Chapter 5233: Tearing

Ye Xiaochuan felt very mysterious at the moment. The tearing pain of the broken bone inserted into the muscle suddenly disappeared.

His whole body was light and fluttering, as if his soul had left his body.

In front of him was a strange and colorful lavender world. The purple light seen by the naked eye was not really purple. If you look closely at it, you can find that each tiny purple stream of light is mixed with multiple colors.

Different colors condense together to present a lavender light.

Soon, a magical purple stream of light attracted Ye Xiaochuan's attention.

That light was full of the magic power of a divine artifact, as if it was a beam of living light.

The purple light also found that Ye Xiaochuan was looking at it, so it floated towards Ye Xiaochuan.

Then, like a purple python, it entangled Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan, who was almost crushed into a meat pie and had dozens of broken bones, actually sat up slowly.

All the broken bones were being reset and healed at a terrifying speed.

The moment before, Ye Xiaochuan was seriously injured and dying.

In just a dozen breaths, all of Ye Xiaochuan's injuries were healed.

The spiritual power of the purple light entered his body, like tiny tentacles, exploring every corner of Ye Xiaochuan's body.

Ye Xiaochuan did not feel any pain or discomfort, but felt unprecedented comfort.

Every cell was cool where the purple light flowed.

Those lights first explored Ye Xiaochuan's sea of ​​​​soul, meridians, and dantian, and finally seemed to have discovered Ye Xiaochuan's biggest secret.

Acupuncture points.

As a result, countless tiny purple lights in Ye Xiaochuan's body began to gather around the 360 ​​acupuncture points around his body.

The acupuncture points that were originally ordinary turned purple.

Ye Xiaochuan looked at the spiritual purple light, and he knew in his heart that this was the first spiritual treasure of creation that all the top bosses coveted, the light of primordial!

In the past, Ye Xiaochuan thought that the Light of Hongmeng was just a beam of light. What was so powerful about it? Why did the heaven and the underworld fight to the death because of such a beam of light?

At this moment, the Light of Hongmeng instantly healed his serious injuries, and he realized that the top bosses in the three realms were right. This beam of light did have the magical power of creation and regeneration.

Ye Xiaochuan called Ye Cha, wanting to ask this grandfather of heaven about some things about the Light of Hongmeng.

Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation was good, and his knowledge was much higher than his peers. However, the Light of Hongmeng had exceeded his cognitive scope, so he still had to ask Ye Cha, the former Great Xumi, for advice.

However, he called several times, but did not hear Ye Cha's voice.

This shocked Ye Xiaochuan.

It was not that he was worried that Ye Cha's residual soul would disappear under the impact of the Light of Hongmeng, but that he suddenly realized in his heart that what he was facing at the moment might not be a real world.

Just as the questioning thought came up, the light purple light that was wrapped around his body suddenly tightened like a python wrapping around its prey.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan really felt the endless sense of oppression. This thing was not like a tangible light at all, but more like a rope in the hands of a cultivator.

Ye Xiaochuan used all his true energy to try to break free from the shackles of the Hongmeng Light.

However, what he was facing was the Hongmeng Light. No matter how powerful the true energy Ye Xiaochuan released, the Hongmeng Light would rebound exponentially.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that he would be cut into several pieces by the Hongmeng Light at any time. The spiritual power he cultivated was in the three thousand avenues. Facing the Hongmeng Light, the source of all things, there was no way.

Soon, Ye Xiaochuan was like a mortal who had lost his cultivation. He was strangled by the Hongmeng Light and couldn't breathe. At the same time, his consciousness began to gradually blur.

When he was dying, Ye Xiaochuan remembered the words of the Dark Crow and the bloodthirsty sea lice.

If I can't refine the light of primordial, then I will be refined by the other party.

If I fail, there is only one way.

The key to the problem now is that Ye Xiaochuan doesn't know how to refine the light of primordial.

It's like you asked me to learn the dog-beating stick method. In addition to arranging a dozen vicious dogs for me, shouldn't you also give me a stick?

It is said that before a person dies, the past of his life will flash quickly in his mind in a short moment.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan's mind is flashing with vivid pictures.

From his birth, to the blood slave throwing him out, to the little fox demon picking him up, Cang Yun learning skills, Duan Tianya showing off his power, and the bits and pieces with the beautiful white fairy...

Decades of memories flashed quickly in just one or two breaths, too fast to catch any fragments.

There are too many regrets in his life.

There are too many people that he can't let go.

But what can he do?

His life is coming to an end, and he can only leave this dirty world with regret.

Ye Xiaochuan's eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and were gradually closing. His powerful soul and perception were also slowly dissipating.

Just as he was about to take his last breath, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Xiaochuan, I have raised a child bride for you, don't waste it."

This was the voice of his mother, Fairy Liuyun. Over the years, he had dreamed of his mother countless times.

The day mother and son recognized each other, they were separated forever. He had never been filial to his mother for a day, which was the biggest regret of Ye Xiaochuan's life.

"What are you looking at, you little brat? If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyes..."

This is Baili Yuan's voice.

It was like returning to the time when they first met. Facing Ye Xiaochuan's blatant and unscrupulous staring at him, Baili Yuan issued the most severe threat to Ye Xiaochuan.

"Brother Xiaochuan, lend me thirty taels of silver to buy some wine."

"Boss, I can't use this tiger whip, so you eat it..."

"Xiaochuan, don't embarrass your master again..."

The familiar voice echoed in Ye Xiaochuan's ears.

Finally, it was the cold female voice.

"Xiaochuan, if one day, you and I draw our swords against each other like the six previous masters of the double swords, will you kill me?"

Yun Qiyou's voice was cold and gentle, which broke a barrier in Ye Xiaochuan's heart.

"No! I can't die! I can't die!"

He had too many things on his shoulders, and in this prosperous world, he still had many people he couldn't let go of.

He couldn't just die like this!

A strong desire to survive instantly filled Ye Xiaochuan's body and mind, and his eyes, which had almost completely closed, slowly opened again.

It was as if Ye Xiaochuan's soul had transformed into a little man, trying to open his closed eyes.

When a faint purple light appeared in his pupils again, an illusory and ethereal voice appeared in his mind. "Xiaochuan, close your eyes, come to your mother, and we will never separate again..."