The hollow soul turned into a wisp of gray smoke, drifting towards the Blacksmith's Secrets of Success like a drop of water falling into the sea.
Swoosh!
His head was shaken. A marvelous feeling flooded his Sea of Consciousness in just a blink.
His Sea of Consciousness seemed to have a crack. Flows of Soul Consciousness crazily poured into the Blacksmith's Secrets of Success, directly into the hollow soul.
The host soul and the hollow soul established a connection. The host soul was still immersed in the Sea of Consciousness, but everything the hollow soul saw was transmitted back to the host soul.
The hollow soul was in a vast land, where a bright light passage led to a far place.
With the help of the hollow soul's perception, Shi Yan suddenly felt like he was in a brand new, strange world. That bright light passage was like a stairway to heaven, leading directly to the secluded secret domain.
On both sides of the bright light passage, in the vast white void, massive seals were rolling like clouds. Strange light interweaved with each other, carving mysterious, ancient formations on those cloud-like seals.
Refining treasures was the same as refining pellets. They had to understand all kinds of mysterious formations. Only when they had a deep understanding of the formations could they increase their attainment in blacksmithing.
The ancient formations by the bright light passage were showing the most important secrets of blacksmithing. Each ancient formation was moving unceasingly, containing the truth of heaven and earth, endless mysteries, and the true meaning of power.
Formations for blacksmithing were rolling on both sides of the light passage. The veins of the formations were sparkling like meteors, changing unceasingly.
The hollow soul stood at the starting point of the light passage. It didn't have any strange movement, but it was quickly absorbing the Soul Consciousness in his Sea of Consciousness.
After just three breaths, one-tenth of the Soul Consciousness in his Sea of Consciousness had been absorbed, and the speed was still increasing!
Shi Yan was frightened.
His spirit, Qi, and soul gathered, discarding all distracting thoughts. He concentrated on observing the mysterious formations on both sides of the light passage.
Each formation was a mysterious method of blacksmithing. They were varied, complicated, and unpredictable. It was really hard to comprehend them in a short time.
Burning Water Formation, Great Creator Spirit Gathering Formation, Original Universe Generating Formation, Three Talents Soul Guarding Formation …
One by one, the names of the formations flashed through his mind. Each formation was profound and unfathomable. With just a glance, he felt that they were boundlessly mysterious. It was truly difficult to comprehend their mysteries in a short period of time.
Once these mysterious and ancient formations were engraved on secret treasures, they would immediately increase the power of the secret treasures. As long as one understood the true essence of these formations and was adept at using them, a refiner would only need to rely on one of these formations to not have to worry about food and water.
Each array formation was vast and obscure. It was not something that he could understand in a short time. Many of these arrays had been lost for thousands of years.
The names of some formations only existed in the ancient books of the artificers. There were only names, but there was no detailed method to condense them.
However, in this miraculous space, these arrays followed the mysteries of heaven and earth and carried the true meaning of arrays. As long as a blacksmith's realm reached a certain level and carefully studied them, he would definitely gain something and grasp the true mysteries of arrays.
Refining was not Shi Yan's ultimate goal in life.
He paused for a while at the starting point of the light path. His hollow soul then turned into a remnant shadow, moving swiftly.
Teleportation array! Teleportation array!
Shi Yan mumbled in his heart. His hollow soul didn't stop moving, continually entering and exiting the light path. Once it found out that the ancient formation around wasn't a Teleportation Formation, it immediately retreated and continued to move forward.
His Soul Consciousness was like a river bursting its dam, pouring out at an amazing speed.
While his soul was bewildered, his hollow soul suddenly caught a glimpse of a cloud-like formation on the side of the light path. That formation's network was clear, expanding like a spider web in the void. Flows of silver light intersected with each other. At the intersection point of the silver light, simple and unadorned characters sparkled.
Ethereal Crystal, Refined Earth Stone, Golden Gong Bead …
Rare ores flew out from the intersection point of the formation's network, flashing and disappearing. Above the cloud, lines of characters were arranged neatly, sparkling with a dark gold halo. They sparkled like spirits, portraying the mysteries of this ancient formation.
Teleportation Formation!
Shi Yan was overjoyed.
As he was about to observe, he suddenly felt dizzy. His Sea of Consciousness was shaken.
Boom!
The Blacksmith's Secrets of Success fell to the ground.
ShiYan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly woke up. His head was full of sweat, and his face was pale and dispirited.
His Soul Consciousness had been consumed too much!
In the dark room, divine light sparkled in Shi Yan's eyes. He was gasping for breath, but the corner of his mouth beamed a bright smile.
His hard work didn't fail him. The Blacksmith's Secrets of Success did have a detailed description of the Teleportation Formation. Not only was it detailed, but it also had a direct way to build it!
As long as he could figure out the mysteries of the formation and find enough materials, it wouldn't be hard to build this Teleportation Formation, even though it would be troublesome.
However, the consumption of Soul Consciousness in the Blacksmith's Secrets of Success was beyond his estimation.
He had never thought that just reading an ancient book that recorded the blacksmith's formation could consume his Soul Consciousness to this extent.
At this moment, his Sea of Consciousness was empty, not even one-fourth of its original size. His Sea of Consciousness seemed to be drained. His host soul and the dormant Five Devils were also dispirited.
Whether it was the host soul or the Five Devils, they all needed the Sea of Consciousness to nurture and cultivate.
If the Sea of Consciousness was vast, the host soul and the Five Devils would grow fast. If the host soul was small, the space for the host soul and the Five Devils to cultivate would be reduced, and their growth would be limited.
