Ying Baiye's soul looked at the scene in front of him, every bit of it seemed so familiar.
He slowly walked forward. After entering the barrier that time, every burst of cold air in his body never appeared again in this mysterious snowfield.
“I don’t know if I still need to move forward.”
Ying Baiye visually measured the distance and then walked forward.
But soon, he stopped, for no other reason than that he saw the barrier.
He turned around and looked at the covered footprints behind him. Behind him was the endless snow, just like what he had seen for the first time.
It seems that the last time he forcibly used his ancestral veins, his position was transferred directly from the snowfield to here, skipping many processes that needed to be moved forward.
Ying Baiye stretched out his hand and touched the barrier in front of him.
This is a white film, connected with the vast snowfield, as if it has no end.
He exerted slight pressure, but was met with severe resistance.
It's like he's not qualified to be here yet.
So, all we can do is... retreat?
"Do not make jokes."
The corners of Ying Baiye's mouth turned up, and a bit of madness flashed in his eyes. He came here, how could he return without success.
In the next second, his soul shrank rapidly, but his body gradually solidified. Since he could not enter in the normal way, he could only use violent means to force a breakthrough.
Refining the soul, dissipating all the excess power in the soul, and then condensing the body.
Since the entire barrier cannot pass, there will always be a chance to attack a tiny point.
Just after breaking through to the Heaven-melting realm, the power of the soul has been further improved.
The refining process is long, but also painful.
This kind of behavior is like using a knife to carve words into your brain bit by bit. Ying Baiye always had a smile on his face, and he stared at the barrier in front of him.
His eyes became a little fanatical.
He is fascinated by powerful power but does not crave it. His only reason for doing this is just curiosity about the unknown.
He wanted to see the endless wilderness again, even the intoxicating scenery.
"Hurry up, hurry up."
Ying Baiye murmured to himself. He felt that he didn't have much time to stay in this world. The next time he came, he might not know how long it would be delayed.
He had to speed up.
At this time, his legs had disappeared, and his upper body was floating in the air without any sense of disobedience. It had been refined to this point. The seals formed in his hands collapsed at this moment, turning into golden light spots and disappearing here. In the movie world.
Then comes the body, head, neck, and heart.
The spirit that was still in human form before dissipated directly and turned into a small icy blue light spot.
In reality, Ying Baiye's face twitched crazily. This kind of pain was an attack that separated from the body and struck directly on the soul. It was more sensitive than the pain of the physical body.
He endured the immense pain and once again cast his gaze on the barrier in front of him.
Without saying a word, he turned into a stream of light, a small icy blue light spot, and hit the barrier directly.
The strong resistance did not weaken in the slightest due to the shrinkage of the body, but became more and more resistant. Shenso Guangdian gritted his teeth, withstood the impact, and used all his strength to move towards the other end of the barrier.
That thin layer of white film now seemed like a chasm in Ying Baiye's eyes.
Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be there soon.
Feeling that special power, Ying Baiye speeded up, and the spirit that had shrunk like particles burned again, and its momentum became stronger in an instant, running directly into the barrier.
A little bit, a little bit worse.
But at this moment, Ying Baiye felt as if there was a power covering his soul.
He knew the time had come.
But soon, there was only a little left,
For an instant, a crazy divine light flashed in Ying Baiye's eyes, and the next second, his increasingly smaller divine soul burned directly. The burning of the divine soul suddenly gave the divine soul powerful power, but at such a time Just one second.
Then……
"I'm back."
Uh-huh!
The last bit of soul just dissipated into this world.
"puff!"
In the real world, Ying Baiye opened his eyes suddenly, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. Blood splashed everywhere, covering the floor in front of him.
His breath was weak, as if he was dying.
In fact, in a sense, his current state is not much different from dying.
but……
His eyes were bright and there was an unstoppable smile on his pale face.
He saw it, and at that last second, he saw it again, and he entered that space.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Ying Baiye covered his face with his hands, not caring about the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and laughed uncontrollably.
