In the turbulence of the void, a figure flashed, it was Tang Zhen who was on his way.
Traveling in the turbulent flow of the void requires rich experience and enough patience.
Every step here is dangerous, whether it is a giant beast in the void or various undercurrents, it is enough to make travelers pay a heavy price.
Those who dare to walk in the void have enough means of self-protection. After all, this is a real restricted area of life.
After staying in the void for a moment and correcting his direction through the plane coordinates, Tang Zhen continued to move forward in a semi-energy form.
There is no direction, sound or light in the void. If you don't even have plane coordinates, you can only wander aimlessly.
For the weak-willed, traveling in the void is a torture, and it won't take long for them to go completely crazy.
In the endless void, you can occasionally see the projection of consciousness that accidentally enters the void. Because the mental power is too weak, it does not stay for a long time at all?
The vast majority of consciousness projections enter the void in a coma or sleep state, and they will never know that they have entered a high-dimensional void.
After all, you can't feel anything in the void, so who can be sure that you have really been there?
If you are unlucky and are captured by evil beings in the void, you will suffer a series of disasters.
Many of those unlucky ones who are possessed by demons project their consciousness into the void, and then are captured by demons and take over their bodies.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Tang Zhen. Even if he occasionally encounters consciousness projections, he will choose to ignore them.
This was not Tang Zhen's first time traveling in the void. He knew what not to do and would deliberately avoid dangerous places.
Even if he is the Creator, he does not dare to underestimate the vast void, otherwise he will pay a heavy price.
The target of this trip is a high-energy plane. Not only is there a temporary clone of the God King, it is also a treasure hunting place for many Loucheng monks.
According to the introduction of the information, this plane is called the Great Haotian World, and there are many subsidiary small worlds next to it.
If you want to enter the Great Haotian World, you must enter through the attached small world, and there are many restrictions.
At the same time, the information mentioned that you should not use monk skills in this world, otherwise you will be easily sensed by the indigenous monks.
Once exposed, a special hunting team will appear to hunt down and kill the Loucheng monks.
The reason is that the Loucheng monks have sneaked in many times, causing this plane to suffer great losses.
Therefore, the Great Haotian World issued an order that once the traces of the Loucheng monks are discovered, they must be reported, and everyone can kill them to receive rewards.
None of the Loucheng monks who can enter the Great Haotian world are weak, so this wanted order is basically just a decoration, and it is impossible for ordinary people to discover the traces of the Loucheng monks.
In order to better disguise and complete the task, Tang Zhen once carefully studied the cultivation system of the Haotian Plane and found that this is a world where various weird gods exist.
It is somewhat similar to the Wizarding World, but in many places it is completely different. In short, it is extremely chaotic.
The strength level of the monks is closely related to their respective beliefs, and they fight and exclude each other.
In addition to various mysterious cultivation systems, the most mainstream cultivation method in this world is the pursuit of ultimate power.
When the strength reaches its limit, various additional states will appear, doubling the monk's combat effectiveness.
This seemingly simple and crude way of cultivation is very suitable for killing on the battlefield, so the combat effectiveness of Haotian plane monks cannot be underestimated.
Fights that shatter mountains with one punch and cut off rivers with one kick appear from time to time in this world.
In addition, due to the suppression of world rules, the Creator monks cannot enter in their true form, otherwise it will turn into a moving natural disaster and cause various disasters.
In this case, how to perform covert actions and steal the original power?
Therefore, Tang Zhen cannot enter with his true body, otherwise he will be discovered, and then encounter resistance from the original will and the indigenous monks.
Casting a consciousness clone and sneaking into this world quietly is the only way.
The strength of the clone's consciousness cannot be too strong, otherwise it will still be detected and lead to the pursuit of the indigenous monks.
While on the road, Tang Zhen had already analyzed possible situations he might encounter and formulated a detailed infiltration plan.
In a slum, Hawke suddenly opened his eyes.
The tired and dull eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and the eyelids seemed to be supported by invisible force, unable to close even if they wanted to.
Hawke, who had just finished the night shift, felt like he was in disarray. He would fall asleep if he touched the bed.
In this state, Hawke's eyes widened strangely, something was obviously wrong.
It's a pity that there is no one at home, and no one knows what Hawke is going through at this time, and he is being manipulated like a puppet on strings.
He walked under the bed, fiddling with something with his eyes blankly, his mind wandering the whole time.
Fortunately he didn't know what he was doing, otherwise he would have trembled with fear and then knelt down to pray to the gods of his faith.
It turned out that he was holding a basin in his hand, filled with well water collected last night, and it shone with a cold light that made people panic.
There was a low sound in my ears, like the weird sounds that came from time to time in a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. I wanted to struggle to get rid of it, but I couldn't stop.
A weird smile appeared at the corner of Hawke's mouth, then he placed the basin on the table and put his face against it.
Then he bent down at 90 degrees, soaked his face in the basin, and remained motionless during the whole process.
There were bubbles emerging from the water, and the blood vessels under the skin were obviously bulging, but Hawke was like a clay sculpture, not moving at all.
Time passed slowly, and after about 10 minutes, a wave suddenly appeared in the still water basin.
Then Hawke suddenly stood up and knocked over the basin filled with water, causing a muffled sound on the floor.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a knocking at the door, followed by a curse from a landlord, warning Hawke to be careful.
If there was another time, he would throw Hawke out.
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time!"
Hawke's voice sounded strange, but the landlord outside couldn't tell it at all.
He cursed again, then shut his mouth and went back to smoking his hookah under the eaves.
Hawke in the room stiffened up, his heels lifted off the ground, and his toes were raised strangely.
His hair, which was wet with water, was stuck to his forehead, and water droplets were falling down his chin. His bloodshot eyes turned up strangely at this moment.
No other colors could be seen, only pale white.
At this moment, Hawke looked like a corpse that had just drowned, but he maintained a strange standing posture under the water.
It was as if an invisible thread pulled him up, but he did not leave the ground.
After a while, Hawke's body was twisting and twitching like a convulsion.
A mouthful of filthy liquid spurted out of Hawke's mouth, and his arms kept waving around in an exaggerated manner.
After another minute or so, the twitching and struggling slowly stopped. Hawke was like a rag doll with his muscles and bones removed, and his head drooped toward his chest.
"Tick tock..."
The sound of water falling on the floor sounded extremely ethereal and strange in this narrow and shabby apartment.
"Hoo..."
Soon there was a slight moan, and Hawke, who was like a deflated rubber ball, slowly raised his head, with an evil smile on his pale face.
"Haotian plane, here I come..."
