The strange white light fell from the sky, as if there was no process at all, and it fell directly on Zhou Wen. There was no room for escape. Not to mention Zhou Wen's current speed, even if his speed was ten times or a hundred times faster, it would be difficult to avoid this light that appeared out of thin air. white light.
Zhou Wen didn't panic in his heart. Now he is no longer the weakling who didn't understand anything and was always on guard. He already has his own knowledge framework in his heart and can analyze and judge various unknown forces based on his own knowledge framework.
A force like this that acts directly on the body and cannot be avoided at all cannot be a direct fatal force, and it may not even be a damaging skill.
Sure enough, when the white light fell on Zhou Wen, it did not hurt his body, but it made Zhou Wen feel as if he was being suppressed by a mountain. His legs were shaking and his knees were bending involuntarily.
In an instant, Zhou Wen already knew what kind of power this was, and he was half right. This was indeed not a direct fatal force, but this kind of power would still hurt his body. He was so familiar with this kind of power and had seen it countless times.
It was a power similar to the King's Sigh. No, to be precise, it should be similar to the power of the strange woman who resided in his body through the King's Sigh.
Because women themselves have no entity, they naturally cannot control the power of entity. This white light, like the woman Wang Zhi sighed, is pure consciousness.
In this world, consciousness is the most mysterious thing. Even at Zhou Wen's level, it is impossible to turn consciousness into an entity. Even if you want to use consciousness to control a piece of paper to fly, you cannot do it.
No matter how strong your will is, you can only control your own body and cannot affect others.
Other skills that seem to use consciousness to control power are just consciousness controlling a certain force in the body, not pure consciousness.
Just like sword intent, sword intent is a mixture of sword power and consciousness, and is not pure consciousness. Such sword intent can only affect the opponent's consciousness, but cannot have any actual effect on matter. harm.
But Zhou Wen has seen two and a half people who can truly turn their consciousness into reality and act on external objects.
One is the woman Wang Zhi sighed, and the other is this white light. The reason why there is still half of it is because Zhou Wen himself is not sure whether that person is using pure consciousness.
That half is Lady Di. She can make wishes come true. Zhou Wen believes that the wish itself should be a consciousness, but he is not sure whether it is, so he can only count it as half.
The consciousness of this white light was no weaker than the Wang Zhiqiu that Zhou Wen had seen, and was even stronger. It came across space and was able to press his legs to bend, and he was about to kneel on the ground. With this consciousness The existence of force is simply unimaginably powerful.
"Are all apocalyptic-level experts so terrifying?" Zhou Wen was horrified. He had exhausted all his strength, but his knees still fell to the ground quickly.
In fact, not all apocalyptic-level creatures have such consciousness, or it can be said that there are very few creatures in the apocalyptic-level who can reach this level of consciousness.
The hard will and the tangible power of consciousness are two completely different magnitudes. No matter how firm Zhou Wen's willpower is, he cannot stop the bending of his legs.
Seeing Zhou Wen's legs bending, Xunji thought to himself: "You want to be my teacher Xunji, and you want to be worshiped by me, but I'm afraid you can't afford that fate."
Of course Xunji is very clear about how arrogant an almost god-like weapon like the Unnamed God is, and how can he tolerate his contractor bowing his head and worshiping any other creature.
After three bows, Zhou Wen was already a dead man in Xunji's eyes.
"I gave you a chance. It was you who chose to be my disciple. You can't blame me if you die. But if you can die under the power of the Weiming God, you deserve to die. You are not an apocalyptic existence. Weiming The god doesn't bother to react at all." Xunji thought, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't originally have murderous intentions, but was forced to this point, and she bowed down in anger. Looking at Zhou Wen who was about to kneel down, he thought to himself: "Don't think so much about being other people's teachers in your next life, let alone my trace-finding teacher."
Li Xuan, Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu and Qin Zhen, who were close to Zhou Wen, were all top combatants among humans. However, just the aftermath of the white light made them stand still and unable to move. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not move. Not even an inch of movement.
Not only them, but in fact everyone in the entire Guide Mansion was unable to move. Humans with less strength and willpower were directly pressed to the ground.
Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu and others also tried their best to fight against the force, but their knees had already fallen to the ground. They still couldn't resist it with their hands pressed on the ground, and their bodies were about to fall to the ground.
Li Xuan stood still, his legs not bending, and the bones in his body were cracked and broken, and the broken bones were pierced out of the flesh.
Qin Zhen used her sword to support the ground, trying not to kneel down, but the sword was quickly pressed into the ground, and her body quickly approached the ground, forcing her to lie down.
How could the unnamed god exist? His contractor was kneeling on the ground, so how could others stand, let alone stand, even kneel.
If you kneel down in search of traces, then everyone can only bow to the ground.
And this is just the aftermath of that consciousness. Zhou Wen, who is confronting the consciousness head-on, has yet to touch the ground with his knees. His strength and will are far stronger than everyone else, but they are still not enough to fight against that power.
Xunji closed her eyes. She had already anticipated the outcome and did not want to see the tragic situation of Zhou Wen being completely destroyed by his consciousness.
Xunji closed his eyes and waited for the sound of bones breaking and blood splattering. However, after waiting for a long time, he only heard the sound of the bodies of the people next to him hitting the ground, but he never heard the sound of knees and the ground from where Zhou Wen was standing. There was no sound of impact, not to mention the sound of bones breaking and breaking as she imagined.
"Is it because he suffered the wrath of the unnamed god head-on, and his body was completely destroyed to ashes before it even hit the ground?" Xunji couldn't help but open his eyes and look at where Zhou Wen was.
The next second, after looking at the trace clearly, his eyes widened involuntarily, as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.
Zhou Wen was not destroyed to ashes as she imagined, nor was he kneeling on the ground as she had thought before. Zhou Wen actually stood there properly, with his knees that were somewhat bent before, now straight.
Not only his knees, but also his spine was straight and straight, and even his head was held high, showing no sign of lowering.
Zhou Wen stood there upright, staring into the void with his head held high, like a king bathed in divine light.
(End of chapter)
