The Mother Stream ran through countless dimensions and was boundless. No one knew where its source was, and no one could see where it ended. Any Secret Technique practitioner could only see its violent and powerful branching.
As soon as Garon entered the Mother Stream and looked out from the river, he could no longer see the starry sky of the universe. Instead, it was replaced by a colorful barrier space.
"Is this the scene of the Mother Stream?"
This was the first time he could clearly see himself floating in the Mother Stream.
The last time, his accumulation was not as strong and deep as this time. Moreover, the world this time was a higher energy dimension, so the accumulation of his body's aura was much slower than the last time.
Garen could feel that the Nine-Headed Black Dragon that his aura had transformed into was being eroded by the river water. It was like an extremely strong acid and lye, the surface of the Black Dragon was roiling violently, and bits of fine black powder fell off.
"I don't know what world I will enter this time …" Garon saw two slightly transparent Soul Seeds floating side by side in the depths of his soul. One was cold blue while the other was the pale gold of the Holy Phoenix Scriptures. The two seeds were like flowers, blooming beautifully.
Buzz …
All of a sudden, an immense pressure as vast as the sea swept across the surface of the river. Dense roars and roars could be faintly heard from the oppressive feeling.
"I smell it … Void Pursuer … Sorcerer's Descendant's scent …"
"Where … Where …!"
The huge and terrifying oppressive feeling caused the Mother Stream's water to roil continuously, stirring up huge waves like a tornado.
The waves of pure spiritual waves clearly spread the will of the oppressive feeling's owner.
Garon's soul looked up and saw the colorful barrier outside the river water constantly distorting, making cracking sounds and cracks.
"What is that …?" The other party had not even gotten close. Outside the barrier, it gave him an extreme sense of impending disaster. Just the wave of will that passed through caused the river water to roil violently and roll up huge waves.
Garon was shocked. He knew that he had encountered a super creature among the Void Creatures. He could only try his best to retract his aura and reduce the surface of the river water that he was in contact with.
He could faintly feel the tyrannical power of multiple temperaments from the other party's will. That power came from the same source as his, it was also the power of Soul Seeds. However, the other party had at least ten times more Soul Seeds than him.
Such an existence was not something he could contend against!
"Void Creature … No wonder Nadia reminded me not to enter the Void without permission …" Garon calmed himself down and there was no fear in his heart. It just flowed along the Mother Stream aimlessly.
After an unknown period of time, several void creatures with tyrannical willpower appeared outside the river. There were at least dozens of Soul Seeds, and their colors were at least colorless. This caused the water of the Mother Stream to churn continuously. This also made Garon completely remember how dangerous the void outside the Mother Stream was. The only thing he could do was to shrink his body size and prolong the time he could float.
Every time he entered the Mother Stream, it was a journey of unknown life and death. Once his aura was completely corroded and his soul was severely damaged, then what awaited him was to completely disappear into the Mother Stream and become a pure imprint.
As the number of tyrannical void creatures increased, more and more powerful void creatures appeared.
Garon was also gradually able to distinguish their strength level from their aura.
Only creatures of the Soul Seed level were qualified to detect the movements in the Mother Stream nearby. Soul Seeds were divided into the colorless basic stage, and only after that would it be the seven-colored stage. Every stage would have a stronger qualitative change.
These creatures that discovered Garon should be at least at the colorless stage. At this stage, they had accumulated dozens of Soul Seeds. Perhaps their cultivation method was slightly different from humans. As a human, Garon only had two Soul Seeds. Even the colors of the Soul Seeds had not been completely removed. This meant that he had not entered the colorless stage, and had not even entered the basic stage of the Soul Seed.
However, he was slightly better. He only needed to accumulate five Soul Seeds in the colorless stage. After all of them were purified into colorless, he could enter the next stage.
He did not know how long he had been drifting along the way. Gradually, Garon felt that the flow of the river seemed to have slowed down. It was no longer as turbulent as before.
More than half of his aura had been corroded, and only one-fifth of it was left. He felt that he seemed to have drifted into a fork in the river. There were many, many branches. With a shake, he seemed to have hit a barrier and flowed directly into a very narrow fork in the tributary.
As the tributary's flow slowed down, he could sense through the Soul Seed that the seven-colored barrier around him seemed to have become weaker and thinner.
After an unknown amount of time, Garon's aura had been completely exhausted. Now, he was using his main body's Soul Seed to emit spiritual energy to resist the corrosion.
