I don’t know how much time passed, but from the deepest part of Wu Nian Star Sea, a figure came from far and near, speeding towards me.
"This core area."
"Few people arrive."
Yan Xing's expression was solemn, no longer as relaxed and comfortable as before. The depths of his consciousness were filled with a large group of purple monsters, which were extremely terrifying and powerful, and he had to go all out to kill them.
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Yan Xing's consciousness went crazy, and he unleashed many mysterious techniques, killing all the demons and monsters until they were defeated. A large number of strange powers of creation emerged and were swallowed up and merged by the "dark whirlpool".
But there are endless divine light particles in the Wu Nian Star Sea, and they are killing them endlessly. After killing one batch, another batch comes rushing in. This is an extremely despicable wheel battle.
If it weren't for the punishment of hell, other existences would have been unable to bear it long ago. The power of consciousness would be exhausted, leaving only a gray and gray exit.
At this point, Yan Xing has swallowed countless billions of particles, his strength has skyrocketed, and his four-dimensional numerical value has been improved to nearly two points.
At this time, the original black color of the black hole consciousness vortex can no longer be seen. After integrating a large amount of strange power, the vortex becomes colorful, like a bizarre hollow, mixed with many colors.
"The divine light particles are second. With the consciousness talent of the Star Spirit Clan, true immortals, or some powerful gods and demons, can also get here."
"The key is..."
Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of dark mist suddenly appeared in front of him. He was smashed into pieces by the speeding man. His long robe instantly turned into nothingness, and his whole body was covered with light.
It is a dark mist. In the very depths of the Wu Nian Star Sea, in addition to the wandering divine light particles, there is also a very high level of mist. Even a true immortal would not dare to go deep into it.
This is a mysterious area that the Star Spirit Clan has never explored.
He also understood why Yan Xing would safely place the thing here. After all, the time scale span was too large, and it could not be ruled out that someone would accidentally break in.
But with the fog as a barrier, the security has been greatly improved. Unless it is a perfect pure blood or a prehistoric life form like a rat, no one dares to break in.
The reason why human pure blood cannot be considered to create a replica is because the power of blood is not only related to the physical body, it includes but is not limited to essence, energy, spirit, original light, and even deeper soul particles and consciousness. , thinking, etc.
Therefore, although Yan Xing's physical body is not pure blood, his consciousness is also immune to the erosion of the fog, and he can walk into the depths of the Wu Nian Star Sea unharmed.
"Eh? What's going on? These divine light particles..."
Yan Xing suddenly looked stunned. As he continued to penetrate deeper, when he broke into an area, it seemed as if he had crossed a certain boundary. The surrounding divine light particles disappeared, and there seemed to be a blank area in front of him.
Looking around, there were divine light particles passing by from time to time, but they all ignored the punishment in front of them, and disappeared in a slight flash the moment they entered the blank area.
This place is like a forbidden area for divine light particles. It's not that there are no divine light particles, but all the particles that get close are swallowed up by a strange force.
If you lift your sight as high as possible and look down, you will find that this blank area is an unusually wide whirlpool, like a hole in the eye of the sea, swallowing up endless particles of divine light every moment.
The devouring of human power seems extremely small compared to this majestic power of heaven and earth.
The entire Star Spirit Clan's consumption of divine light particles is probably not as high as this place. The unknown existence here is the real master of the Wu Nian Star Sea!
"If I'm not wrong..."
Yan Xing's eyes moved slightly, his heart was burning, he no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the core of the blank area. The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and could be seen everywhere.
Traveling deep into the depths, the mist has turned from pitch black to pure white, the real restricted area of life. However, they can instantly kill the terrifying power of the True Immortal, but they cannot stop the advance of the blood shadow.
[Secret Technique·Blood Armor] is a technique that is not popular on the street, but it is a must-have technique for many monks wearing explosive clothes.
Magical powers and secrets such as the magic of the sky and the earth can be seen everywhere. When the body is enlarged, the clothes are broken. Not everyone has magic robes that can be enlarged and reduced. This secret skill was developed from this.
Its principle is very simple, it is to use qi and blood to fuse aura and turn it into a piece of body-covering armor. It has good defense and can also cover up shame. From now on, you no longer have to worry about being exposed.
Yan Xing's blood can resist the erosion of the mist. In the pure white mist, it works better than any fairy weapon.
After walking for a long time, Yan Xing was shaken and finally saw a huge shadow in front of him after breaking through the fog.
It was a gray floating island. It was not big, with a radius of only 100,000 feet. However, wherever it stood, the aura it exuded was vast and ancient, as if it were the end of everything, and seemed to be able to suppress all the time and space, which made people feel sad involuntarily. Awe.
Yan Xing's eyes were solemn, he approached slowly, and successfully landed on the floating island. A stone tablet stood in front of him, with some words and pictures written on it.
