The valley was filled with flowers.
Shi Yan's body was lying on the crushed flower petals. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping. His face was calm and relaxed as if he was in the most beautiful dream.
Many fragrant flowers dripped down from the flower buds. The water droplets reflected on his body, and suddenly, a miraculous change took place …
Shi Yan's shadows reflected in the water drops suddenly flew out of the water drops. They were like his soul in a dream. Shadows that looked exactly like him quietly flew out of his soul altar and floated in his Sea of Consciousness.
Shi Yan's mind was clear and clean. But now, he felt like his heart was invaded by worms. His head felt like it was pricked by needles.
His experience with the huge whirlpool suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and found that there were many figures of him floating in his sea of consciousness. Those figures were moving around in his sea of consciousness. At first glance, he could tell that they were him, but he couldn't communicate with them at all.
They were like the shadows in his imagination.
Silhouettes were flying around in his Sea of Consciousness. His tranquil Sea of Consciousness suddenly surged up with stormy waves. Flows of Soul Consciousness became uncontrollable, pulled and pulled by those silhouettes, pouring into those silhouettes.
Shi Yan felt his hair rising on his nape.
Those illusionary shadows wanted to occupy his soul and empty his Sea of Consciousness. They wanted to turn him into a body without any soul or Essence Qi!
He was so scared that his spirit, Qi, and soul would be taken away.
While his thoughts flickered, he tried to urge his soul altar and use his power Upanishad to burn down those shadows. All of a sudden, he was dumbstruck.
In his soul altar, the tier of power Upanishads, the heaven flames, the black hole, and even the host soul and co-soul, many shadows appeared. Those shadows looked like him, but they had the aura of the Spirit of Plants. They acted like a tyrannical intruder and tried to squeeze Shi Yan's Soul Consciousness.
This spirit of nature wanted to seize the control of his soul, control his God Body, and take everything he had!
Shi Yan discolored in fright.
"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! "
Countless thoughts of expulsion shook his mind like exploding thunder. Those thoughts came from the phantoms, and they were invading his mind.
His head buzzed unceasingly as if billions of people were cursing him. They wanted his soul to collapse and his spirit to detach from his God Body. They wanted his soul altar to hand over its ownership.
So many beautiful flowers around him were swaying and cheering as if they were cooperating with billions of Soul Consciousness in his head. They wanted him to give up and become a ghost without a body. He would lose his God Body forever.
"You court death!"
His tenacious thoughts persisted. His soul screamed. Although his soul altar was subdued, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and urged the energy in his acupuncture points.
His seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points were like different worlds. Vortexes were moving inside them. All of a sudden, torrential negative energy surged in, which contained bloodthirst, destruction, despair, insanity, resentment, and many other terrifying thoughts. The negative energy was like an evil ocean, drowning him instantly.
Inside his soul altar, the black hole was activated. The Devouring power Upanishad sent him a terrifying suction force.
Countless feeble thoughts of despair arose in his head. The shadows that had sneakily intruded his head were struggling as if they had found something terrifying. They wanted to get out of his God Body immediately.
The negative energy gushed out from his acupuncture points and created a layer of keratin membrane that covered his entire body.
The shadows that looked exactly like him couldn't pierce through that membrane. They were restrained and could only beg in his head, asking for his forgiveness. Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Like a giant whale sucking in water, the shadows that looked exactly like him turned into Essence Qi and were swallowed by the black hole. Shortly after, they were all swallowed.
All kinds of distracting thoughts disappeared in just a blink of an eye. His soul altar resumed its operation. Shi Yan was shaken as he felt his host soul had just taken a marvelous tonic. He felt refreshed as if his host soul was cleansed. This feeling was similar to when the impurities in his soul were cleaned. It felt like his soul was nourished.
Wisps of Essence of Plants flew out from the black hole like drops of nectar seeping into his soul altar. His soul altar became clean all of a sudden.
Shi Yan focused his mind and focused on his surroundings. He was astounded.
The ground was covered with withered flowers and plants that stretched for hundreds of miles. Shi Yan stood in the middle of the dead flowers and plants. Looking around, he couldn't see a single flower that still had a fragrance. He was bewildered for a while. After thinking for a while, he vaguely understood something.
The shadows that had intruded his head were the Essence of Plants in this area. After ten thousand years of nourishment from earth and heaven energy, they had gained a beam of intellect. They wanted to evolve and transform.
They knew that the bodies of plants couldn't carry their thoughts. They couldn't give them a new life. Thus, they had to find a better body.
Apparently, Shi Yan's sudden arrival had given those Essence of Plants hope. They seized the chance when he was comprehending the magical features of the vortex to sneak into his soul and use a special method to disturb his soul altar. They had almost succeeded in stealing his soul altar.
