"clear."
Zhao Fan nodded.
This opportunity to punish sinners is quite humane.
When you can no longer hold on, you still have time to choose to give up. If you insist on forcefully, you will take the initiative to commit suicide.
He took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll go down first. You may not be comfortable with the environment here, so why not go up and wait for me."
"No, I'll just wait here for you." Yaozu shook his head and smiled, and said: "Although the environment is indeed very cautious, you are only a half-ancestral creature. How can I rest assured? If my brother knows that I have abandoned you... If you wait outside, you will definitely be mean to me."
"All right."
Zhao Fan smiled at her, then moved and fell into the huge corpse pit.
Through the gap between the tragic corpses.
In one fell swoop, he dropped to the bottom.
That is the tenth floor.
It is worth mentioning that there are ten layers of corpses laid out in the entire corpse pit. The further down, the higher the life level.
at this time.
A large cup appeared in Zhao Fan's sight.
The height is about ten meters.
The diameter of the cup mouth is three meters.
The whole body is bloody.
There was an unknown red liquid flowing in it.
It also smells of a faint medicinal scent.
It really doesn't look like the blood of a living creature.
Zhao Fan stepped forward and walked to the big cup.
As long as you touch the wall of the cup, you can start to temper your will.
Without any hesitation, he raised one hand and put his fingertips against the wall of the cup.
At this moment, a terrifying scene happened!
I saw all the corpses in the corpse pit, their heads turning stiffly.
They all faced Zhao Fan at the bottom.
Those pairs of ferocious, desperate, and frightened eyes were all focused on him!
For a moment.
Zhao Fan felt like his goosebumps were falling all over the floor.
Even his state of mind started to shudder!
Just at this time.
It was as if there was a big invisible hand grabbing onto his body, forcefully pulling his consciousness into the big cup.
Moreover, there is no resistance!
After a moment.
Zhao Fan's body fell limply to the ground, like a body reduced to an empty shell.
And all of his consciousness was dragged into the big cup and soaked in blood.
Zhao Fan's conscious body trembled.
because.
His consciousness is not in a condensed state.
Instead, it seemed to be dispersed into countless particles, evenly integrated into the red liquid.
It was as if he had turned into grains of sand and was wrapped in them all at the same time.
In this state, any feeling will be infinitely amplified, amplified, and amplified again!
"What an amazing way to exercise."
At the moment, Zhao Fan is not aware of the seriousness of the problem, and is even enjoying the taste of the red liquid.
It's like a tired person being massaged hard by something.
but.
over time.
Similar to the power of massage, getting stronger and stronger!
It was so big that it broke through the boundaries of comfort and turned into huge pain!
"hiss!!!"
Zhao Fan took a breath.
Caught off guard, his consciousness almost collapsed and fell apart!
He immediately concentrated on resisting the package of red liquid.
The dispersed particles of consciousness are continuously compressed by the red liquid.
The pain of squeezing, every time, is like being severely injured when you are on the verge of death!
after all.
evenly wrapped, one
Wave extrusion is equivalent to countless extrusions superimposed together! ! !
Zhao Fan's consciousness sublimated unconsciously during this kind of tempering.
Like a sponge squeezing out the water, or like metal under a hydraulic press, lean and begging for mercy.
All particles of consciousness are getting smaller.
However, it became more and more tenacious and solid.
Zhao Fan was in severe pain and couldn't bear to die, but he was far from reaching his limit and could still hold on.
Above the corpse pit.
Yaozu's worried eyes were always paying attention to the big cup under the corpse pit.
The figure in white robe fell on the ground outside the cup. This is normal, because it will be in such a state after the consciousness is withdrawn, but nothing will really happen.
And the reason why she was worried was because she saw the red liquid in the cup boiling like crazy.
The more violent the boiling, the more intense the tempering of consciousness.
"The consciousness of creation is already very high, even comparable to the peak of the ancestral realm, otherwise it would not start boiling as soon as you enter."
Yaozu thought in shock.
What she fears most is the arrogance of the genius, who will not let the other party give in easily.
If you reach the limit of endurance and face three opportunities to breathe...
The body outside the cup is really reduced to a corpse.
"Come on, you will succeed."
Yaozu couldn't help but clench his hands together and looked nervously at the big cup underneath.
Gradually.
An hour passed.
"As far as I know, the longest lasting one is one hour plus one stick of incense."
Yaozu whispered thoughtfully: "Almost all those who failed, the ones who persisted the longest only lasted for an hour. Now, his consciousness training should be within the tolerance, and he has no worries."
In the past, as long as you persisted for more than an hour, there were no examples of failure or failure.
As per usual.
She could breathe a sigh of relief for Zhao Fan.
However, it was not over yet after all, so Yaozu's heart never stopped.
Time continues to pass.
Another stick of incense passed in the blink of an eye.
"it's not finished yet?!"
Yaozu stared blankly at the big cup that was boiling more vigorously, "On the contrary, the tempering has become stronger? Has his consciousness opened up to a whole new world now?"
The more I looked, the more worried I became.
Every minute and every second seems to become extremely long.
finally.
It lasted for two hours.
The boiling momentum of the red liquid began to show a weakening trend, but it seemed that it was still early to end.
In the eyes of Yaozu.
The weakening trend is very slow.
It will take at least another hour for the red liquid to return to stillness.
"He...will be tempered for three hours?"
Yaozu's beautiful eyes widened. She really couldn't imagine how powerful the consciousness of a semi-ancestral creature could be!
"Huh? The fluctuations of the rules of destruction, and the fluctuations of the rules of death?"
Yaozu suddenly noticed that the red liquid in the cup had two regular fluctuations.
Such a sign is that consciousness has reached a new level that can carry rules! ! !
"Two hours have passed before you even made the move?"
Yaozu was stunned for a moment.
This means that before, the opponent's consciousness has been being tempered crazily. Not only that, if the degree of boiling is not maximized, the tempering may be even more severe!
"That's outrageous. He... huh?"
Yao Ancestor suddenly remembered something and looked at the red liquid carefully, "Chensheng is the Half-Ancestor of Double Rules?!!"
Two great Saint Ancestral Artifacts are added to the body, two half-ancestors of rules...
The white-robed figure in my eyes is mysterious
It feels like your own vision can only see the tip of the iceberg on the other person...
Just at this time.
The criminal leader escaped into the two ancestral realms again!
