Outside the space, there is a mist, like chaos, and you can't see clearly.
Han Feng quickly came to the closed door of the hall, stood upright, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said respectfully: "Senior, I'm back, please see me."
"I didn't expect you to grow up so fast and meet my requirements in just a few years. Even though you have the ancestral talisman, it's still a bit beyond my expectation." Madam Bailong's voice suddenly sounded in the air. The white lotus emerged, and its fragrance was astonishing.
Han Feng's eyes lit up at this sight, which showed that the other party's level had reached an unimaginable level.
Han Feng said nothing and listened quietly, waiting for her next words.
"Since you have met my requirements, I will naturally give you some additional benefits, but whether you can get them or not depends on your own efforts." Mrs. Bailong seemed to see through Han Feng's thoughts, but she was not happy Quickly give your own reward, but sell a pass.
Han Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he was a little surprised. He pondered for a while and then asked: "I wonder what kind of efforts I need to make?"
"You have to understand this by yourself. Are you willing to try? If you don't dare to take the risk, forget it. I will give you the last two volumes of the Soul Refining Diamond Technique. As for whether you can understand the seventh volume, then let's see It's your own creation!" Mrs. Bailong said slowly.
"Senior, is your life still in danger?" Han Feng asked in surprise.
"Of course, there will definitely be, but once you successfully break through, you will have a great chance of condensing soul beads and achieving the realm of psychic. Your cultivation will be in place in one step, and your body, law, and soul will be coordinated to work for you. It will lay a good foundation for reaching the realm of unity between man and nature in the future." Mrs. Bailong said.
Han Feng was silent, thought for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.
"Then you come in, and I will open the White Dragon Dream to you!" Mrs. White Dragon's voice rang in his ears, and then the door of the hall opened, revealing a colorful light, like a dream.
Han Feng took a deep breath, walked over, and soon entered it and disappeared.
The reason why he accepted this challenge was not because he was trying to be brave, but because he felt that the situation was getting more and more tense and he really needed to improve his strength quickly.
Moreover, he felt that Mrs. Bailong would not frame him. After all, with her strength, there was no need to go to such trouble. With just a thought, she might be able to imprison him.
Another feeling of dizziness came over him. Han Feng felt that his head was dizzy and his eyelids were heavy, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, bursts of thunder-like sounds came into his ears. He woke up with a start. His eyes suddenly lit up and he found himself in a vast ocean. The waves were soaring into the sky, pressing like mountains, and they kept making earth-shattering roars. sound.
Han Feng retreated as if on conditioned reflex, but it was too late. He was suddenly submerged by the wave and his body was turned around by the impact.
At this moment, he realized that what he saw in front of him was not sea water, but spiritual power, which was so vast that if he hadn't been physically strong, he would have been torn apart and turned into pieces if he met him.
He quickly ran his skills, and his whole body shone with white light, blocking those forces and stabilizing his body.
This wave of impact lasted for more than half an hour before it gradually dissipated, and the surroundings returned to calm. The sea of spiritual power was like an ancient well without waves, calm and without any turmoil.
Han Feng raised his eyes and looked around, and found that there was nothing in the vast area. The sky and sea were the same color, empty and lonely.
He tried to absorb these spiritual powers, but found that after entering his body, they turned into nothing, as if they did not exist, as empty as a dream.
"Is this the White Dragon Dreamland that Mrs. Bailong said?" Han Feng felt a little unsure and couldn't figure out what kind of dangers were waiting for him here.
But just as he was thinking this, another wave of waves rushed in from a distance. It looked like it was still on the horizon, but it arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
He tried to fly into the air to avoid the waves, but a strange force suddenly appeared in the sky and suppressed him. He was unable to fly and could only be submerged by the sea of spiritual power.
It was another struggle, not too big or too small, but he survived it successfully.
But he couldn't figure it out. What was the point of trapping himself in this empty sea of spiritual power? Could this be a test? Or is there another mystery?
He frowned and thought for a while, then simply sank into the sea and looked down for the answer he wanted.
Unfortunately, he swam for a long time without seeing the bottom. The place seemed boundless and boundless.
This made him feel powerless for a while, but at this point, he could only continue.
At this moment, a wave of current suddenly surged in the deep sea, without warning, and swallowed him directly. Another impact made him extremely uncomfortable.
He began to realize the danger here. During these few struggles, he had consumed a lot of mana, and he had used up about 10% of his mana unknowingly.
What's even more frightening is that there is no spiritual energy replenishment here, and it can only consume its own stored mana, which will be used up sooner or later.
Han Feng immediately released his soul power and searched in all directions in order to find the secret of this dream and leave here.
However, the illusory sea of spiritual power contained strange power, and it could absorb all his soul power without leaving any trace.
"How could this happen?" Han Feng was shocked and couldn't understand.
He meditated for a while, and suddenly used the Five Elements Talisman Technique, but failed. It only lit up a five-color light, and then dimmed in an instant.
Unwilling to be reconciled, he continued to try other methods, but they all failed, without any improvement, and instead wasted a lot of his mana and soul power.
Moreover, in just a quarter of an hour, he encountered the impact of three more currents, which forced him to expend all his energy to resist.
He sighed secretly, knowing that continuing like this was not an option, so he immediately took out a bottle of elixir and drank it, silently recovering his mana while thinking seriously about countermeasures in his heart.
…
Time passed quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Han Feng is still trapped in this sea of spiritual power. No matter how he flies, he can't fly out. It seems to be boundless and he doesn't know where the end is.
The mana and blood power in his body had been exhausted several times, and he had to rely on pills to recover, leaving him listless and pale.
During this period, he had withstood the impact of the sea of spiritual power countless times. Although he was not injured, he felt exhausted, which made him very tired.
He has tried various methods, but to no avail. This world is really like a dream. No spell can take shape and will disappear without a trace in an instant.
