In the dark world.
Dorian was too lazy to count the time. He couldn't remember exactly how long he had lived alone here.
In short, his long black hair can now touch the ground, and his stubble has turned into a beard. It's not that Dorian doesn't want to repair it, but he has already repaired it countless times.
Endless loneliness is too easy to break a person's heart, no matter how strong the person is.
Take Daolin as an example, now he is no longer in the ordinary realm of creation. He has broken through to the peak of creation in this dark world, and is infinitely close to the peak of the realm of divine union.
But he still can't break through this world, and he still doesn't even know what this space is.
As his realm improved, he understood more about the world. He knew many rules about the operation of the world, but it was useless no matter how much he knew, he couldn't leave here.
"I can see the memories of two lifetimes from here. Someone must have told me this on purpose to get me out of my confusion, but why didn't you let me go?"
"And what kind of strong person can do this? The emperor? The emperor should be stronger than Shenhe, and he shouldn't be able to banish a person to such a ghost place at will."
"Holy Lord? I have never heard of the existence of Holy Lord in this world. If it was done by Holy Lord, the steel ball should be able to help me. After all, he is also Holy Lord."
"Besides, if it was Gang Bong who did it, he could have said it clearly. There is no need to beat around the bush and do this."
"Inferring from this, that is above the Holy Lord, then it is also a powerful person in the divine realm..."
"The Demon God? Probably not. The Demon God is still trapped in the Dragon Realm and is far away in the land of nothingness, but it is unknown how many clones the Demon God has."
Thinking of this, Dolin immediately gave a negative answer. If it was the devil, he would definitely want Dolin to die. After all, his devil's godhead was in Dolin's hands.
"Could it be another god?" Dolin muttered, looking up at the sky.
"Hey! Is there a god? Come out and let's have a chat. You've been looking at me for so long. When will it be over?" Dolin seemed to be talking to himself or talking to someone. You can finish what he said. After a long time, no one or God paid any attention to him.
"We can talk about anything. I have been trapped here for so long without saying a word. The outside world has changed." Dolin continued to shout without giving up.
"After so many years, my family members are getting old. You have to let me see them."
"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. I collapsed halfway. I lost my loyalty. You have to let me be filial for a while."
"The people I love, my brothers are old, can you let me see them."
Dorian kept talking, knowing that no one would listen to him because he couldn't remember how many times he had said these words.
The reason why he still said that was because he was too bored and lonely, so lonely that he was afraid that one day he would stop talking and forget how to talk.
"The flow of time here is one thousandth times that of the outside world. If you stay here for a hundred years, the outside world will only last for thirty days." Suddenly, a voice came. This was the first time Dolin heard a voice since he came here.
He jumped up from the ground excitedly. He looked around, his breathing quickened with excitement.
"Who are you? Who are you?" growled Dorian.
"Why are you trapping me here!"
"answer me!"
"When will you let me out!"
"Are you here?"
"answer me!"
But no matter how much Dolin shouted, there was no voice to answer him, as if the voice he just heard was an auditory hallucination.
"Please, let me out!" Dolin knelt down weakly. All his previous composure was just a pretense. He had already reached the edge of collapse. If he hadn't been comforting himself, he might have been killed. Forced to commit suicide.
"You...you...who are you!!" Dolin suddenly roared ferociously, like a wounded beast.
"If you can, keep trapping me. Otherwise, if you wait until I get out, I will find you and kill you!!!" Dolin pointed his head and roared.
Soon, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot with the roar, and he fell softly to the ground.
His face was full of despair, looking at the vast and endless black, he collapsed, he was desperate.
"No! I cheer up! I will definitely be able to escape from here. Since the speed of time here is one thousandth of what I remember, I will take this opportunity to practice hard. When I am strong enough to escape from here, I must Find this man out."
While thinking about it, Daolin sat up cross-legged again and started practicing. He was now overcoming a problem, that is, there was no follow-up to "The Art of Immortality", and he did not have a single technique to support him in breaking through the divine alliance.
"Since it's body refining, let's keep doing it. The sixth level is induction refining, so... the seventh level is soul refining."
Now that he should be in a soul state, it would be appropriate to refine his soul.
After falling silent again, Daolin began his research work again. Creating a technique was not a simple matter. After all, he had no foundation. He had been practicing other people's techniques from beginning to end. He had no clue how to create it.
Just when Daolin was at a loss, the voice sounded again: "Creating exercises requires you to conceive in your mind the effect of the exercises you want to create, that is, making a plan, and then perfecting your plan based on reality, which is the process. , how to practice to achieve this process, this is what you have to think about."
"Materialize the conclusion you have reached, that is the manifestation of the success of the technique."
Hearing this voice again, Daolin did not act overly. He listened carefully to the advice given by the other party and had a plan in mind to create the seventh level of skills.
Soul refining is to enhance the strength of the soul. If Daolin was lacking in any aspect before, it was the soul. If the seventh level improves this shortcoming, he will truly become an invulnerable existence.
In fact, during a period of time here, Daolin made a very systematic judgment on the power of Fengyuan's sword. He compared Fengyuan's state with his state at that time.
Fengyuan was already at the end of his strength at that time, and although he was a little tired, his most powerful body was his physical body, and he was protected by the Zhaotian Poisonous Death Python. Even if he could not withstand the blow, he would not die.
In the end, he concluded that the person who trapped him in this space moved his hands and feet to forcefully pull his soul here so that he could have an environment where he could practice with peace of mind.
Since the other party has spoken to me for the first time today, it proves that the other party has no ill intentions, otherwise he would have done it to him long ago, and he would not have given himself time to practice, and would have taught him how to create techniques.
At the same moment, in the darkness, a figure in black robe was watching him. Seeing that Daolin had settled down to practice, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth under the black hood.
