The entire wilderness was in motion.
Driven by the power of One Realm, these more than a thousand spirit-calling flowers were soon brought to the altar.
The Lord of Desolation, the four new chief priests, the twelve bishops, and the thirty-six holy knights were standing by, cultivating themselves with their own true energy, so as to keep the spirit-calling flower alive.
Fang Zheng looked at the huge momentum above the Desolate Temple and asked, "Is this enough?"
Emperor Huang replied: "The Huang Ren Kung Fu and the Soul Summoning Flower can resonate. Our so-called secret method of opening the cracks in different dimensions is actually nothing strange. It is to nourish the Soul Summoning Flower with the Huang Ren Kung Fu and its body temperature, and then use the Huang Ren Kung Fu to nourish the Soul Summoning Flower. The vitality is stimulated to the extreme, and then the spirit-calling flower resonates on its own."
He smiled bitterly and said: "So the specific time is really not decided by us. We can only do our best and listen to fate!"
"Do your best to obey fate?"
After hearing such negative words from Emperor Huang, Fang Zheng frowned and said, "Is there no other way?"
"Yes, sacrifice to the Holy Son and Saint."
Emperor Huang said: "The Holy Son and Saint Daughter are actually Huangren who have just been transformed by the old man. Because their bodies have a very high degree of compatibility with the Soul-Calling Flower, if they are sacrificed with their essence and blood, there will be a strong increase. !”
"Then do it."
The sacrifice was made by the desolate people, and Fang Zheng did not reject it at all. He said: "Sacrifice all the desolate people, the saints, the saints, and the saints. You have to know that this is our only hope. If we can't succeed, the desolate world will probably be destroyed by then." We must follow in the footsteps of tens of thousands of years in advance.”
"I'll do it right away."
Emperor Huang gritted his teeth, turned and left.
Xuanji walked behind Fang Zheng and asked in a low voice, "Is that okay?"
Fang Zheng said: "At worst, I just won't sleep."
"How long can you last?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "The previous limit was three months."
"But it took at least a hundred years to find Shushan in the wilderness last time."
"Last time they only had that one Spirit-Calling Flower, but now, I gave them a thousand. If it's not enough, I can get them more."
Fang Zheng said: "And I will make myself fall asleep immediately over there to try to buy more time... This matter must succeed, otherwise, the world of immortality will really be over."
"That's all. I'm going to make preparations."
Xuanji turned and left.
Simply opening a rift in another dimension cannot instill spiritual energy into another wilderness. Xuanji is here to do this...
Fang Zheng discussed with Xuanji that if a rift in another dimension opens, it will definitely open in the Desolate Temple.
Then they would build a huge spirit gathering array with the Desolate Temple as the center in advance.
The most basic spirit-gathering array should be able to exert a great effect in this place where spiritual energy is extremely abundant. At this time, on the opposite side, Lin Zhengping had already started his work.
It's always good to prepare ahead of time.
At this time, Fang Zheng stood here quietly, watching the many desolate people below working hard to open cracks in different dimensions...
In order to get Huangdi's full help, Fang Zheng put in a lot of effort, and he felt at ease without any guilt for dragging Huangren into trouble.
And now, we have reached the final step.
Even he couldn't help but feel secretly anxious. At this point, he must not fall short.
Just watching helplessly, the desolate people lined up in formation, cut their wrists, and released their essence and blood into the spirit-calling flower.
If it were in the past, the Holy Sons and Saints would only be dispatched when the Soul-Calling Flower failed to resonate... But at this time, the Emperor had just begun to bleed the Holy Sons and Saints without hesitation. …
Obviously, he was also very anxious.
Although Fang Zheng found it quite absurd, it was the first time that he saw a plural number of saints and saints, even three or four digits.
Countless saints and saints lined up to come in and bleed... until they were so weak that they lost all vitality, the corpses would be quickly disposed of and replaced by new saints and saints.
And nourished by the blood of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, the Spirit-Calling Flower is obviously even more vibrant.
In the huge deserted palace, a strong and dense aura filled the air.
This is different from aura, different from true essence...
It's something purer.
And these pure things kept stirring back and forth in the huge space of the Desolate Temple, but they were never able to protrude even a little bit out of the scope... It was as if the Desolate Temple was a cage, completely trapping these auras inside.
With Fang Zheng's current cultivation level, he could clearly detect the strange aura inside.
These breaths can indeed resonate with each other, but can they really break through space... No, is it limited by time?
Not enough, far from enough.
He closed his eyes and carefully felt the scent of the Soul-Calling Flower.
Completely disperse the realm of your own consciousness, integrate with these breaths, and feel their continuous growth.
Then, I realized something.
It turns out that these breaths are like sounds. Whenever they hit the wall of the Desolate Temple, they will be immediately bounced back. The Desolate Temple is sealed and surrounded by closed spaces. These breaths keep rebounding and rebounding, and every time A rebound can make it a little stronger.
In other words, Emperor Huang did not lie before, this was really a waste of time.
As long as there is enough time and enough rebounds, there is indeed a great chance that a crack in another dimension can be opened...
And the blood of these desolate saints and saints can undoubtedly greatly increase the speed of this rebound.
But it's just speeding up.
not enough……
Fang Zheng just watched with cold eyes, watching these saints and saints die one by one, watching the aura getting thicker and thicker. In the end, not only Fang Zheng, but even Emperor Huang and the holy generals were vaguely aware of these auras. .
But it's not enough.
Far from enough.
Fang Zheng did not intervene immediately. He watched Huang Emperor getting angry and roaring that he would see the results within seven days... He didn't know that Fang Zheng could hold on for a long time, but he really didn't care about those Shushan disciples. confidence.
I have witnessed with my own eyes the power of the true master of Kunlun.
Emperor Huang felt that even if they were stronger than him, a hundred of them might not be able to stop him even for a breath.
Even if those Shushan disciples had the help of formations, how far could they achieve it?
Seven days is already a time when he knows what is appropriate and feels that he has actually gone too far, so he would reluctantly say seven days... Otherwise, he really wants to roar indifferently and say, "I don't care, I don't care, I will open the rift in another dimension within one day." .
But from Fang Zheng's point of view, this is another problem.
Does the Soul-Calling Flower just open up time?
It seems that is not the case...
He could feel that the space was gradually becoming unstable.
Even with Fang Zheng's poor academic performance, he can basically understand that in terms of stability, time is definitely better than space.
So if this Soul-Calling Flower really has the ability to impact time, then before the time rift is opened, the first thing to be unstable should be space, right?
And in fact this is also the case...or not only that...
Fangzheng's spiritual realm is attached to these auras.
I can clearly feel that these breaths are wandering around, seeming to connect one tiny world after another...
Are the cracks in different dimensions really connecting different spaces?
Fang Zheng's heart suddenly thought of a possibility.
I used to think that what I traveled through was not space, but time, but now it seems that if my ability really comes from the Soul-Calling Flower, then what I traveled through should not only be time, but also space.
Different timelines in parallel worlds?
The ability of the Spirit Summoning Flower is very similar to my ability to travel through time.
Or……
The ability of Fangzheng's Heart-Calling Flower may be weaker than mine, so am I just a real large Spirit-Calling Flower right now?
