"Yes, and only I can know where to direct the soul core."
The mysterious smile of the Hell God made the most of the words. Is a place that only he can know, not a space in this world?
Ji Dao had no idea about this, and he could say that he had no sense of this illusory space. If this was not spoken from the mouth of the Hell God, Ji Dao would definitely not believe it at other moments.
The evidence now shows that the Hell God has systematic research on the different dimensions, and I am afraid that no one in the world can understand it.
Logically speaking, the Ji Dao should have some sense, because after all, this soul is in him. Could it be that the ability of the spiritual sense perception will also cause permanent trauma?
He sighed. Now, I'm afraid there is really only one explanation, but what surprised Ji Dao was that not only the special abilities above the soul power, but even the different dimensions can give it some unique perceptions even at the level of spiritual consciousness.
Such a soul, the word "extreme" is well deserved, but I don't know what substance its essence is. If I can have a further understanding, I might have some wonderful discoveries.
"As long as you reach that space, the huge energy generated at the moment when the soul power is released will not harm you. For example, this is similar to the fact that you have a protective layer in your body that can only be immune to the damage caused by yourself. You cannot introduce other attacks."
"Why is this again?"
Jidao doesn't want to give up such ability. If there is this unique space that can guide all attacks, then the person involved is basically in an invincible state.
He smiled mysteriously and explained:
"That alien space is like a crack in space, leading to another world, and the laws of that world are very different from this world. The alien dimension belongs to that world, so it will not be rejected by it. As for other souls, you should understand what it means."
The pale face of Hell God showed a knowing smile, and it looked like a kind elder patiently answering the questions of his younger generations. However, looking at the terrifying and evil appearance of Hell God, it is really difficult to hook him up with the kind elder.
Ji Dao nodded and signaled to understand.
In general, except for the alien dimension and pure energy, any matter with the symbol of this world will be rejected by that space.
So if you want to use such a space as a Qiankun bag that can absorb everything, this idea is too beautiful, and it is a bit fake.
"You've finished asking questions, are you ready to start?"
Ji Dao sat cross-legged in front of him, proving his determination with practical actions
The Hell God did not say anything like the transformation process was extremely painful, because this was a common topic. In fact, saying or not saying it was just giving the parties a chance to prepare, it was just a kind of kindness.
The God of Hell understood that the Great Dao did not need such a reminder, because he might have been used to this kind of pain.
Although he is just a twenty-six-year-old young man, many people are unable to compare with what he has lost and the pain he has experienced.
Wandering in the darkest and brightest, with several ups and downs, Ji Dao has long been the coward who only follows his sister in the Ye family.
The arrival of pain one after another is just a matter of degree or degree for him.
"I can numb your nerves so that you don't feel pain."
But before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Ji Dao.
He just smiled heartily:
"People, they will only know how to cherish after they are lost."
Such words came out of Ji Dao's mouth, and the god of hell was trembling. It was precisely because he lost more that he could know that what he got was hard-earned.
This is a chance given by God. If Ji Dao had not lost anything, he would seem to feel that it was not real enough.
Destiny is fair. When you lose or get something, you will also get or lose something equivalent. Ji Dao has always believed in this truth.
Perhaps there is really a son of fate, and it seems that he can make all the gods feel helpless, so they have to retreat obediently on the roadside and let him move forward.
But Ji Dao never thought he was that person
A slight sting sound came, and pain began to spread from Ji Dao's fingers to the tip of his heart.
Everyone said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and this sentence is not fake at all.
As if his heart was slowly shattered, the extremely miserable screams came from Ji Dao's throat, and echoes came from this quiet space.
Then his toes came out, and then all over his body, his muscles seemed to be bitten by evil spirits, and the bones on Ji Dao's body seemed to be bitten by countless ants, and his tendons seemed to be pulled by countless people, and then slowly stretched and stretched...
For pain, no one can have any resistance unless it is a person without nerves. Behind the seemingly resistance, it is actually just that the intensity of pain is not large enough.
The screams gradually became hoarse. It must be that Ji Dao's strength was gradually exhausted. He couldn't shout it out, and even if he felt pain, he couldn't shout it out.
Ji Dao's eyes gradually became covered with a dead gray color, and it was slowly losing its color.
Ji Dao's whole body became dull, his mouth was tilted to one side, and there was saliva dripping slowly on the corners of his mouth. At this time, the reaction of his body was not something he could control.
Ji Dao's skin began to turn white slowly, it was a pure white, pure without a trace of magazines. He had collapsed on the ground as if he had dispersed.
He had fainted. Yes, even with this determination, his body would not allow you to continue to bear it.
People who have suffered extreme physical pain for a long time will not only become numb, but even their temperament will become numb. That is not a kind of aloof indifference.
Numbness may make you lose your humanity.
Seeing that he had already fainted after lying on the ground, the God of Hell also sighed from his heart:
"You will definitely be strong, at least, better than me in the past."
The first step of dismantling has been completed, and the next step should be reorganization. The purple-black soul power lingers on the fingertips of the Hell God, and then wraps up layer by layer towards the already white body of Jidao.
He didn't dare to neglect for a moment. After all, this involves not another space in this world. Even with his power, he would be careless at all.
"After going out, your partner Qianxuan will keep following you."
But in a daze, the Hell God seemed to have thought of something again. He silently recited Qianxuan's name for a long time, and then smiled with relief.
He has been smiling so happily for a long time.
"I didn't expect that everything I was pursuing back then was on fate. It's really good that fortune makes people, and fortune makes people."
Seeing Ji Dao's body solidify bit by bit, the movements of the Hell God's hands finally slowed down.
He stopped and quietly lowered it, and the relief smile once again emerged from his face.
"It's almost done. When he wakes up, everything will be over. My sins should be redeemed."