Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 2068 - 2099: Beneath the Daoist Skill, All Are Ants

At this moment, the white-haired old man had already descended into a state of near madness, his entire demeanor exuding a sense of insanity.The whole person looked like someone on the brink of death.

Observing the sinister expression on his face, and his body surrounded by an overwhelming aura of death, his whole being emitted a sense of decay.

All these expressions kindled a crazy thought in the white-haired old man's heart: that at this moment, he would unleash all his power to fight a life-and-death battle with Ye Feng, who was in the midst of understanding the Dao.

Although the chances of winning this life-and-death struggle were slim, if utilized properly, it could undoubtedly emanate earth-shattering power and kill Ye Feng here.

But could it really be achieved?

The white-haired old man himself was not at all confident.

Even if he could not accomplish it, he must try it earnestly, this was what the white-haired old man was thinking in his heart at this moment.

With his mind made up, the white-haired old man stood up, glanced ahead, and was about to move forward.

At this time, the goat-bearded cultivator, who had been sitting there with a grim expression, raised his hand and blocked him.

"Under Daoist skill, under Eternal Cultivation, all are ants. If you want to seek death, do not involve me. You and I, if we leave now and arrange properly, perhaps there is still a chance for survival. But if we go now, there is undoubtedly certain death," the goat-bearded cultivator said gravely.

The coldness in his words made the white-haired old man feel chills down his spine.

He understood clearly that what the goat-bearded cultivator said was true, and he believed that if he really went, this goat-bearded cultivator might also fight with him.

Only by doing so could Ye Feng naturally wake from his state of enlightenment, and only by doing so could he strive for more vitality for himself.

The white-haired old man thought carefully, and the foot he had just raised was immediately lowered, retreating silently to the original spot, then held back all emotions on his face before looking sideways at the goat-beard cultivator.

"Are you really confident?"

The white-haired old man asked, somewhat incredulously.

"No confidence, but one has to try. After all, doing something is better than doing nothing. Besides, even if we die here, we must make him pay a bloody price, even if he truly comprehends the Dao and reaches the point of Daoism. As long as you and I are willing, he will have to pay a heavy price. In this regard, you should have a clear judgment," the goat-bearded cultivator replied abruptly.

Having said this, he moved and strode into the distance.

The white-haired old man took one last look at Ye Feng within the formation, then unwillingly departed.

Their departure did not cause any disturbance here, but Ye Feng, who was in meditation, clearly sensed it.

Ye Feng wanted to prevent it, but fundamentally, he could not do so.

Because now, he has reached the most crucial moment. If his actions caused any disturbance, everything arising from it would inevitably bring immense regret to Ye Feng himself.

The crux of Dao is the Lord cultivator entering the Eternal Realm, which is the most crucial step.

If successful, Ye Feng's future would be boundless.

If failed, it would inevitably leave an indelible mark in Ye Feng's heart for this life and the next.

And this mark would entangle Ye Feng's life, making it unforgettable for eternity.

After understanding all these matters, Ye Feng was no longer in a hurry to kill both the goat-beard cultivator and the white-haired old man here.

He believed that as long as he completed this comprehension, no matter where the white-haired old man fled, they would eventually die at his hands.

He never doubted this.

Time ticked away, and in the blink of an eye, several months had passed within this star river.

The Sword Array surrounding Ye Feng, without force maintaining it, suddenly began to rotate.

The formation, as soon as it rotated, suddenly erupted, seeming to form a wave of destructive aura and fluctuation.

But suddenly, these auras dissipated just like water drops breaking apart.

Afterwards, the golden light emanating from Ye Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged all this time, suddenly intensified.

Surrounding Ye Feng was an indescribably strong thermal energy, which emitted and formed a dense oven-like space in this vicinity.

His body hung like a sun in the sky, emitting unparalleled brilliance, permeating and surrounding the area.

Everything on him exuded a divine and noble aura.

At this moment, Ye Feng seemed fundamentally different from before, and even he was unaware of this change.

When Ye Feng clearly perceived the changes occurring in himself, he felt a slight joy in his heart. He understood very well that after a while, he would surely awaken from this state.

As the golden light emitted from Ye Feng became larger and hotter, everything within this star river scattered entirely, evolving into a heated atmosphere.

The darkness within the star river was completely dispelled, leaving only a field of gold.

As the scene of a golden ocean unfolded here, it vividly depicted this universe.

It gave the dead star river a semblance of life being born.

In this situation, the golden light on Ye Feng's body was like needles, fiercely stabbing into the distance.

Once stabbed, whether it's the turbulent air within the star river or the random, disordered meteorites, they all shattered.

Amidst endless explosions, the central figure, like a rising and soaring sun, Ye Feng, remained conspicuous and singular.

"Gold."

Suddenly, a low humming sound issued from Ye Feng's mouth.

As soon as this sound came out, it resonated throughout every part of the star river.