Chapter 357: The Peak of the Linglu Realm, Ancient Bronze Palaces
Suffocating, the endless pressure seemed to penetrate into Chen Anyian's body from the pores all over his body.
Almost completely occupying his body.
Chen Anian desperately tried to rush out, but there was turbid and sticky blood in all directions, and there seemed to be countless hands below, dragging him downwards.
The scream that sounded like a demonic voice in my ears was gone.
It was as if after experiencing the crushing force of Shimo Mountain, those shrieking ghosts turned into powder.
Chen Anian urged the sea of consciousness and the universe to spin wildly, and the primeval stones burned to the extreme, evaporating several original galaxies. He finally broke free from the shackles of the sea of blood, rushed to the sky, looked at the sea of blood below, and gasped for air.
"What the hell is this place?"
With lingering fear, he spread out his spiritual consciousness and explored everything around him.
This land has never been seen before.
The tens of thousands of stone saw mountains, the stone grinding mountains that crush everything, and the boundless sea of blood below the stone grinding mountains.
If I hadn't experienced the grinding of Stone Mill Mountain, I would never have known that there would be such a sea of blood below.
How can any of this look like the ethereal world?
After all, there are ferocious beasts in the external virtual world, or at least there are lives.
However, upon entering this place, there is an eerie silence.
Is this what the fairyland used to be like?
Suddenly, Chen Anyian's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to find a completely different place at the edge of his spiritual consciousness.
Chen Anyian quickly flew towards that place.
Soon, what came into view was a lake with a faint milky white halo.
The lake is clearly in the sea of blood, but it is clearly separate from the sea of blood.
And in this lake, Chen Anyian felt the aura that made his heart tremble and sway violently.
The magical power fragments are all magical power fragments.
This entire milky white lake is actually filled with countless magical fragments as vast as the sands of Hengsha!
Chen Anyian's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
Then he carefully and unbelievably used a low-grade magic weapon to fish out a magical fragment from the lake.
It's true.
These magical fragments are real.
Moreover... this lake formed by the gathering of magical fragments does not seem to have the dragging power of the sea of blood.
Chen Anian did not dare to reach out directly, but still controlled the magic weapon and fished out piece after piece of magical fragments.
The fragments of magical power entered the universe of the sea of consciousness, were immediately swallowed by the abyss, and then turned into a piece of original light points and scattered in the universe of the sea of consciousness.
Time passed slowly, and Chen Anyian finally couldn't bear the throbbing in his heart. He put one hand into the lake and saw the sea of consciousness and the universe spinning crazily.
The fragments of supernatural power almost formed a river, which was swallowed up by Chen Anyian.
"Rumble..."
The sea of consciousness and the universe are operating to the extreme, but it is not for the purpose of using tactics, but for swallowing fragments of magical powers.
Chen Anyian has never seen such a large number of magical fragments.
I'm afraid that even if I kill all the evil spirits outside and take out the fragments of mystical power, they will be nothing compared to this lake.
Chen Anyian had the illusion of meeting a beggar and meeting a golden mountain.
"Is this the benefit of opening up wasteland in the virtual spirit world?"
"Danger and opportunity coexist..."
"Just this treasure land is enough to make a lot of money."
There are so many magical fragments that the Consciousness Sea Universe is almost overwhelmed.
But Chen Anyian still didn't stop.
While using the storage ring to collect the magical fragments crazily, he continued to devour them.
It's not pleasant to eat and take it with you.
With the help of magical fragments, the natal spirit can smelt the rune chain faster and faster.
Only an hour passed.
The aura on Chen Anyian's body stagnated for an instant, and then rushed to another level.
In the five-element rune chain, the fifty-fifth rune was finally smelted into the soul of life.
The pinnacle of the spirit realm!
Chen Anyian's eyes flashed with light. Even if he had just reached the peak level, if he encountered those ten Seven King Forbiddens again, he would at least be able to fight them head-on without using the Eight Emperors Forbiddens.
Finally, I am no longer so constrained.
Deep in the core of the Consciousness Sea, the eighteen abyss seem to have undergone different changes because of so many magical fragments.
The source light points are almost connected to form a waterfall, rushing out of the eighteen abyss and flying into the sea of consciousness and the universe.
The fifty-fifth original galaxy quietly took shape.
But Chen Anyian could clearly feel that more and more magical fragments were intercepted by these eighteen abyss.
Driven by the almost endless fragments of magical power, the eighteen abyss, like the outer sea of consciousness and the universe, become deeper and wider.
It's just that the sea of consciousness and the universe are getting brighter and brighter, filled with light; while the eighteen abyss are as deep as ink and filled with silence.
But the original light point that brought light to the universe of consciousness flew out of the eighteen abyss.
The two are one body and two sides, and both are constantly expanding.
But as more and more magical fragments become available, it becomes stronger and stronger.
In the first abyss, a low but extremely clear heartbeat suddenly appeared.
"Plop..."
"Plop..."
The heartbeat is very low and the frequency is not high.
At this moment, Chen Anyian suddenly felt that the entire sea of consciousness and the universe trembled, and then he seemed to see himself.
This self is at the bottom of the first abyss.
It's the fragment of my own consciousness.
But now, that fragment of consciousness seems to be wrapped in something.
Like...a gray...egg.
This is where the heartbeat sound comes from.
This gray egg beats every once in a while.
Chen Anyian could clearly feel that a large number of magical fragments were swallowed by this egg.
"Is this what the abyss is gestating?"
Chen Anian was not fooled by the ordinary appearance of this egg.
It seems to be a life that has just been conceived and already has a strong sense of territory.
Originally, the number of magical fragments swallowed by the eighteen abyss was basically the same.
But after the egg appeared, at least half of it was snatched away by the first abyss, and the remaining seventeen abyss divided up the remaining half.
Because of the abyss formed after swallowing eighteen drops of ink, after the egg was conceived, it completely embarked on an unknown path.
However, Chen Anyian only paid attention to it for a moment and then felt relieved.
This egg has long been fused with the fragments of his own consciousness, and because of its appearance, his control over the fragments of his consciousness has returned.
Now it seems that it is not a bad thing.
Through this egg, he could observe some nearby situations. Even if he couldn't see too far, it was still much better than a blind eye.
An unknown number of rune fragments and magical power fragments were deposited in the abyss.
These fragments floated slowly at the bottom of the pitch-black abyss, and were then swallowed by the newly emerged eggs.
However, the number of original light points supplying the universe of consciousness sea has not decreased.
This is the most important thing related to Chen Anyian's current state.
Since his cultivation level was not affected, Chen Anyian did not forcefully interfere with the operation of the abyss.
Just when Chen Anyian was frantically devouring the magical fragments,
Eighty thousand miles away from here,
A huge ancient bronze temple complex, towering like a mountain, welcomed ten uninvited guests.
Nangong Xuetu raised his head, looked at the group of ancient bronze palaces in front of him, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The ancient bronze palace they entered before was completely different from the group of ancient palaces in front of them.
To be precise.
The ancient bronze palace before, here, can only be regarded as a corner attic at best.
But in front of us is a magnificent palace.
The two are not the same.
"It seems that the greatest opportunity in this unexplored virtual world lies in the palaces in front of us." Nangong Xuetu said softly.
His eyes wandered around the mysterious lines outside the palace complex, revealing the color of greed.