Not long after they started looking around, the unique aura suddenly shrank and disappeared almost in a breath. No one could capture where the source of the gathering was. After all, its speed was too fast and its coverage The scope is too wide, and they cannot track it based on their strength.
They looked around for a while, and after realizing that they had no clue, they had no choice but to disperse and continue to snatch various kinds of heaven and earth spiritual materials. From time to time they made roaring noises, and it seemed that there was friction again, and a battle broke out.
At this moment, in the internal space at the bottom of the spiritual liquid lake, Han Feng was suspended motionless in the center. Thousands of breaths wrapped in Tianliang spiritual energy converged on his head like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, and were finally incorporated into his soul sea. Everything in the remaining talisman was swallowed up without any pressure at all.
Han Feng's consciousness also returned to normal, and he saw that the entire soul sea was rippling in the soft white light, with bursts of warmth seeping out, which seemed to be nourishing his soul power. The originally thin soul power gradually became stronger. It is solid, sparkling and colorful.
After an unknown amount of time, the remaining talisman suddenly trembled, and a strange wave spread out. The white light suddenly condensed into a light door, with dense talisman patterns on it, which was extremely simple.
Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable suction force seeped out from the light door, and Han Feng's consciousness was instantly sucked into it.
He only felt that he was going around in circles, his head was a little dizzy, as if he had experienced a long, long time, but it seemed that in just an instant, he appeared in an empty space.
He looked around and found that the space was only a few feet in size. Above the circle and below, the sky was filled with a faint white light, with occasional black lights flashing like black stars. The ground was a solid gray-white land, extremely smooth, as if It is like a mirror, with wisps of five-color light appearing from time to time, which is very strange. Outside the sky and the earth, there was a blanket of gray, which completely cut off the prying eyes of his soul, covering this small world like a wall.
Han Feng touched his whole body and found that his soul and body were intact, as if he had entered this mysterious little world. But when he reached into his arms and touched it, he found that there was no storage ring. It was obvious that he had not brought anything outside of him. He closed his eyes, looked inside his consciousness, and found that his body was empty, with only seven-colored light and nothing else. There was not even flesh and blood meridians, let alone Qiu Tianyi's blue spear that he had obtained before.
He suddenly realized that he had just entered as a soul, which made him relax a little.
For a while, he didn't know what to do. After thinking for a while, he had to walk around, but the world was very small. He completed a circle in a short while. Even the sky was only ten feet high from the ground. He lightly He could touch the white light in the sky with a single leap, but of course he failed to do so. The moment he was about to touch it, a soft force came back and pushed it away.
After Han Feng landed on the ground again, he was a little unwilling to give in. He pushed hard again and instantly burst out, rushing forward like an arrow from a string. But the result remained the same, a more powerful counter-shock force was transmitted, causing him to hit the ground hard, causing severe pain in his legs and feet, and his whole body was numb, as if he had been struck by lightning.
He didn't dare to try again, but he didn't know how to break out of this prison and return to the real world. He frowned, walked back and forth several times, and even squatted down and beat hard on the ground, but except for a dull banging sound, it had no effect at all. Not to mention shaking the ground, there was not even a trace of shaking.
After about half an hour, he did not give up and tried various methods repeatedly. Without the talisman, he had to use the fireball technique he had learned before to attack the world. Unfortunately, he failed and failed to shake the world at all.
Han Feng sighed helplessly and simply sat cross-legged on the ground to pass the time with practice.
Fortunately, although the world here is small, it is full of spiritual energy. Whenever there are rays of light of five colors on the ground, a large amount of spiritual energy will flow out and float to the sky. It will be absorbed by the black light that happens to appear above and disappear.
Although Han Feng has no real body at the moment, it does not hinder his practice. The unknown classics he obtained from a monk of the Yuling Sect are the parchment-shaped ancient books.
He had taken the time to study for a long time before, and he had also mastered the condensation method of the fireball technique. The fireball technique he just played came from this technique. However, during this period of time, there were many wars, so it was abandoned.
He raised his hand and recited the mantra in his mouth silently. The spiritual energy escaping from the ground immediately condensed in his hand. A fireball emerged, getting bigger and bigger. Then he shook his hand, and a blazing fireball about the size of a foot leaped into the air. , suspended above his head, but he kept chanting, and the spiritual energy around him continued to gather, adding to its power. After a while, it became several feet in size, and finally settled at nine feet in size, and could no longer move forward. , and the entire fireball became extremely unstable, shaking constantly, as if it would collapse and explode at any time.
Han Feng knew that this state could not be maintained for a long time. With a thought, a huge fireball flew out and directly hit the gray-white ground five or six feet away. However, it only made a muffled sound and the five-color light on the ground lit up slightly. , extinguished the huge fireball without causing any air waves and leaving no trace.
He raised his eyebrows and didn't even look at the result. He seemed to have expected it. He closed his eyes and silently recited the formula on the parchment, meditating on it repeatedly.
For some reason, as he sat on this mirror-like piece of land, his thoughts became accessible in all directions. Many things he had never understood before were figured out in a short period of time. From time to time, wisps of smiles appeared at the corners of his mouth, which seemed very strange. It's enjoyment.
Time flies like an arrow. I don’t know how long I have been practicing. Before I know it, half a month has passed.
Of course, this time was only calculated by Han Feng in his heart. After all, there is no difference between day and night here, so how can we calculate the sun and moon.
"Bang!"
Another dull sound spread across the world, and a blazing fireball about two feet in size exploded, but it failed to cause any waves. It was instantly erased by the five-color light flashing on the ground.
Han Feng seemed to have long been accustomed to such failures. He closed his eyes and continued to understand the mystery of the fireball spell on the parchment.
Time passed quietly in his understanding and practice, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng opened his eyes, and at this moment, a blazing fire appeared. He put his hands flat on his legs and chanted the mantra quickly in his mouth. The spiritual energy gathered quickly, and there was a faint whistling sound. In an instant, it condensed above his head. A big fireball came out, which was two feet in size, and then quickly grew in size, and finally became five feet in size, burning and exploding.
