The universe is actually very vast, so vast that no one can know.

No one knows how many stars, multiple races, and how many mystery there are.

Even the race known as the most powerful in the universe - they don't know how vast this universe is, and they don't know how deep this universe is. Compared with the universe, even the greatest race is as small as grains of sand.

Seer tribe.

They were once the greatest race, the most powerful race in the universe, and the most immortal race, and have informed countless galaxies of the size of the British Milky Way, with their strength spread over millions of light years.

For ordinary races, the Seer tribe is a god, a real god.

However, even such a great race is still small in front of the universe, and it is beyond words.

The Seer Empire, which had a lifespan of billions of years, collapsed countless years ago.

A sudden disaster destroyed the most powerful country in the universe. The split Seer Empire became millions of cosmic races, fighting each other endlessly.

But the pure Seer tribe disappeared into the universe.

The following of the pure Seer tribe disappeared, and they spent all their efforts to create a powerful artifact that dominated the galaxy.

The tremendous power of these artifacts owners can reproduce the glory of the Seer tribe if anyone gets it.

Some races with artifacts began to look for these artifacts frantically.

However, countless years have passed, is it a hundred thousand years or a million years?

The artifact is still far away.

Over such a long period of time, countless races have given up. They believe that the artifact does not exist at all. Even if it is found, it is just a waste of effort.

However, even after tens of millions of years, there is still a race looking for artifacts.

They are...

...

Yan Xiaobei smiled and felt that his face was about to be stiff.

What is this, is it a punishment?

"So, why do I do this?" he asked the woman standing in front of him with depression.

This is the seabed of the Pacific Ocean, at a depth of 5,000 meters above sea level.

He sat cross-legged in the ocean, and his whole body was released to support a ball with a diameter of more than ten meters. This was a huge defensive cover that could purify the air on the seabed and split the sea water.

Of course, you also have to withstand the huge pressure from the seabed. The surging pressure came from all directions, and you wanted to squeeze the ball defense cover built by Yan Xiaobei into pieces without any dead corners in all directions.

Yan Xiaobei had to support the ball wholeheartedly, and was tense and never relaxed.

This process has lasted for ten hours.

Whether it is physical or mental, Yan Xiaobei is almost at the limit.

"This is training." The woman said naturally: "You are too rough in your use of energy. To put it in a metaphor, every time you make a move, you obviously use the power to hit a tiger, it's too bad, it's simply awful. It's simply embarrassing to have a successor like you in the Daleiyin Temple."

Yan Xiaobei smiled bitterly. He had become a monk halfway through the journey. What's wrong with the use of energy? If you have to suffer this kind of sin if you have some rough use of energy?

It's too torture to humans. Yan Xiaobei thinks this is not training at all, but torture, punishment, and severe punishment.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yan Xiaobei closed his eyes and wholeheartedly resisted the pressure from the seabed. He kept squeezing every point of his body's potential, and used his energy on the blade, so he could not waste a trace.

In fact, this kind of cold training has been conducted more than once since this woman who claimed to be Sun Wukong came out of his mind.

At first it was a depth of one thousand meters. Later, it gradually increased to two thousand meters, three thousand meters, four thousand meters and now five thousand meters.

Every time a thousand meters is added, the pressure will increase several times.

At the beginning, at a depth of one thousand meters under the sea, the energy of Yan Xiaobei shareholders supported a ball with a diameter of more than twenty meters, and supported it for twenty hours without breathing.

Now, the diameter is ten meters, and it takes more than ten hours, Yan Xiaobei can't stand it anymore.

In order to forget the pain, Yan Xiaobei opened his eyes and asked, "Are you really Sun Wukong and not Guanyin?" This question has been a long way to this day and has been asked many times.

"Of course." The woman answered tirelessly.

"But Sun Wukong is a monkey."

"You are a monkey, your whole family is a monkey!"

"But that's how Journey to the West is recorded."

"The Stupid Journey to the West." Although the woman was a big beauty, her skin was as beautiful as a cream, her eyes were shining brightly, her standing posture was graceful, and her hair was as beautiful as a waterfall, with a bit of charm in the classical style.

But his temper is not very good.

"Journey to the West is just a novel, neither a biography nor a history. How could the plot in it be taken seriously? When did I become a monkey, a damn bastard?"

The beauty cursed, and Yan Xiaobei knew that she was not scolding herself, but cursing the guy who wrote Journey to the West.

A charming beauty was actually written as a monkey, and anyone else would be angry.

Even Yan Xiaobei felt that he was cheating.

The gap is too big.

bump!

At this moment, an explosion came, and the ball defense cover supported by Yan Xiaobei instantly broke into pieces and completely collapsed. The blocked sea water instantly roared and rolled in.

The sea water pressure of a depth of 5,000 meters is enough to press a person into meat sauce, and almost every square centimeter of pressure is subject to 500 kilograms.

Yan Xiaobei's energy consumption in his body was on standby. Although his body was hard, this huge pressure would be severely damaged when it hit him.

At the critical moment, the woman waved her right hand.

Whoosh!

A ball defensive cover with a diameter of 100 meters was opened to protect Yan Xiaobei and all the sea water was rejected.

Yan Xiaobei grew up in surprise. I'll tell me, this ball defense cover is a little too big. It's so amazing, thirty-two likes.

The woman smiled and said, "Did you see it? In fact, the energy I use is similar to the energy in your body, with an error of no more than one percent, but I can do this because my control of energy is about a hundred times that of yours. When will you be able to reach this level before you can get a master."

"Is this your true strength?" Yan Xiaobei asked in disbelief.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Of course not. This is just my request for you. In fact, I can do better."

She snapped her fingers, and the ball began to exaggerate, bit by bit, inch by inch, one meter by meter, and in a blink of an eye, the ball with a diameter of one hundred meters turned into a ball with a diameter of one thousand meters, expanding ten times.

“That’s my limit.”
Chapter completed!