After making some calculations, Fang Xingjian could not wait to consolidate his current abilities, especially the Sword Realm's ability. There were too many ways to perform it. All physical particles within a range of 10,000 meters could freely shoot out sword Qis. This was definitely the best method to complement a formation.
Moreover, when it was paired with his Five God-Slaying Swords and the Celestial Eradication Sword Formation, it would have a terrifying killing prowess.
However, he still lifted his head, looked at Tyrande, and said, "I'll cultivate for a while. Help me pass this Hell's White Bone Armor to Wang Xiaoyan, Fang Qian, and the others. If they can repair it, then do so. If they can't, then just break down the materials and help me forge another longsword that is a Divine Remains Equipment. It's not a problem even if it's a few levels lower."
Tyrande took the Hell's White Bone Armor with both hands and looked at this legendary Divine Armor, a great treasure of the Ancient Path of Hell. It was a weapon that almost no Divine level experts in the world could break through. He shook his head and said, "You're really magnanimous. Aren't you afraid that Fang Qian and the others will leave after taking such a great treasure?"
Fang Xingjian smiled and said, "They have my sword intents in their bodies. As long as I wish to, I'll be able to find them at any time and place. It's impossible for them to escape even if they flee to the ends of the world."
However, at the next moment, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly and looked at the Fourth Prince, who was lying down. He could see that the Fourth Prince's countenance was turning increasingly pale and grim, as if he had encountered some kind of pain.
Tyrande said in surprise, "What's wrong with him? Isn't he receiving the legacy of the Mystic Abyss Heavenly Emperor in the Senluo Six Heavens Sword? "
Fang Xingjian fell silent for a moment before saying, "He might have encountered some difficulties." As he spoke, he arrived before the Fourth Prince and tapped his finger between the Fourth Prince's eyebrows. A majestic sword intent tunneled into the Fourth Prince's sea of consciousness.
"Tyrande, go over to where Fang Qian and the others are first. I'll help the Fourth Prince. If you encounter any problems, don't panic. I'll be there in a while."
Fang Xingjian's words seemed to contain a deeper meaning. However, if one were to think about it carefully, there did not seem to be any meaning at all.
In the next moment, Fang Xingjian could no longer feel any aura from his body. It was as if he was dead.
However, Tyrande knew that Fang Xingjian had only focused all his attention on the Fourth Prince's body and had not paid attention to his physical body.
However, this did not mean that Fang Xingjian's physical body was completely defenseless. This was especially so since Tyrande had recently sensed that Fang Xingjian seemed to have some sort of inexplicable connection. It was as though no matter what danger he encountered, he would be able to resolve it in advance. It was truly inconceivable.
It was just like how the physical body before him seemed to be defenseless. However, if there was any real danger, Fang Xingjian might wake up prematurely and strike with lightning speed.
'Fang Xingjian can't cultivate black magic. He walks the path of knights, but does the path of knights have such a method of predicting the future? This premonition, could it be the legendary Sudden Inspiration? However, according to the records in the Mountainous Seas' Song of the Way, shouldn't the Sudden Inspiration be an ability that only tier four Divine level experts would possess? 'Although Xingjian is amazing, he hasn't reached tier four of the Divine level and has the ability to dominate the world.'
Tyrande could imagine that if Fang Xingjian really reached tier four of the Divine level, then given the current distribution of martial prowess in Miracle World, he would definitely be able to dominate the world and no one would be able to stop him.
After all, it had only been over three months since the world's metamorphosis, and 99% of the Divine level experts were probably still at tier one of the Divine level. How could there be anyone who would be a match for a tier four Divine level expert?
As he thought of this, Tyrande had already stored the Hell's White Bone Armor into the Gates of the Netherworld and brought it to where Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan were.
On the other hand, Fang Xingjian felt that he kept on delving deeper into the Fourth Prince's consciousness. Wherever he passed by, there would be an eerie ghostly aura, and there would be howling consciousness fragments everywhere, as well as countless souls that were being tortured.
Fang Xingjian only felt that as he went deeper and deeper into the Fourth Prince's consciousness, the places he passed by were like a country of ghosts. There were eerie auras of dead souls everywhere, as if they had formed a country of countless dead souls.
Fang Xingjian even saw human silhouettes coming and going. Some were hawking weapons and swords, some were planting crops, and some were fighting. There were even places where two armies were fighting, and the sounds of killing were world-shaking.
'What's going on? To think that the Mystic Abyss Heavenly Emperor's legacy has formed another world in the Fourth Prince's brain? ' At the sight of this scene, Fang Xingjian also felt that it was a little unbelievable. This method of creating a world in someone else's consciousness was simply amazing and extremely unbelievable.
Following this, Fang Xingjian took a good look and discovered some clues.
The source of the world created in the consciousness was the information from all sorts of ether particles in the outside world.
It was unknown what kind of means the Mystic Abyss Heavenly Emperor had used to keep on absorbing all sorts of personal information from the ether particles in the outside world, pulling them into the Fourth Prince's consciousness. This made him think that he was still alive, and that he was still living the way he had been when he was alive, day after day, year after year.
It could be said that the Fourth Prince's consciousness had really become a country of ghosts, gathering the memories of countless people who had died a long time ago.
'Another world has been created. But what is the meaning of this? ' Fang Xingjian shook his head and suddenly smiled. 'The Hades Vault is a small world, and this place before us is a world of ghosts. How much does the Mystic Abyss Heavenly Emperor love to be the creator of worlds?
'But if this goes on, the Fourth Prince probably won't be able to hold on. '
Everything had a limit. For example, the current country of ghosts seemed to be using the memories from the ether particles in the outside world, but the physical body it was taking on was the Fourth Prince. With the Fourth Prince's brain's calculating abilities, there was clearly a limit to the number of consciousnesses he could take on.
Therefore, at the beginning, the Fourth Prince had not shown any signs of abnormality. However, right now, his body seemed to be getting increasingly weaker.
'I wonder where the Fourth Prince's true consciousness is. I must find him quickly and see how much he knows. If it really doesn't work out, I can only destroy this entire country of ghosts. '
Therefore, with a flash, he once again headed toward the depths of the Fourth Prince's consciousness.
On the other hand, Tyrande had arrived at the westernmost area of the academy, where Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan's research lab were located. There were all sorts of bottles and jars, as well as tools that he did not understand. There were also several tens of blacksmiths provided by the academy who were busy working on Fang Xingjian's Divine Remains Equipment.
Fang Qian threw a glance at Tyrande and asked, "Tyrande, why have you come?"
Tyrande grinned, took out the Hell's White Bone Armor from the Gates of the Netherworld, and said, "Take a look at what this is."
Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan took turns to take a look at the dull Hell's White Bone Armor, as if they could not quite grasp the origins of this armor. It was because the Hell's White Bone Armor's condition was too poor. Not only did it not exude any extraordinary powers, but it was also formed from eerie white bones. There was no sign of sturdiness or great power at all.
Just then, a voice rang out from void space, and a man and three women suddenly descended from the sky. Violent air currents gushed forth, and the entire studio creaked as if it would collapse at any moment.
A bone-deep terror gushed into the hearts of everyone present. It was as if a mouse had encountered a tiger, or a human had encountered the world.
A voice that was filled with terror, brutality, and cunning rang out in everyone's minds, "Oh? This armor isn't bad. Mmm, that piece of Divine level spinal bone isn't bad either. Oh... and there are so many heavenly and earthly treasures. I didn't expect that Fang Xingjian to be so rich. "Not bad, not bad at all."
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