If the evil, evil energy in his acupuncture points hadn't triggered the black hole, his host soul would have been expelled. Those Essence of Plants would have created a new life form on top of his soul altar. They would have used his God Body as the foundation and the Essence of Plants as the soul to create a new race.
Looking at the withered flowers and plants that stretched for hundreds of miles, Shi Yan contemplated for a while. His eyes gazed at the Holy Mountain standing far from him.
He frowned as he found that his Soul Consciousness was moving in a thick mist. He couldn't sense the energy fluctuation around him. He couldn't see anything strange.
In this place, his miraculous uniqueness seemed to have lost its effect once again.
He vaguely had a feeling...
He felt that the majestic Holy Mountain was looking at him coldly like a God looking at a weak ant. It was mercilessly urging the power Upanishad of earth and heaven to force any creature to move according to its rules and directions. It didn't allow anyone to go against it or change its rules!
It was an unexplainable feeling that Shi Yan didn't know if he should cry or laugh. However, it was real. It wasn't something he had imagined.
He remembered what Shang Chen had told him...
Desolate had intellect and life consciousness. It was a life structure that was different from other species. It had existed since the beginning of the world. It had used its unique method to affect the vast universe. It was the most magical existence in this universe. No one could affect it. Only it could affect others...
Shi Yan looked at the Holy Mountain and sensed this strange feeling. He suddenly believed in what Shang Chen had told him.
— — Desolate wasn't just an ancient continent. It was a special life with its own consciousness and thoughts!
After confirming this, Shi Yan looked at the Holy Mountain in the distance with respect. Hesitating for a while, he sat down among the dead flowers and grass on the ground. He touched his Fantasy Sky Ring and took out the Seven-colored Spirit Flower. His co-soul flew out of his eyes and covered the crystal that sealed the Seven-colored Spirit Flower...
The Seven-colored Spirit Flower could fuse with the heaven flames of the Origin. To the warriors with the heaven flames, it was important as it could increase the fusion rate of the heaven flames in the co-soul.
His co-soul was made of ten heaven flames. When he was in the fountainhead of power Upanishad, he had fused the Earth Flame, the Purgatory True Flame, and the Vermilion Bird True Flame, which had the same attributes.
Today, his co-soul still had eight heaven flames that he hadn't fused with. The day he met Audrey, he knew that her fusion rate with the heaven flames was much higher than his. He also knew that the magical connection between the co-soul and Grace Mainland was related to the fusion rate of the heaven flames.
Thus, when he found that he wouldn't be disturbed soon, he didn't think much about the strange features of this ancient continent. Instead, he considered the fusion rate of the Origin as the most urgent matter.
He was using the Seven-colored Spirit Flower to try to fuse with the new flames of different attributes.
…
In a corner of the Center, in a scorching desert area, two graceful figures were walking on a strange area of sand and stones. Their clothes were wet and clinging to their bodies.
The yellow sand was like a red-hot iron, boiling hot. They had to use their divine power to form an energy curtain under their feet to counteract the heat. In front of them, they could vaguely see a mountain range. They could see the majestic divine mountain in the middle of the mountain range.
However, they had been walking for a long time, but they couldn't cross this desert. Although they could see the mountain range in front of them, it gave them a feeling that it was too far away to reach.
They were Cecilia and Shang Ying Yue.
It was a crater.
Lava was surging and releasing terrifying sparks. The surging flames were surging unceasingly.
Sha Zhao, Jiao Hai, and Jiao Shan were struggling in the burning lava pond. They wanted to climb out of the lava pond and get out of the crater. The vortex had also dragged them into the boiling lava pond. The high temperature of this area had melted the other one who had fallen at the same time as them.
Before he fell into the lava pond, he didn't use his God power to create an energy shield. Thus, he was killed on the spot.
Inside the thick glacier, Wu Feng, Mo Fou, and the others had become ice sculptures. They had become living fossils in the glacier. Waves of energy emitted from their God Bodies as if they were attacking and trying to get rid of their ice sculptures.
In an area where tornadoes were sweeping, Mia, Yue Man, and the others were spinning helter-skelter. They couldn't steady themselves. They had many bleeding wounds on their bodies. It seemed like they were cut by the wind blades. They were struggling in pain.
Haig, Phelps, Audrey, Mia, Cang Yun, and the warriors from the other islands, including Haig, Phelps, Audrey, Mia, and Cang Yun, had fallen into different dangerous areas. They were struggling to survive.
Some of them had died tragically.
Some of them had found the direction and could get rid of the trouble soon.
And some of them had gotten rid of the trouble earlier. They had gotten some benefits and were cultivating to reach the new realm.
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