"What happened?"
Luo Nan's mental senses chased after An Weng, observing the Logic World with his clairvoyance. He understood some of the changes in the situation, but he only understood half of them. By the time the giant cocoon of light appeared, he vaguely knew that he had reached the most crucial stage. However, he was limited by his level of understanding. His thoughts were stuck here, and it was hard for him to continue.
He could only continuously increase the precision of his senses and observe seriously. Even though this consumed ten to a hundred times more mental energy than the Life Sketches he had just comprehended, he felt that it was necessary.
At this time, an indescribable light shone out from the projection of the Scales of Truth. One could not see anything by just sensing it, but under this light, the black and white plates of the Scales of Truth instantly lost their color.
Black was no longer black, and white was no longer white. It was as if some crucial element had been extracted. It was as if they had been dyed together, indistinguishable.
It was this indescribable light that soundlessly opened up a region within the shadow pillar. Its appearance was similar to the cocoon of light that the first three First Oblatums constructed the Evolution Field. It was just that it was ten times larger.
The projection of the Scales of Truth resided in the center of the cocoon of light. Light and shadow interweaved, forming countless lines of varying thickness. At first glance, they looked like branches that were spreading out. They grew endlessly, and some even wrapped around the two plates. The young branches spiraled and pierced into the projection above. It didn't matter if it was the Human-Faced Arachnid, the kite shield, or the Format Pyramid.
Because of this, the three projection diagrams underwent changes at the same time. Light and shadow warped slightly, and their structures melted.
"Holy space, Extraordinary Substitution."
Ouyang Chen's body was covered in layers of ripples, offsetting the resistance of the shadow pillar. He approached the cocoon of light step by step. The front of the ripples had already made contact with the cocoon of light, undulating and rippling. Although his progress was not slow, he still frowned when he saw the cocoon of light form and the ripples transform.
"You've gone from a small substitution of worldly objects to a large substitution of the Extraordinary Domain. An Weng, your moves are truly extraordinary... However, has your First Oblatum allowed you to borrow the power of the Scales of Truth?"
There was no response from within the cocoon of light, but Luo Nan's heart inexplicably palpitated.
Substitution?
He understood a bit. At this moment, the two ends of the scales, the Human-Faced Arachnid, him, and Fairchild, were they exchanging places?
No, it wasn't.
After all, the two altar frameworks were still entangled. An Weng had placed Luo Nan on the Scales of Truth, so the two frameworks were destined to form a close connection.
Luo Nan could roughly sense that the two ends of the scale had merely blurred the boundary between chaos and order. There was no relationship of substitution between the two. It was more like a sort of blending. Together, they formed a sort of indescribable existence, and they used this as a foundation to grow and strengthen without end.
As for the replacement … it happened on an even more mysterious level, and he had no idea what it was at the moment.
But the Human-Faced Arachnid, Fairchild, and Luo Nan were all unavoidably affected by the exchange. They were all greatly affected!
The rooftop of Building A had already collapsed. Amid the dust and debris, Fairchild raised his hands and stared at it. He watched as the flowing mercury light dimmed layer by layer, his face expressionless.
Luo Nan swept his eyes over this scene. He was slightly startled, and his heart suddenly throbbed:
Not good! Even Childe was in trouble, let alone him? Something was definitely going to happen on the main body's side. The melting of the Format Pyramid structure on the Scales of Truth was an ominous sign.
"Hiss …"
Luo Nan's mind returned to his main body, and he drew in a breath of cold air. He was cut in half. Ever since An Weng pulled him into the framework of the altar of the Scales of Truth, he had been unable to get rid of the feeling of restraint. Now, this feeling had intensified. His blood and energy were blocked and blocked, causing many parts of his body to feel numb. His control over his body had dropped substantially.
In contrast, his internal organs, which lacked sensory nerves, seemed to have rebelled. The diffuse sensation of pain caused many of his internal organs to convulse. This caused Luo Nan's body to begin to tremble lightly. In the end, he even began to sway.
On the AR interface, at least seven or eight diagrams simultaneously displayed the color of blood red, signifying danger. The whispers and conversations within the vehicle were swept clean in an instant. All that was left were the beeping sounds of the instrument's alarm, rising and falling, interweaving together.
"Internal organ dysfunction. Hold him up …."
Bai Xinyan's command rang out, but it soon faded away. This was because at this very moment, a lava-like heat poured down from the top of Luo Nan's head. His brain seemed to be boiling, and it was as if someone had given him a heavy punch. His mind was dizzy, and his consciousness was dazed. His mental senses lost their accuracy, and his clairvoyance became blurry and indistinct.
His headquarters had actually been raided!
Luo Nan did his best to calm his mind, hoping to recover his clarity of mind. But even though his thoughts were a mess, he knew that An Weng had certainly used the Scales of Truth and the enormous cocoon of light that had just been erected.
That old fellow had really struck Luo Nan's weak spot in an instant.
This wouldn't do!
Luo Nan felt the incorporeal net on his body rapidly tighten. It had already bound his body tightly, and it traced all the way up. It wanted to completely seal off all of the transformations of his body and soul. When that happened, he would truly be waiting for death.
The unforeseen event happened too suddenly. Luo Nan had no time to consider anything else. Before the incorporeal net was about to close, Luo Nan completely obeyed his instincts. He visualized the Formatting Pagoda and commanded the Wraith Sign to exert force. Amidst the trembling of the chains, Luo Nan's soul left his body and ascended. He took a step into the depths of the mental plane.
The incorporeal net closed, but it was a step too late.
In the instant his soul left his body, Luo Nan could clearly hear the snapping sounds of tree branches snapping. There was also quite a bit of resistance present. Fortunately, his method of leaving his body was to borrow external force. It was close to being rough, directly charging into the depths of the mental plane. Otherwise, he might not have been able to succeed in one go.
As for now, Luo Nan's mind suddenly became clear after his body and soul separated. His mental senses stabilized once more. The most miraculous thing was that the feeling of pain in his main body instantly disappeared by quite a bit.
Yes, An Weng had used the blessing of the Shield of Truth to make an issue out of it. Luo Nan had forcibly left his body, breaking the mode of interference between the mental and the material. Naturally, he had broken free of the shackles. He was no longer restricted by them.
It was just that nothing could ever be perfect. Though he had dodged a calamity, he had lost control of his main body. Before he could lay down, he fell backward and directly fell into Zhang Yingying's embrace. He lost all sensation.
The carriage was in a flurry of activity. The situation looked as if Luo Nan was about to breathe his last in the blink of an eye.
Luo Nan could not care about what would happen to his main body next. Though he had broken An Weng's plan, it was still impossible for him to completely break free from this vortex. As long as the conflict between the altar frame and the Scales of Truth and the Formatting Pagoda were still entangled, it was impossible for him to truly remain uninvolved.
Right now, the results of Luo Nan's escape were directly reflected on the projection of the Scales of Truth within the so-called holy space.
The Formatting Pagoda still existed, but it had faded quite a bit. More importantly, the state of warping and melting had reversed, returning it to a complete state.
This change was neither too big nor too small, but it directly disturbed the balanced state of fusion between chaos and order. The growth of the branches within the cocoon of light came to a halt. Some of them even withered in an instant.
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