The rules of time and space are actually engraved in this pool.
This space-time regularity turns into a space-time barrier, just like intercepting a space in the long river of time and space, independent of time and space.
The secrets involved may not be fully understood even by masters in the Demon King realm, and it is naturally beyond what Zhuo Yifan can imagine at the moment.
But his only advantage is the ability of Demon Heart to imitate and transform.
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan was sitting cross-legged in the pool and began to comprehend these complex rules of time and space.
But as soon as his mind came into contact, he felt his eyes blur. The whole world seemed to have entered a rotating whirlpool, spinning continuously. Both his soul and body felt terrifying that they were about to be torn into billions of pieces.
Feel.
Poof!
Zhuo Yifan spurted out a mouthful of blood, screamed and was directly lifted away by a force, falling outside the pool.
After a while, Zhuo Yifan slowly came back to his senses. For a moment, his mind went blank. It took a full minute for him to recover and remember everything.
Zhuo Yifan's expression changed with horror, he looked at the pool in horror, speechless.
He didn't know how long this blank period had passed.
You know, this is a gap in time and space, and everything here is very weird, and it is completely impossible to measure it with his previous knowledge.
Even if someone told him now that he had actually been sleeping here for ten thousand years, Zhuo Yifan would not be surprised at all.
But fortunately, he didn't feel that way in his heart. Instead, a strange feeling arose in his heart.
This feeling arose, and he was stunned. He stared at the pool stupidly, speechless.
"How is it possible? What on earth is going on? When did I...become the master of the pool?"
Although Zhuo Yifan's wisdom has improved a lot now, he is still confused when faced with this problem.
After a while, he touched the corner of his mouth in surprise and exclaimed: "Damn it, it's not like I just spit out blood and refining this pool with blood, right?"
Thinking of this, he immediately checked his body with a strange look on his face.
Sure enough, a large amount of the stored source power was consumed, seemingly to compensate for the physical trauma. The soul was also extremely weak, and the power of faith was also consumed a lot.
There was almost no elixir and spiritual veins left on him.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked.
What happened just now?
After he vomited blood and flew out, what happened during this "short" blank period?
Even the resources he had stored for so long were all consumed.
You know, Zhuo Yifan's resources are not much more than those of some big sects.
Not to mention the source power and the power of faith, even some ordinary spiritual veins and elixirs would surprise even An Chen and others.
But now, these don't exist anymore.
Zhuo Yifan's body seemed to have survived a lot of torture. It was covered in bruises and looked very miserable.
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and thought to himself, what the hell is this? The time and space barrier is so amazing, even everything he has experienced has been erased.
Fortunately, I survived in the end.
At this moment, he felt Feng Tianling throb, as if there was a suction force coming out.
His heart moved, and he saw the runes around the pool light up instantly. The regular runes were swimming like elves, constantly combining and condensing, and finally turned into strokes.
These strokes are continuously combined to form a complete text.
"Soul-condensing pool!"
Zhuo Yifan looked at the text of the rules thoughtfully.
Isn't it the water of Netherworld Yellow Spring? Why is it called Soul Condensing Pond?
This soul-condensing pool was constantly changing. It started to pull up from the ground, gradually condensed, and finally condensed into the size of a small bowl, which fell into the palm of Zhuo Yifan's hand.
Zhuo Yifan took the small bowl and studied it over and over, but found nothing.
There are complicated rules of time and space engraved on this small bowl, which Zhuo Yifan simply cannot understand.
But this "soul condensing pool" has become his magic weapon.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and the small bowl flew directly into the Sealing Sky Stone Tablet.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked, feeling all this in disbelief.
The Soul Condensing Pond actually made its home directly outside Zhuo Yifan's original consciousness.
Zhuo Yifan's original consciousness felt like he had found his real home, and he immediately moved into this super luxurious villa.
The Sealing Sky Stone Monument has become another line of defense besides the "luxury villa", just like a courtyard wall.
Under layers of protection, it can be said that no one can break through Zhuo Yifan's original consciousness, or even find it.
The Soul Condensing Pond is stabilized in the Sealing Sky Stone Tablet, and the two fit together perfectly, as if they were one body.
An inexplicable aura of time and space emitted from the pool, and the fog began to grow, wrapping the entire Sealing Sky Stone Monument. Suddenly, the Sealing Sky Stone Monument began to disappear as if it was wearing an invisibility cloak.
Except for Zhuo Yifan himself who can clearly perceive its existence, no one can feel it.
Now, any attack on Zhuo Yifan's soul will encounter unimaginable obstacles. In fact, they can't even figure out where Zhuo Yifan's soul is.
Moreover, Zhuo Yifan's soul has been soaked in the holy water of Huangquan for a long time and is constantly tempered, which will make his talent higher and higher and his wisdom deeper and deeper. The benefits are simply indescribable.
Not to mention that the soul is injured, even if it is injured, it can be recovered instantly.
Zhuo Yifan was still sad for losing his treasure a moment ago, but at this moment he was shocked and speechless.
Although he cannot understand the rules of time and space in the Soul Condensing Pond, after becoming its master, he has a clear understanding of the function and control of this pond.
The 100 fist-sized drops of Huangquan holy water have now decomposed and turned into real pool water. Although the volume of each drop has been reduced by dozens of times, it is like a real pool, at least half of the pool is filled with water.
The strange rules were activated, and a trace of mist rose from the pool water, wrapping his entire soul consciousness and the sky-sealing stone tablet, making him look unfathomable, like a mist.
Zhuo Yifan ran the Derivative Technique, and soon, as soon as he thought about it, he felt that all the cells in his body seemed to be nourished, and a feeling of strength instantly arose.
This surprised him.
This recovery speed was something he had never thought of before.
It's as if the whole body suddenly speeds up and runs much more smoothly.
Zhuo Yifan checked his body again with a strange expression. His whole body was shaken and he was so stupid that he could no longer speak.
"Young Master, the place in front of you is where the Yellow Spring Holy Water is, shall we start?"
An Bao looked ahead, with a hint of evil in his eyes, and said respectfully.
An Chen laughed loudly: "Elder Anyi is ill-fated, but no one else is to blame. I had good intentions to guide him to find the real underworld holy water, but who knew he would get lost on his own."
Yin Dang said coldly: "Brother An, is this the treasure place you said? Why does it look like there is nothing?"