If the Sea of Consciousness was drained one day, the host soul and the Five Devils would be the first ones to bear the impact. They would be dying immediately. To the host soul and the Five Devils, the Sea of Consciousness was their vitality. Without the source of vitality, they couldn't survive for a long time.
When he was about to explore the mysteries of the Teleportation Formation, he suddenly felt dizzy, which was the sign that his Sea of Consciousness was about to be drained. The host soul knew it wasn't good, so it immediately cut off the connection with the hollow soul, forcefully pulling him out of that marvelous situation.
Sitting in silence, ShiYan was exhausted both mentally and physically, but his eyes were still bright.
As he had found the location of the Teleportation Formation, he just needed to wait for his Sea of Consciousness to recover. The next time he explored it, he could save a lot of effort. This time, he had a big harvest.
He needed to restore his Soul Consciousness first.
With that thought in mind, he adjusted his breathing and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
When the Profound Qi was drained, it could be refilled by condensing the heaven and earth spiritual Qi. However, there weren't many ways to restore the Soul Consciousness. Besides the precious pellets that could make people drool, the simplest way to restore the Soul Consciousness was to sleep. Only by relaxing completely could the Soul Consciousness be restored.
One day and one night passed in a blink.
Shi Yan woke up slowly. After he had explored his Sea of Consciousness, he shook his head with a bitter face.
Sleeping was indeed a simple way to restore the Soul Consciousness. However, because this method was too simple, its effect was minimal. After one day and one night of sleep, the recovery of his Soul Consciousness was so slow that it made him want to cry.
He had consumed almost seventy percent of his Sea of Consciousness to explore the Blacksmith's Secrets of Success!
After this sleep, the Soul Consciousness he had recovered wasn't even five percent.
Sleep couldn't be sustained. After one day and one night of sleep, he was wide awake. It was impossible for him to continue sleeping.
Calculating in silence, he knew that according to the speed of recovering the Soul Consciousness during sleep, he needed at least one month to recover fully.
One month!
Shi Yan suddenly had a headache.
The experience of the Blacksmith's Secrets of Success flashed in his head. He understood that even if his Soul Consciousness could recover fully, if he wanted to see the mysteries of the Teleportation Formation, he would have to drain his Sea of Consciousness many times.
In that marvelous world, the speed of the Soul Consciousness draining could be described as terrifying!
If he wanted to understand the Upanishads of the Teleportation Formation, he needed to get in there constantly to comprehend.
With the consumption speed of his Soul Consciousness, even with one hundred percent of his Soul Consciousness, he could only endure for one hour.
What could he do in one hour?
If he needed at least one month to recover after each visit to the Teleportation Formation, when would he be able to comprehend the mysteries of the Teleportation Formation?
No, he had to find another way!
Shi Yan stood up, walking to the outside. He looked at the Spirit Potion Valley from a far distance. Alchemists were hurrying to and fro, their faces fearful.
Alchemists!
His heart skipped a beat. Divine light bloomed in his eyes as he couldn't help but laugh.
What was this place? The Dead Soul Mountain range!
It didn't lack alchemists at all. It was hard to find the pellets to recover the Soul Consciousness in other places, but how could he not find them in the Spirit Potion Valley?
His spirit was shaken. He immediately gave up the idea of sleeping to recover his Soul Consciousness, walking towards the Spirit Potion Valley.
A flow of Soul Consciousness flew into the Fantasy Sky Ring, gliding through the sparkling crystals and equipment. He was thinking about what he should use to exchange for the pellets to recover the Soul Consciousness.
The Yang family was rich. After the battle in the Endless Sea, he had collected a lot of crystals and materials from different forces. When he left, his Fantasy Sky Ring was full of them.
Three thousand pieces of top-quality Essence Crystals, fifteen thousand pieces of top-quality Essence Crystals, and many other cultivating materials piled up like a small mountain. Even in the Divine Great Land, he could be considered a little rich man. Only the outstanding disciples of the seven ancient factions could be compared with him in terms of wealth.
He didn't need to worry about Essence Crystals.
As soon as he got out of the Precious Tool Valley, Shi Yan was astounded, his face slightly changed.
He was sensitive enough to recognize that there were at least seven Spirit Realm warriors in the Precious Tool Valley. The Spirit Potion Valley on the other side also had some strong auras that didn't spread out. They were like towering mountains. Although their surging energy was concealed well, he could still sense them.
So many hotshots!
After half a month, what had happened to the Precious Tool Valley and the Spirit Potion Valley? Why did they have so many strong warriors?
Dead souls!
Recalling Li Zheng Rong's grimaced face, Shi Yan seemed to understand something.
The danger of the dead souls had spread out, which made the hotshots around the Dead Soul Mountain range gather in the Spirit Potion Valley and the Precious Tool Valley.
In the two valleys, besides the auras of the Spirit Realm warriors, Shi Yan could see many warriors with cold and sinister faces on the streets.
Without an exception, these warriors cultivated the power path, and they were good at bloody battles. They weren't blacksmiths or alchemists.
Every time the dead souls had a strange change, treasures would fly out from their evil lairs. Many of these treasures could be considered top-quality in the Divine Great Land.
The change of the dead souls had made some timid warriors run away, but it had also attracted more warriors who weren't afraid of death.
People died for wealth, and birds died for food. As long as there were benefits, there was no place they couldn't go to.
Although they knew the Dead Soul Mountain range was going to be perilous, some people still came here because of the treasures. Moreover, they weren't good people. Each of them had a murderous aura, which made Shi Yan surprised.
It has nothing to do with me. I should find some pellets to supplement my Soul Consciousness first.
Shi Yan thought, then hastened his steps, heading to the Spirit Potion Valley.
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