Xiao Yi's eyes slowly raised and he looked directly at the mural on the ninth floor in front of him.

In the entire tower of the sky.

There are nine floors in total, and each floor has a mural.

The first eight levels represent the seven emotions and six desires respectively. During the process of comprehending, Xiao Yi's state of mind was also greatly improved.

He was also curious before, what does the mural on the ninth floor contain?

He was able to trap King Zhentian for hundreds of thousands of years and never fully understand it?

But just at this glance... Xiao Yi's figure suddenly shook.

The pupils contracted violently, and ripples turned around in his eyes.

It turned into two vortexes.

Continuously spinning.

It seemed to have turned into two dark bottomless pits! This pupil actually reflected the scene of the mural in front of him, and the mural was an ancient pair of eyes.

These eyes are grayish-white.

It consists of layers after layers, as if it is two vortexes.

It seems that the depth of these eyes leads to the end of the world and directly connects to the end of the world.

Xiao Yi's consciousness was also immediately involved in the mural.

He found that he had become a supreme god! Hanging high above the Nine Heavens.

Looking down on all living beings.

Watch the world rebirth and the world die.

Watching the creatures first, watching the destruction of the gods... the cycle of life and death.

Everything is running in an orderly manner under the rules of the law of heaven.

At the beginning... Looking at the separation of life and death, watching the separation of wives and children, Xiao Yi still felt a little throbbing and unbearable.

But as he saw more, he gradually became indifferent.

Indifference to life and death.

Indifference to parting.

Ignore everything...but.

No matter the destruction of heaven and earth, no matter the reincarnation of creatures a hundred times, he is still a noble god.

No one could shake him at all.

Gradually, even Xiao Yi himself became accustomed to this indifference and ruthlessness.

Suddenly... the picture changed.

Xiao Yi found that he was no longer the cruel and ruthless god, but became a kind new god.

Seeing the separation of life and death, he was compassionate to the heavens and others.

He empathized with the gods as they fell.

Seeing the mortals tortured by diseases and pain, he felt unbearable... In order to cut off the harm caused by the flood to mortals, Xiao Yi transformed into a mortal and led everyone to dig canals, clear the river channels, and control the flood.

Seeing the disease and plague raging, Xiao Yi transformed into a barefoot doctor, walked around the world, tasted hundreds of herbs, wrote medical books, and diagnosed the common people.

The demons outside the domain invaded and the gods fell one after another.

Xiao Yi stood up, fought against the demons, and saved the gods from danger... However... this time, after completing the control of the flood, Xiao Yi was shocked by his high position and great power.

He was feared by the emperor and was eventually beheaded on false charges, and a family of nine tribes were wiped out.

He tasted all kinds of herbs and wrote medical books to save the people, but he eventually died of poison due to the accumulation of poison from all kinds of herbs.

He stepped forward to fight against the demons, saved the gods of the heavens, and finally the Lord of the demons outside the domain came.

In order to be peaceful, the gods of the heavens sacrificed Xiao Yi according to the conditions of the Lord of the Demons outside the domain.

Compared to the ruthless gods, no one can shake them from beginning to end.

Be high above and rule the world.

In this life, the kind god suffered many hardships and ended up miserably.

The two are almost completely opposite extremes.

Boom! All the scenes in front of you dissipate.

Xiao Yi's consciousness returned to his original body, and the mural also returned to calm, with only a pair of gray eyes.

The King of Zhentian looked at Xiao Yi, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he spoke lightly: "How?"

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment and told the King of Zhentian about everything he saw on the mural and the two life experiences he encountered.

"Sure enough..." King Zhentian nodded. He also saw the same picture on the ninth mural and continued, "The Pavilion Master also saw such a picture back then. He tried to pass the level and failed. He has never been here since then.

You want to try it?"

The King of Heaven pointed to the bronze lock in front of the mural.

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment and walked towards the bronze lock.

The palms fell into it.

Buzz! The golden light flowed on the bronze lock, like a gorgeous meteor falling from the nine heavens, and a bang fell on the bronze lock.

The light on the bronze lock also stirred up, immersing Xiao Yi in it.

In the first eight levels, there is a sound that has appeared, which once again emerged in my mind: "You have experienced the life experiences of two different gods. If you are given another chance, which one would you choose?"

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment and said gently and firmly: "I don't choose either!"

"..." The voice was silent for a moment and continued to ask, "Why?

If you choose one, you will have the power to change the world and have the authority to be terrifying to the extreme.

Why not choose?”

Xiao Yi said lightly: "I don't want to be the supreme person who forgets love, nor will I be as kind as the kind god.

I am me, whether it is a man or a god, I am still me..." "You just say you?"

"That's right!"

The last trace of doubt in Xiao Yi's eyes also disappeared, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a confident arc, "The Supreme Being ruthless is affectionate! My enemy, kill him! My friend, protect him! I am me, and I will not change because of any external reasons..." Boom! The bronze lock in front of him shook violently.

A surge of energy was injected into Xiao Yi's body like a burst of enlightenment.

This is the purest soul power.

A whirlpool gathered above Xiao Yi's head, like a bloody mouth, devouring these energy madly.

Xiao Yi's sea of ​​souls, after these energy enters, tremendous waves are surging.

The blue sea water turned into pure golden.

His divine consciousness is increasing rapidly.

The soul.

It turned out to be a dazzling gold color.

Suspended above the head.

A golden lotus platform rose under the primordial spirit seat, and above its head, three purple-gold primordial spirit flowers slowly emerged.

This scene made the King of Zhentian look unbelievable and suddenly stood up: "Gather the three flowers on the top and step on the golden lotus platform?

This boy's soul has actually reached the realm of the Holy Emperor?

This is impossible, how is this possible..." King Zhentian trembled all over.

He has been trapped in the Sky Tower for so many years and has not been able to comprehend the profound meaning of the ninth floor mural.

But Xiao Yi succeeded?

He received the gift from the Sky Tower, allowing his soul to directly enter the Holy Emperor Realm?

"No..." King Zhentian's face suddenly changed, and he soon realized that Xiao Yi had not entered the Holy Emperor realm. His soul had just transformed into the Holy Emperor level, but his cultivation level had not improved at all.

The King of Zhentian suddenly thought of a possibility and couldn't help swallowing: "No, right?

Could it be that this kid has not reached the extreme yet?

Can he continue to improve?

His cultivation has not reached the critical point of breaking through the Holy Emperor?

How is this possible?

Even if the Nine Heavens Realm reappears, there is no such a terrible genius..." But the King of Heaven's exclamation stopped quickly.

Even if he couldn't believe it, everything that happened in front of him was real.
To be continued...