Above the grayish brown land, a faint grayish mist slowly drifted along with the breeze. The hazy world gave off a mysterious feeling.
It was as if in this world, even the concept of time was lost.
At a certain spot on this land, a figure was slowly walking. He was heading towards the depths of this land. This person was Qin Yichen!
The current Qin Yichen was even more determined and reserved than when he had first entered.
"This should be close to the depths of the Forgotten Realm, right?"
Qin Yichen raised his head and glanced at his surroundings as he muttered in his heart.
Along the way, the attacks from energy bodies he encountered became more and more frequent. Furthermore, the strength of those energy bodies also became more and more powerful.
In fact, the energy body he had encountered earlier had a trace of consciousness. If he had not discovered it in time, he would have almost been tricked.
The deeper he went, the more intense the feeling from the Master's Hammer became.
"Sigh, this place is really not as simple as I imagined …"
Qin Yichen's advancing footsteps suddenly paused. Three meters in front of him, there was a faint figure standing in the grayish mist.
Immediately, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed.
This figure was somewhat different from the energy bodies he had seen before.
Those energy bodies were all condensed from Mental Energy. However, this figure gave Qin Yichen the feeling that it was a person standing there.
This figure looked rather old. Its skin and flesh had turned into wood, and there were cracks that looked like tree bark on it. The most terrifying thing about it was its eyes.
They were as black as ink, without a trace of spirit, and looked extremely terrifying.
Moreover, black smoke could be vaguely seen from the cracks on its body that resembled tree bark.
This was no longer a human, but more like … a demon!
"Swoosh!"
The figure was like a ghost. In a flash, it suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yichen. Its withered hand that was covered in black Qi directly grabbed towards Qin Yichen.
"Err …"
With Qin Yichen's reaction speed, he only had time to take a step back before he was caught by the figure.
The palm that was covered in black Qi forcefully grabbed Qin Yichen's neck. Its long and sharp nails pierced into his flesh, and traces of black Qi seeped into Qin Yichen's body from his neck.
These actions happened in an instant. Qin Yichen only felt his neck tighten, as if his entire body was suffocating, and he was completely unable to breathe. Then, an ice-cold aura seeped in, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
In that instant, he immediately felt as if something had pierced his soul with a needle. An indescribable pain spread throughout his body.
At the same time, black Qi wantonly Qi from his neck … His chest, his cheeks.........
At this moment, Qin Yichen finally understood why many people of the Mo clan couldn't get out after coming in.
The demonized figure in front of him was so powerful that he was probably not just an emperor realm cultivator.
Moreover, this was not the deepest part of the Forgotten Land.
As the black Qi seeped in, Qin Yichen quickly discovered that the black Qi did not spread into his meridians and dantian. Instead, it pounced on his sea of consciousness!
"What the hell is this thing?!"
Sensing that the wisps of black Qi were corroding his spiritual power, Qin Yichen immediately felt his hair stand on end.
Perhaps the figure in front of him had become like this because it had been corroded by the black gas and occupied the sea of consciousness.
He did not close his eyes and wait for death.
In his sea of consciousness, his spiritual power was under his control and resisted.
"Bang! Bang! Bang … "
His spiritual power collided with the black Qi, causing a series of tremors. The violent vibrations caused Qin Yichen to bleed from his eyes and nose. Even his eyeballs were covered in black.
This also proved that his sea of consciousness had been lost, and his soul had been corroded by the black Qi.
If his sea of consciousness was completely lost, then he would become a walking corpse like the figure in front of him.
However, during these collisions, Qin Yichen discovered the weakness of the black Qi …
Although he did not know what the black Qi was, it could corrode spiritual power. However, it had a fatal weakness … it was flashy but impractical!
Whether it was the black Qi or spiritual power, they were both illusory and fog-like existences. If one wanted to condense spiritual power into a shape, one must have enough control.
Control of spiritual power, which was also the attainment of spiritual power.
For example, the fine-detail attainment could condense the fog-like spiritual power into an attack. However, this level of attack was very weak. In terms of substance, it was at most equivalent to a piece of wood.
On the other hand, the fine-detail attainment was much stronger. Its substance was equivalent to that of a stone.
The difference between a piece of wood and a stone was obvious.
At the pericelestial level, the difference was even greater. Its substance was not inferior to that of a steel weapon.
Spiritual power was like ten thousand swords shooting out at the same time. Its lethality was so strong that no one could ignore it.
The black Qi in front of him was as solid as a steel weapon. From this, Qin Yichen could deduce that the figure in front of him was a person whose spiritual power had reached the pericelestial level.
However, Qin Yichen was once the Pill Sage. How could his spiritual power only be at the pericelestial level?!
After discovering the weakness of the black Qi, Qin Yichen no longer panicked. In his sea of consciousness, he steadily defended himself.
In his sea of consciousness, the body of spiritual power sat cross-legged in the center with its eyes closed. At the edges, the black Qi rolled as if a demon was about to attack. It was very frightening.
However, the black gaseous substance was blocked by the black gaseous substance.
However, this was only temporary.
The black Qi flowed continuously like a flood. Step by step, it forced Qin Yichen to retreat.
Although this figure was only at the pericelestial level, its level was far beyond Qin Yichen's.
In the long run, it was only a matter of time before his sea of consciousness was lost.
"I can't go on like this!"
Qin Yichen decided not to passively defend anymore. He decided to take a risk.
Most of his energy was still focused on defending himself against the black Qi. However, he condensed a needle of spiritual power, ready to attack.
"Go!"
As he shouted, the needle of spiritual power pierced towards the rolling black Qi like a flying sword.
"Whoosh!"
The black Qi was sliced open like a piece of copper. The needle of spiritual power broke through and shot directly into the pitch-black eyes of the figure in front of Qin Yichen.
"Bang! ... "
As a muffled sound came from the head of the figure, the figure immediately slammed left and right as if he was drunk. In the end, he collapsed to the ground.
"Cough cough..."
Qin Yichen held his neck and coughed violently. At the same time, he took out a few pills from his ring and swallowed them to stabilize his injuries.
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