Fortunately, two Soul Seeds were much stronger than one, and the corrosion speed had slowed down a lot.
He floated forward quickly along the river. As his aura disappeared, he began to feel anxious. After all, the power of the Soul Seed was the foundation that he had painstakingly accumulated through two worlds. Now that it was corroded, it would be one less. If this dragged on and one of the Soul Seeds was broken, it would mean that his efforts in one world would be completely wasted!
The tributary of the Mother Stream flowed slower and slower, as if there was something in front of it that was blocking it.
Garon floated along the pale yellow river and moved forward slowly. Gradually, he realized that the surrounding river began to change color again. It turned into the pale green color of the Mother Stream when he first saw it.
From pale yellow to yellow-green, and then to pale green.
In the middle of the river, he shrunk into a black ball-like thing. He floated along with the other floating debris in the river and was constantly being washed away.
Garon looked left and right. The width of the tributary had changed from being unable to see the end in the beginning to only a few meters away now.
"These days, those tyrannical Void Creatures have almost disappeared."
Garon could not tell the time and could only estimate based on his rough sense of time. The tyrannical Void Creatures that appeared frequently in the beginning had stopped appearing. It was obvious that the Mother Stream had entered a more secluded direction.
He looked left and right. From time to time, debris similar to his floated in the river. Some were white bone fragments, some were some strange metals, and some were half-rotten feathers. He even saw the leaves of some kind of plant in the river.
However, there was no soul material that floated around like him.
It was not just around here. After drifting for so long, he had not seen anything similar to himself. The entire Mother Stream seemed to be devoid of life.
Time passed by slowly …
Soon, some cracks finally appeared on the rainbow-colored barrier above the Mother Stream.
Not long after, these cracks gradually evolved into holes of different sizes. Some were only the size of an ant, while others were the size of a fist.
Garon looked out of these holes. He could only see a swirling mass of black gas. It was as deep as a whirlpool. He had no idea where it led to.
However, his situation did not allow him to delay any longer. Out of the two Soul Seeds, one of them was showing signs of slowly melting. If he did not find a way to leave the river, he was afraid that one of his Soul Seeds would be corroded in a few days!
"I can't do this! I have to find a hole to leave this place! "Garon made a decision in his heart. He began to use his senses to check the rainbow-colored barrier above the Mother Stream. Those holes were too small to accommodate his body. Only the basin-sized holes could allow him to pass through successfully.
He could sense from the black gas coming from these holes that they should lead to unknown universes. No one could tell what dangers were in these universes, but he had no other choice now.
Finally, he saw a hole the size of a washbasin.
Just as he was about to drift along the river, Garon suddenly released a burst of Spirit Energy from below. The Spirit Energy combined with the river water of the Mother Stream turned into a strong physical impact. With a boom, it brought him out of the river.
With a splash, Garon broke through the river water and flew towards the hole.
Boom!!
At this moment, a large wave of water rose up and wrapped around him, pulling him back again.
With a splash, Garon was pulled back by the Mother Stream.
He was shocked and tried to break free again. However, by the time he broke free, the hole had completely moved away from its original position.
"Damn it!" Garon was wrapped back into the Mother Stream. He felt that his Soul Seed had slightly melted again. His heart ached. This was the essence of his understanding that he had truly condensed after two lifetimes. Now, it was on the verge of melting.
He had already felt that the Mother Stream seemed to have an inexplicable instinct. For a life form like him who had been drifting in the river for so long, it had already seen him as a part of the Mother Stream and would not let him leave easily.
He had completely missed the hole. Although the river water was slow, it was unusually firm as it brought him far away.
"No wonder there are so many holes. The Mother Stream's water did not flow out."
Garon understood.
"I can only wait for the next opportunity …"
He waited quietly. Fortunately, the tributary of the Mother Stream seemed to be getting narrower. More and more holes of different sizes appeared in the rainbow barrier. These holes were all spinning black gas vortexes. Some were the size of a fingernail, some were the size of a human head, but it was still difficult to find one that was the size of a basin.
Garon waited silently. Not long after, another large hole the size of a basin appeared in his field of vision.
"This is it!" He released his senses and determined the precise location of the hole. Then, he began to accumulate all his strength. He knew that once he exerted his strength, he must rush out before the Mother Stream could react. Otherwise, he might be pulled back again like last time.
The black hole was getting closer … closer …
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