It’s really been too long, and I finally saw that kind of scenery again.
He wanted to understand, to go deeper, and to continue moving forward in the ice field filled with ice sculptures.
There will be, there will definitely be that day.
This is his, this is his world.
It's in him, it's in his heart.
Ying Baiye covered his face and leaned against the wall behind him.
Smiling broadly.
…
The Hunting Conference is a grand event held in Yinglong City at this time of year for the younger generation aged sixteen and under.
Hunting, as the name suggests, means killing at a specific time and within a specific range.
However, the targets of the hunt are not spiritual beasts, but the younger generation who are also participants.
Everyone will hold a spirit card, which represents their identity, and taking away the spirit card means being eliminated from the conference.
Each faction in Yinglong City will send their own outstanding disciples as leaders to lead the team into a special space. In this space, all scenes will be virtually generated.
If you lose the spirit card, you will be teleported out of this space until the final winner is determined.
The top ten will be given corresponding rewards, and they will also be ranked corresponding to the younger generation of Dragon City.
The ranking is very valuable.
At least in the last term, the first place was Madman Ying from the City Lord's Mansion.
And the one before that was a man named "Zhao Mingya".
These two people suppressed the entire younger generation in Yinglongcheng and made it impossible for them to resist.
Half a month later, in the ancient spirit world of Yinglong City, this is where the hunting conference will begin.
"Brother hasn't come out yet?"
Wearing a suit of light armor, Ying Xueer stood at the front of the team at the City Lord's Mansion and asked the fox girl beside her.
"The door of the young master's room was closed tightly. He only told me to accompany the lady to the hunting meeting in the middle of the trip. Apart from that, there was no other news."
Yan Meng replied, as if there was light swirling in her purple eyes, which was extremely attractive.
It took more than ten days for her to finally break through to the early stage of the Soul Realm. Only then did she understand the reason why Ying Baiye made this request.
In the hunting conference, although there are no clear rules, all the younger generations have an unspoken unspoken rule.
That is, all contestants must reach the divine realm.
Those who are higher or lower than the Divine Soul Realm are not eligible to participate. For those in the Spiritual Wheel Realm, the Divine Soul Realm is a watershed. The sea of qi and divine soul are condensed and the essences of all beasts are refined. Compared with the Spiritual Wheel Realm, , it’s simply worse than that.
And similarly, compared with the realm of gods and souls, the realm of three days is another insurmountable chasm.
Therefore, the Soul Realm is now the mainstream among the younger generation.
Excluding other realms is also for the sake of relative fairness.
It is for this reason that when Ying Bai Yecai learned that he did not have to compete, he immediately hit the realm that he had been holding back for half a year.
"He's not here, and I don't feel safe at all."
Ying Xueer looked up and saw that the familiar figure did not appear next to her father. At this time last year, she only had to cheer for Ying Baiye on the stage, but now, it was her turn to shoulder the responsibility. The glory of the city lord's palace.
If you are a child of Yinglongcheng, you cannot let the surname "Ying" climb to the top of the rankings of the younger generation in Yinglongcheng.
Then it would be a very embarrassing thing for her and Ying Baiye.
Ying Baiye did well last year, but now, it's her turn.
"It's going to be smooth sailing."
Yan Meng said comfortingly.
This little girl also has the strength of the middle stage of the Soul Realm, and with various means, she should be able to stand out in the conference.
"You don't understand. This is a sense of security. As long as my brother is here, I dare not do anything."
That was her brother, her solid support.
At this moment, a scholar stepped onto the top platform.
Qiu Zidao was gentle and elegant as he glanced at the group of boys and girls below who were about to enter the ancient spirit world. He picked up a simple bamboo slip in his hand and released his spiritual power to the sky.
Then, he threw the bamboo slips into the air. The bamboo slips stagnated and did not fall, casting light downwards.
At this time, Qiu Zidao also looked towards the audience.
He smiled slightly and then said softly.
"let's start."
Boom, that vast world took shape in an instant.
