Chapter 1572: The Life of an Ant

ole week, the focus of all conversation in Beidu's martial arts world has been on the Wang family.What outsiders don't know is that the Wang family is already in chaos internally!They are not unwillin..."Boom!"

Fang Yu was still falling, but suddenly a powerful sacred aura erupted from his body!

His right half body shimmered with a golden dragon apparition. A pattern resembling dragon scales appeared on his left cheek, and his eyes, bathed in flames, glowed with a golden light.

And on the left side of his body, a phantom of the divine phoenix appeared. Giant wings emerged from his back, and his left eye glowed red. His entire left half was engulfed in flames.

At this moment, Fang Yu was adorned with the dragon and phoenix insignia, his power greatly enhanced.

"Bang!"

Fang Yu suddenly raised both hands, conjuring another seal. Gritting his teeth, he exerted every ounce of strength to push upwards.

"Boom!"

The falling speed of the law will be reduced again.

Fang Yu found the fulcrum of strength, continuously increasing his power, and roared as he pushed upwards.

"Click!"

As it neared the ground, about eight hundred meters above, the Holy Will's energy once again clashed with Fang Yu's power, halting mid-air.

At this moment, the pressure and aura emanating from this spell have already shattered the ground below into an abyss.

The monk and Tianjidaoren had already retreated to a great distance.

As for Wudchenzi who was slowly approaching the Holy Will, he had already fallen to the ground, panting heavily.

He unleashed a massive amount of true qi to protect himself, and also summoned his life-saving artifact, the Protective Compass.

But even so, it is still a difficult journey.

He knew he couldn't go any further, or he would be risking his life.

Wudichen looked up, gazing at the shadowy figure emitting a grayish light in the distant sky. His eyes were filled with longing and anticipation, but they quickly transformed into a look of discontent.

He has cultivated for so many years, entering the Holy Academy twice. To say he stands at the peak of cultivators wouldn't be an exaggeration.

With his abilities, he couldn't even get close to the Holy Will!

Here, there are still over four hundred kilometers to the Holy Will!

But he could take no further step, lest the pressure crush him.

This harsh reality suddenly made Wudichen realize something.

He, existing as he does, before the Holy Will... I'm afraid he wouldn't even be considered an ant.

This is normal.

Would a normal person... even notice, let alone get close to an ant within four hundred meters of themselves

It would be absolutely impossible to notice.

Therefore, Wuchenzi's original idea was simply a daydream.

...thinking that entering the Holy Institution twice would demonstrate boundless loyalty and thus attract the attention of its will...

In fact, the Sacred Institution's will couldn't even perceive his existence.

At this moment, Wuchenzi recalled what Zutian had said to him, as well as that look of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

At that time, he was still angry about it and wanted to take revenge on Zu Tian through Fang Yu's hands.

Although Zutian was indeed no match for Fang Yu, he still managed to escape.

He easily left the plane of Earth, fulfilling the aspirations of countless cultivators, and also Wu Chenzi's lifelong dream.

This is the difference.

As the son of the Immortal King, Zu Tian could indeed look down on everything.

This was a decision made from the moment he was born, his starting point was already an endpoint that most cultivators would never reach in their entire lives.

Wuchenzi the more he thought, the colder his heart became. He stared blankly at the distant ray of magic and the holy will in the air.

He suddenly felt very lost.

He found that his lifelong pursuit was nothing in the face of truly powerful beings.

Even with his level of strength, if he ascended to become an immortal... he'd probably only be a dog in the immortal realm

Not even a dog.

At this thought, Wuchenzi shivered.

When he was young, he was a prodigious talent. Later, he entered the Holy Academy twice and became a true top expert.

He was doing so well, his spirits were naturally high.

Up to this day, when he truly came into contact with these lofty beings, all his pride was shattered.

His original fantasy about the immortal world was that there were no social hierarchies in the immortal realm, immortals had similar levels of power, everyone lived forever, could roam across all realms, and never needed to worry about anything again!

The facts are right there.

He trained relentlessly, ascending to the Immortal Realm... He was very likely still to be treated as an ant by other powerful beings, only continuing his hard work in a different dimension.

What is the meaning of this

Suddenly...Wuchenzi didn't want to become an immortal!

"Boom!"

Just as Wuchenzi was still lost in thought, another voice thundered across the battlefield.

The pressure between heaven and earth suddenly increased.

"Puf!"

Without a Cleaner could bear it any longer, spraying out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

He immediately turned around and quickly retreated backward!

By this time, he had given up all hope.

He just wants to survive!

Dustless Child released all of his aura and retreated extremely quickly.

……

And in the direction Wuchenzi escaped, happened to be where the monk was located.

The monk at this moment was staring fixedly at the location where Fang Yu was, his eyes filled with malice and resentment, his hands clenched into fists.

He never imagined that the holy willpower blast would be so powerful, and Fang Yu could actually withstand it!

“This Fang Yu’s strength has long surpassed the planes. Why is he still here!” The monk gritted his teeth and roared in his heart, “If this continues, the plane laws will truly descend! By then, I will be the first to be finished!”

Just then, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura approaching him.

Dust-free

The monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized the identity of this aura.

He looked forward and sure enough, he saw Wudengzi retreating rapidly below.

"Dustless Child..." The monk watched Dustless Child's figure, his long and narrow eyes flashing with a sharp gleam.

A brilliant idea struck him.

There's a way to let him evade the dimensional law's reckoning!

……

Wudichen was still retreating, but a figure suddenly descended before him, blocking his path.

"Monk..." Wuchengzi stopped, his face changing slightly as he looked at the figure before him.

"You are here..."

The monk's left hand shot up, a flash of light appearing in his palm before piercing straight into the forehead of the dust-free man standing before him.

Dustless' body trembled, his eyes turned vacant, and he lost consciousness.

"Just in time, Wudengzi. As expected of you, the one I chose." The monk smiled and put his left index finger to his mouth, biting it gently.

His fingers, oozing with crimson blood, pressed against Wuchen's forehead.

"Whoosh!"

A strange mark appeared on the dust-free forehead, drawing in the blood from the monk's finger.

"e at all!"Oh no!"The saint roared in anger, trying constantly to unleash his aura and shatter the restraints.But at that moment, golden light flashed in the sky and fell upon him.The saint's movements...