Chapter 818                                                             

At this moment, the chaotic power in Wang An's body turned into a three-inch golden giant axe. The axe was in a scattered manner and thundered at the bottleneck with a roar of the momentum of opening up the world.

At this time, Wang An actually chose to just think of Pangu axe and chop the shackles. He didn't care at all that, if he was not careful, he might be seriously injured.

"Click!"

After a strange sound, an inexplicable understanding suddenly rose from Wang An's heart, and a continuous stream of chaotic power surged out.

He felt that his understanding of the power of the laws between heaven and earth seemed to be clearer, and a feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, like a sudden enlightenment, and mysterious awakening surged into his heart.

"So this is the perfect golden body realm of the ancestor witch!"

Wang An suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying pressure that made the sky and the earth dimly appeared suddenly in the cave.

At this moment, a feeling of fear suddenly surged in Xiao Ruoli and the three spirit beasts, as if they were being targeted by a fusion monk.

The golden light was shining, the laws were surging, and the pressure was rolling. At this moment, Wang An’s aura was not weaker than that of the early stage of the fusion cultivator.

After a moment, the spiritual energy around him disappeared, and the spiritual pressure on Wang An also restrained.

"Brother, have you advanced to the fusion?" Xiao Ruoli rushed over excitedly.

In the spiritual world, as long as you become a fusion monk, you will become a guest of honor no matter where you go to your life, and you can also establish a sect.

Only by becoming a fusion monk can one be considered a true high-level monk. As long as you pass the great heavenly tribulation once every 30,000 years, you can live and die forever.

However, the great heavenly tribulation clouds that are once every 30,000 years are more terrifying each time. If you do not continue to advance, you will only fall under the heavenly tribulation in the end.

"No, it's just that the ancestor witch Chaos Art has been promoted to golden perfection. Generally, the fusion is probably no longer my opponent." Wang An said with a smile.

However, he was full of doubts at this moment. His Nascent Soul disappeared strangely. It was really difficult for him to identify whether the Eight Desolation Heavenly Art is the stage of refining the Void Refining or the Combining Stage.

According to the records in the inheritance, only when the Eight Desolates continue to transform can he be promoted to a fusion monk.

Since entering the spiritual realm, the Eight Desert World has continuously absorbed the power of the Great Dao to improve itself, but Wang An never felt the opportunity for promotion.

"Haha, so let's go sideways in the spiritual world in the future and have a complete capital to gain a foothold! Wang An, let's go and plunder the spiritual world. The spiritual races here are full of treasures..." At this time, Xiao Jin suddenly flew to Wang An's shoulder, his little eyes rolled, and he said excitedly.

"Xiao Jin, don't forget that this is the spiritual realm. There are many late-stage fusion monks and Mahayana ancestors here. We still need to act low-key." Wang An glared at Xiao Jin who was eager to try and said with dissatisfaction.

Wang An, Xiao Ruoli, and three spirit beasts were talking and laughing in the cave, and more than a dozen figures were shooting towards him in the direction he was in the distance.

Before, his mighty pressure soared into the sky and covered a radius of thousands of miles. He was accidentally discovered by a spiritual clan, and was now leading his own tribe to come here.

These people are very strange, with their bodies just like humans, but behind them are the wings of a pair of birds.

"Elder, the disciples just felt that kind of pressure, which erupted in this valley, right in that direction!"

At this time, a spiritual clan exuding the aura of the transformation of the gods suddenly pointed to the place where Wang An's cave was located and said.

"call out!"

When these dozen people landed outside Wang'an's cave, Wang An and Xiao Ruoli suddenly flew out of the cave.

"Haha, it turns out that they are fellow Taoists from the Feiyu tribe. I wonder what kind of thing they are doing here?" Wang An stared at the spiritual tribe headed, with a strange look flashing in his eyes, and he said with a smile.

"Human! I didn't expect to meet humans here. I don't know what you want to come to the territory of my Feiyu tribe?" Yuhun stared at Wang An with a vigilant look and asked sternly.

The feather soul felt a faint crisis in Wang An. With his early stage of fusion, he could not see through Wang An's cultivation level, so he did not dare to take action directly.

"Hehe, I'm just passing by. Can you report it to your Feiyu tribe when you come here?" Wang An said indifferently.

"There is no need for this! Fellow Taoist doesn't know where to go, so why don't we come to our Feiyu Clan to sit?" Yuhun's eyes flashed and he suddenly spoke to Wang An.

I don’t know what the other party was selling in the gourd, so I directly invited Wang An and the others to the Feiyu Clan.

"Haha, I have longed for the famous Feiyu tribe for many days, and it is difficult to refuse the affection. So today I will come to you to chat for a few more days." Wang An smiled and actually agreed to the other party's request.

Although the Feiyu Clan is not a first-class force in the spiritual realm, it is said that there are late-stage fusion cultivators in their clan to suppress it, and it is also a well-known race in the spiritual realm.

The reason why Wang An agreed to the other party was that he had confidence in himself was that he did not see hostility in the Yuhun, and he did not understand the spiritual realm, so he pushed the boat and agreed to the other party's invitation.

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"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you here alone to find a breakthrough?" Feather Soul, who was flying in the air, asked Wang An quietly.

"Well, that's true!" Wang An said ambiguously.

"Oh, I wonder if you have heard of the oldest Hundred Holy Battlefield in the Spirit Realm?" Yuhun said slowly with a strange look on his face.

"The Hundred Holy Battlefield, where the legend can understand the opportunity to advance to the Mahayana in the depths?" Wang An showed a touch of emotion on his face.

There has always been a legend in the spiritual world that the spiritual realm is the most prosperous area of ​​cultivation in the ancient spiritual world. But for some reason, a drastic change occurred in the end. The human demon race left the spiritual realm, and the true spirit opened up the true spirit space.

The Hundred Holy Battlefield, which hides the opportunity to advance to the Mahayana, is the best proof that the spiritual realm used to be the most glorious realm.

"Haha, it's that place. This time, fellow Taoist must be going to the Hundred Holy Battlefield." Yuhun saw Wang An's face slightly change, and a hint of joy gradually appeared in his eyes.

"The cultivation level is still relatively low now, so I won't consider going there for the time being!"

Wang An soon heard that the other party seemed to care very much about whether he was going to the Hundred Holy Battlefield, which made Wang An vaguely smell a conspiracy.

Seeing that Wang An seemed to be a little disgusted with him, Yuhun stopped asking Wang An anymore.

Everyone flew for about an hour, and a mysterious city stood on the vast land, and the flying feathers entering and leaving shot in and out of the air.

"This is the Feiyu Clan. I believe that this is the time for fellow Taoists to come here!" Yuhun pointed to the city ahead that was like an ancient beast crawling on the ground, and said proudly.

After saying that, he flew into the city with Wang An and Xiao Ruoli.
Chapter completed!