The reason why such a thing had happened was because of a rice-sized object that had appeared in the center of his Spiritual Sea. It was round and somewhat transparent. It was like a small bubble and was not eye-catching at all.
Liu Ming could swear that there was no such thing in his Spiritual Sea before.
But it was this thing that had just been crazily spinning in his Spiritual Sea and swallowed all the Fa Li that he had just condensed. Only then did his Spiritual Sea calm down.
"Could it be that this thing was the cold air that had burrowed into my body before? Otherwise, there is no way to explain this situation."
Liu Ming forcefully suppressed the trace of panic in his heart. His thoughts turned quickly and he finally found a reasonable explanation.
However, this thing looked completely different from the evil aura and remnant souls recorded in the ancient records. Otherwise, he would be even more panicked.
Liu Ming didn't even have time to wipe the beads of sweat off his forehead. He hurriedly sunk his mind into his Dantian and carefully observed the small bubble in his Spiritual Sea.
This bubble looked crystal clear and its interior was also abnormally clear. However, it didn't look like it had just swallowed so much Fa Li.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Liu Ming still hadn't found anything useful from the surface.
And this thing was also quietly motionless in his Spiritual Sea, as if it was really a dead thing.
Liu Ming couldn't help but hesitate. But after thinking about it again, he gritted his teeth and immediately controlled his mental power to lightly touch the surface of the bubble. He wanted to see if he could enter it to take a look.
"Peng!"
In the instant that his spiritual power came into contact with the bubble, it shattered like a mirror.
Liu Ming was shocked. Before he had time to react, he only heard a loud "weng" sound in his ears. His head sank and his vision went black. His whole body was in an unfamiliar gray space.
"This is …"
Seeing this, Liu Ming naturally turned pale with fright. His eyes swept around wildly, only to see that there was a gray wall of fog around him. The whole space that he could see was only about a hundred or fifty feet in diameter.
He raised his head and looked down again. The sky and the ground were also covered in gray mist, but it was only about fifty to sixty feet high.
Liu Ming felt his heart thump rapidly. It took him a while to calm himself down, and he began to think about the entire process of his appearance here.
Without a doubt, the reason why he was here was because he had touched the bubble-like thing in his Spiritual Sea.
However, what was at the bottom of the bubble? How could it send him into this strange space without any warning after it burst? This was really hard to understand.
Looking at how lifeless this space was, it didn't seem like there were other living beings here. Instead, it was more like a prison cell for prisoners.
Liu Ming pondered for a while with a gloomy expression on his face, but he still couldn't come up with any reliable conclusion. Even after shouting a few times, no other abnormalities appeared.
After making up his mind, he bent down and carefully extended a palm to touch the fog under his feet.
His entire palm only went a few inches deep into the fog before it was forcibly blocked by a layer of solid, invisible barrier.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed. After standing up, he muttered a few words, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth.
With a "hu" sound, a gust of wind immediately rolled out of his mouth and fiercely hit the fog wall below.
An incredible scene appeared!
The moment the seemingly fierce wind touched the fog, it actually entered it without a sound and disappeared without a trace.
Liu Ming's expression changed slightly. He made a hand sign with one hand and the incantation in his mouth also changed.
After two "pu pu" sounds, two seemingly sharp green wind blades shot out from his hands. However, when they cut into the fog below, they also flashed strangely and did not have any reaction.
Liu Ming's face turned a bit green, but he was still unwilling to give up and switched to using the Fireball Technique and a few other techniques that he had learned to attack the fog below.
However, the results were all the same.
This seemingly ordinary grey fog could actually directly absorb and devour all the attacks of the techniques.
Liu Ming finally stopped attacking. However, after remaining silent for a moment, he made a hand sign with one hand and a grey cloud condensed under his feet. He lifted it up and slowly flew upwards. However, when he was about ten feet above the ground, he suddenly stopped.
He extended both his hands into the fog and began to inspect the fog wall in the air bit by bit.
After a long while, he let out a long breath and descended from the sky. It was obvious that he did not find anything.
Afterwards, Liu Ming did not hesitate anymore and took large strides to the side. With a shake of one of his arms, the Tiger's Bite Bracelet on his wrist flashed. He then spread his five fingers and pressed them against the fog wall.
"Tiger's Roar!"
After threads of black gas appeared on the surface of Liu Ming's body, he suddenly let out a loud shout.
The Copper Bracelet on his wrist immediately exploded with a yellow halo. A blurry tiger head appeared and a white sound wave immediately rushed towards the fog wall.
"Pu!"