"The Land of Final Illusion?"
Yan Xing murmured in a low voice, walked forward, and carefully looked at the pictures and texts on the tablet.
"This is the same as the Demonic Sky Ruins. It is also one of the centers of the Truth. Its function is not to restart time, but..."
"Collect the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings and turn them into the essence of consciousness."
"The Tree of Final Illusion!?"
Yan Xing's eyes showed a look of surprise. He looked past the stone tablet and looked at the strange trees hidden under the mist. They were crystal clear, like carved crystals. There were ninety-nine trees in total, arranged in a special pattern on the floating surface. on the island.
Curiously, he walked forward and touched the tree trunk with his hands. It was as warm as jade and as cold as ice. At the same time, a sense of enlightenment emerged in his heart.
"The Tree of Final Illusion is an ultra-rare treasure born from the concept of nothingness. From the birth to the destruction of the world, the number of trees that can breed this tree will never exceed the number of nine. Each one has extraordinary powers. Powerful. 』
"The Tree of Final Illusion can absorb the seven emotions and six desires, and produce the fruits of the seven emotions and six desires. Taking it can enhance the state of consciousness and help break through the eighth realm of consciousness, creating something out of nothing." 』
hiss--
Yan Xing's body froze, and his palms bounced off the tree trunk like an electric shock. He took two steps back with a look of horror on his face, and took a breath of cold air in his heart.
The supreme treasure!
The most incredible treasure!
Yan Xing felt his throat was stiff. He still could not fully understand the greatness of the "Tree of Final Illusion", nor did he understand what "the eighth realm of consciousness came out of nothing", but from a few words, he could glimpse the tip of the iceberg.
From birth to destruction, the number of trees that can breed this tree will never exceed the number of nine in the world. This sentence is enough to shock him for thousands of years.
"Real or fake? Such a treasure, why are there so many here, ninety-nine in total!"
Yan Xing's eyes flashed with surprise. If all this was true, then the horror of the "Truth" would be even more unimaginable.
"Can you dig one out?"
Yan Xing's eyes showed a fierce look, and all his imagination was false. Only the benefits in his hands were meaningful.
"Drink! Ha——"
Thinking of this, he directly opened up his firepower and used all his methods against a "Tree of Final Illusion".
Cut, burn, pull out, push, suck, bite...
After a long time, Yan Xing slumped on the ground with a defeated face and shook his head in disappointment.
He now somewhat believed that this thing was real. He tried his best, but couldn't shake the opponent at all, not even a branch or a leaf.
The entire floating island is standing still due to the combined efforts of all the methods. Don't even think about swallowing the hell dimension. It can't shake even the slightest bit of blood and urine.
"Why are there none of the so-called fruits of seven emotions and six desires?"
Yan Xing regained his composure and scanned the trees carefully. They were all bare and there were no rumored magical fruits.
"Forget it, my target is not them."
He shook his head, stood up, and walked towards the center of the floating island in search of some mysterious feeling.
Yan Xing spanned endless years and left him a gift deep in the woods, and arranged special means to guide him.
After passing through the Final Illusion Trees, parting the clouds and seeing the sun, a clearing came into view, surrounded by ninety-nine crystal trees like stars over the moon.
"This, this is..."
Yan Xingtong's hole has shrunk, and the open space is no more than three feet. In the center is a magical green plant with nine branches and nine leaves, forming a spiral upwards.
Above the pointed top of the trunk, there is a nine-color strange flower suspended in the air. The flower has nine petals with distinct colors. It rotates slowly, and the nine colors are intertwined in the center of the flower, as if there are signs of fusion.
Around this flower, a large number of divine light particles emerge out of thin air at every moment, and are swallowed up by the flower, as if it is a bottomless pit that will never reject anyone who comes and will never be satisfied.
"I see!"
Yan Xing's eyes showed a look of astonishment, and he understood the true image of Wu Nian Xinghai. Those divine light particles were the essence of consciousness condensed from the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings absorbed in the Land of Final Illusion.
Originally, these essences were supposed to be the nutrients for the "Tree of Final Illusion", used to produce the fruits of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires. The reason why I couldn't find any fruit after searching the woods was because all the nutrients were intercepted by this flower.
"What on earth is this? It's so domineering, even the Tree of Final Illusion..."
Yan Xing's expression changed. He didn't know where Yan Xing found this thing and then transplanted it here. After more than 200 billion years, it seemed to have matured.
"Are you going to eat it?"
Yan Xing was not sure whether he had the ability or the qualifications to get his hands on such a heaven-defying thing, but he believed in Yan Xing and he would not harm himself.
He walked forward and slowly reached out to the nine-color flower. The moment his fingertips touched the petals——
boom!
Changes occurred suddenly, thinking went blank, and the whirlpool of consciousness collapsed.
