look down on Lao Wan so much?"

"Ahem, I'm not looking down on you, but who doesn't know that as early as six years ago, Brother Fuyou was able to defeat those characters who touched the threshold of destiny?"

"Well……"

"Then let's bet on how long Lao Wan can hold out before he loses!"

"good!"

... These words were not hidden, and Wan Zitian, who was standing under the sky, heard them clearly.

Suddenly, he felt angry and said to Su Yi: "Brother Fuyou, don't hold back, go out with all your strength!"

Su Yi laughed: "Understand, keeping it is disrespectful to you!"

Wan Zitian took a deep breath.

His energy roared, stirring the sky.

A powerful and unstoppable sword power spread in all directions, sweeping across the 30,000-mile boundless sea.

The noisy discussions in the audience suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere was silent.

The terrifying power of Wan Zitian made all the old monsters present feel moved.

At the end of the immortal road, there lies the threshold to the eternal road.

If you can touch this threshold, you are already beyond your peers, and your combat power can surpass those of your peers.

Just like Wan Zitian at this moment!

And if you can step into that threshold, it will be equivalent to transcending from the immortal path and embarking on the eternal path!

Of course, there are some special examples.

For example, Die, if he steps into that threshold with one foot, it can only be regarded as a half-step to eternity.

"It can be seen that you have integrated the mystery of the 'Way of Heaven's Death' into your own path."

Su Yi was surprised.

Wan Zitian's breakthrough in Taoism was astonishing, and his sword power was completely different from before.

Wan Zitian didn't say anything, but said in a deep voice: "Brother Fuyou, please!"

"please."

Su Yi nodded.

…

After a while.

The war ended.

The remaining sword energy in the sky raged freely, tearing the clouds apart and splitting the sky.

The brilliant sunset was crushed into countless pieces.

The whole place was dead silent.

There was silence.

There wasn't even a sound of wind.

Everyone stood there blankly, looking in a daze.
To be continued...