The white sound wave caused the surface of the fog to shake slightly before disappearing without a trace.
When Liu Ming saw that his strongest attack was ineffective, his face became abnormally ugly.
Now that it was like this, he was really trapped alive in this place.
What was even worse was that he did not have many Pills of Fasting on him. Originally, he was supposed to go and get a new portion half a month later.
As for the problem of drinking water, it was actually very easy to solve. He could casually use the Congealing Water Technique to gather a ball of water.
In the next three days, Liu Ming naturally would not be willing to just wait helplessly for death. He practically inspected every inch of the entire space and used all the methods he knew. However, he still could not do anything to the fog wall around him.
This time, he could only helplessly admit that he was helpless. With a gloomy expression, he sat cross-legged in the center of the space and waited.
However, waiting alone in such a narrow space, even if he knew that he was slowly waiting for death, was definitely a mental test.
After sitting like this for half a day, Liu Ming could only bitterly laugh and start to form hand signs to cultivate.
However, a scene that shocked him appeared.
No matter how much Yuan Li of Heaven and Earth gathered in his body, the Fa Li in his Spirit Sea did not increase in the slightest.
As for the bubble that originally appeared in his Spirit Sea, there was not even a trace of it.
Under the shock, Liu Ming became even more depressed.
Since his Fa Li could not increase, continuing to cultivate the Dark Bone Method was naturally meaningless.
Helplessly, he could only slowly practice the Fireball Technique, Water Arrow Technique, and a few other techniques.
Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight days had passed.
There was no sunrise or sunset in this place. The reason why he was able to accurately judge the time was because of a crudely made bronze hourglass that he carried with him.
This hourglass was specially made by him on Savage Island. The fine sand inside flowed very slowly, and it took an entire day for the sand on one side of the hourglass to completely flow out.
Because he had some feelings for it, he kept it by his side. He did not think that it would come in handy now.
However, after a few more days, Liu Ming was overjoyed to discover something.
After such a long time, he actually did not feel hungry or thirsty at all.
Although this was a little unbelievable, to him, it was something to be happy about.
With this, he did not have to worry about starving to death in a short period of time.
Temporarily relieved of his worries, Liu Ming, who was unable to leave this place, simply concentrated on cultivating the few techniques in the space.
During this period of time, every day, he would casually use a sharp knife to carve a mark on the lid of a wooden box so that he could accurately remember how much time had passed.
Since he did not need to waste time doing other things, and he had the help of the talent of multitasking, in three to four months, he had also cultivated the other techniques to the Initial Stage.
In the following time, Liu Ming concentrated on cultivating the Wind Blade Technique, which was the fastest attack technique among all the basic techniques.
If it were not for this, he would have gone a little crazy staying in this dry and boring environment.
One month, two months, three months … half a year's time quickly passed.
On this day, Liu Ming woke up from his meditative state. He felt that his mental energy, which had been used up in the past few days, had recovered. He chanted an incantation and formed a hand sign with both of his hands.
After a few "sou sou sou" sounds, six azure wind blades shot out in succession and disappeared into the mist in front of them in a flash.
"In ten breaths, he has already sent out six wind blades. This should be the Wind Blade Technique's Large Success." Liu Ming saw this scene and muttered to himself.
However, in the next moment, he put his hands together in front of him and chanted an incantation.
He parted his hands again, and a blade of wind that was three to four times larger than the previous one slowly appeared. However, it had only condensed halfway through when a dull thump suddenly rang out, and the giant blade of wind dissipated as specks of spiritual light.
Seeing this, Liu Ming slightly furrowed his brow.
This method of gathering the power of several wind blades at the same time was a natural thought that came to him after he had released the Wind Blade Technique to a certain speed.
However, if he really wanted to realize it, he needed enough Fa Li and he also needed to be more proficient in releasing the Wind Blade Technique.
As Liu Ming thought about this, he habitually formed a hand sign with both of his hands and was about to continue cultivating the Wind Blade Technique.
However, at this moment, a "weng" sound suddenly rang out in his ears. His head felt heavy and his eyes involuntarily closed. When he opened them again, he was astonishingly in a small room with bright sunlight.
He was sitting cross-legged on a praying mat with both of his hands forming a hand sign. His entire body was motionless.
"This is …"
This time, Liu Ming was truly stunned.
This room and the environment that Liu Ming was extremely familiar with was the cultivation room that he had disappeared from half a year ago.
He had actually returned to this place just like that?
Liu Ming only felt that his mind was completely blank. His gaze unconsciously swept around his surroundings and for a moment, he was unable to think of anything else.
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