Simulating Endless Possibilities: Invincible Once I Act

After Jiang Yifeng began to devour the Great Dao.

Not far away, the black crow smacked its lips, wondering if the Great Dao was tasty.

For a moment, it was eager to try.

But seeing the fierce resistance of the Great Dao on Jiang Yifeng, the black crow shivered.

Forget it, that seems a bit too intense.

It decided not to compete with the "little golden man" for food.

Instead, it continued to beat up the pseudo-gods, forcing them to reveal a way to resolve the power of faith!

As for those pseudo-gods, they were already in agony.

They had long since explained how to use the power of faith!

It wanted a way to completely expel the power of faith from the body.

This, they didn't know either.

Inside the temple, screams kept echoing.

Some from the pseudo-gods!

And some from Jiang Yifeng.

The pseudo-gods were being beaten by the black crow.

Jiang Yifeng was facing the desperate resistance of various Great Daos.

He was being backlashed by the Great Dao!

At this moment, Jiang Yifeng's veins were bulging, and his whole body was trembling.

He had anticipated that directly devouring the Great Dao would lead to backlash and be unpleasant.

But he hadn't expected it to be this painful!

This pain was not just physical but seemed to penetrate deep into the soul.

Because of this, the thought of giving up crossed Jiang Yifeng's mind.

But then he remembered that he was already caught in various schemes.

If he couldn't endure this bit of suffering, how could he talk about saving himself or his family?

"To wear the crown, you must bear its weight," Jiang Yifeng took a deep breath and shouted the famous quote from his past life, Shakespeare.

Now, he was trying to climb the peak, and he had to endure the pain.

This pain was nothing; just get it done!

After psyching himself up, Jiang Yifeng felt the pain lessen slightly.

He continued to grit his teeth and persevere, constantly suppressing the backlash of the Great Dao.

But the effect of the "chicken blood" was merely psychological comfort, with limited real impact.

Under the backlash of numerous Great Daos, Jiang Yifeng's body gradually developed cracks.

Several times, he almost fainted from the pain.

At this moment, Jiang Yifeng thought that the decline of Martial Dao in reality might be related to this cultivation method.

After all, in Divine Dao, even without devouring the Great Dao, one could improve through comprehension.

But Martial Dao was different; it relied on the method he was using now.

With such a painful cultivation method, how many people could endure it?

Perhaps the decline of Martial Dao had no other reason than the fact that cultivation was too painful.

If one could easily improve through the Immortal Dao's method of closed-door comprehension, who would want to suffer this inhuman torture?

Time passed.

It was unclear how long had gone by.

The backlash from the Great Daos on Jiang Yifeng finally weakened, reaching its end.

He ultimately endured the backlash from the Great Daos.

Feeling the improvements brought by devouring the Great Dao this time, he finally smiled.

The pain wasn't in vain!

This direct and forceful method of devouring, though life-threatening and potentially world-destroying, had excellent results.

The improvements from devouring the Great Dao during this period were comparable to the effects of slowly comprehending the Great Dao over hundreds of thousands of years.

Jiang Yifeng thought that if he could continue devouring, breaking through to the Hongmeng realm might not be too far off.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yifeng shook his head.

Impossible.

He had just sensed that the Great Dao in this temple was diminishing.

Clearly, the Great Dao in this temple wasn't infinite.

And outside this temple, he didn't dare to devour the Great Dao of the outside world.

After all, from previous situations, the outside world might very well be the historical reality.

What would happen if he devoured the Great Dao from history?

Either a new parallel world would appear, or reality would be directly altered, erasing the past reality.

Without reality, he wouldn't exist either.

In that case, he would likely disappear directly!

Such a situation, he couldn't allow to happen.

Although devouring the historical Great Dao had the above two possibilities, with a fifty percent chance of not affecting reality, Jiang Yifeng still wouldn't gamble on that fifty percent.

It's not yet the end of the road; gambler behavior is inadvisable.

Jiang Yifeng sighed in regret, then turned his gaze to the remaining Great Dao in the temple.

"Hehehe, little treasures, come to me!"

He began devouring the Great Dao in the temple again.

Meanwhile, the black crow stopped beating the pseudo-gods.

After so long, it hadn't gotten any answers.

It realized that the pseudo-gods probably didn't know how to strip away the power of faith.

So, it began to think about how to solve the problem of the golden light without cultivating the power of faith.

But it didn't notice that the calamity energy and power of faith within it gradually resonated with the dense power of faith in the temple.

Unknowingly, the black crow "fell asleep."

It seemed to have a long dream.

It dreamt of going to a faraway world.

It turned into a phoenix at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, guarding a valley filled with flames.

Though it became beautiful, the black crow wasn't happy.

It felt a force restraining it, preventing it from leaving the fiery valley.

Time passed bit by bit.

One day, it saw a person.

It immediately became excited.

It saw the "little golden man," Jiang Yifeng.

But the "little golden man" seemed so weak!

He only had the strength of the Foundation Establishment stage.

The black crow wasn't very familiar with human realm names, but it thought it should be this realm.

It saw the "little golden man" Jiang Yifeng being brought to the outskirts of the valley by a woman.

The "little golden man" seemed trapped by a formation.

No, how did the "little golden man" also have calamity energy?

But this calamity energy seemed weak.

The black crow didn't understand.

But it didn't think much of it.

No matter what, it should go save the "little golden man" now.

He was its only good brother.

So, it began to resist the suppressive force.

It wanted to leave the valley of flames.

Time and again, it resisted, getting injured repeatedly.

The body, originally at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, fell to the Eighth Layer of Tribulation.

It didn't try again.

It began to shout desperately, trying to tell Jiang Yifeng it was there.

But the sound it made wasn't human language.

It was the cry of a phoenix.

It couldn't speak now.

What should it do!

The black crow didn't know.

It had no way now.

It could only keep shouting, trying to get Jiang Yifeng's attention.

Day by day passed.

The black crow saw the "little golden man" finally escape.

Seeing this, the black crow was quite happy.

It was ready to find the "little golden man."

But then it thought about how it couldn't speak now, and its appearance was different.

So the black crow had a clever idea.

It shed all its feathers.

Now it was good.

Seeing its current appearance, the "little golden man" would surely remember it.

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