Angor found it hard to believe that the world's consciousness of the Tidal Realm would appear in the void.
But the truth was right in front of him. He had to believe it.
"What does it mean that there's a world's consciousness in the treasure trove? Did Feng know about it when he set it up? Or is it an accident? "
Angor tried to recall what Nai Meicui told him about the treasure trove. Nai Meicui never mentioned anything about the world's consciousness. Nai Meicui must have sensed the existence of the world's consciousness. Since she did not mention it, it meant that the world's consciousness did not appear six hundred years ago.
This analysis sounded familiar: the Nether Storm did not appear six hundred years ago.
Could there be a connection between the two?
The world's consciousness was born after the void storm. Or maybe the void storm was the work of the world's consciousness in the first place?
When thinking about this, Angor felt that his mind was much clearer.
Previously, he had always felt that something was wrong. Why did the Void Storm last for such a long time, and why did the Void Storm fluctuate? He could not get a definite answer because he did not have enough information. But if he considered the world's consciousness as an external factor, everything seemed to make sense.
Something that could make a void storm last for such a long time couldn't be done by ordinary means. Besides, the void storm was expanding and contracting in a regular pattern, which meant that the person who set it up must have come into contact with the power of laws. And such power had to be related to the laws of the void.
Ordinary people could not do such a thing. But the world's consciousness … was an amalgamation of laws. It could do such a thing.
So, if the world's consciousness was the source of the void storm, it would make a lot of sense.
But no matter how logical it was, it still could not explain why the world's consciousness would appear here.
Or was Feng's treasure trove just a chance for Angor to get close to the world's consciousness?
Angor could not find an answer. But if Feng's plan really involved the world's consciousness, Angor believed that there should be an answer left behind here.
Angor put away his thoughts and kept moving forward.
On his way, apart from thinking about the world's consciousness, Angor also thought about Woof Woof.
Did Woof Woof mean the world's consciousness when it said something that scared it? The world's consciousness did give people great pressure, but Angor did not think it was scary.
Even Wang Wang could withstand the pressure of that strange world, but it could not withstand the pressure of the world's will. This was a little strange.
Or could it be that the aura that Wang Wang felt fear was not from the world's will? Or was the will of the world targeting Wang Wang?
Maybe it was because of loneliness or something else, the questions kept popping up in his mind. However, this did not last long. Firstly, the pressure from the outside world was getting stronger and stronger, and he could not afford to let his imagination run wild. Secondly, he was getting closer and closer to the light spot. Compared to groundless doubts, reality was obviously more important.
More and more light spots appeared as he ventured deeper. By now, he could see more than a hundred or even a thousand light spots, and there was still no end to them.
As more and more light spots appeared, Angor began to feel a sense of familiarity from them.
At first, he didn't know where this feeling came from. But when he was less than ten kilometers away from the nearest light spot, he realized something.
He stood at a certain spot in the air and adjusted his angle of view until he found a suitable angle.
From this angle, he looked into the distance.
The light spots in the distance were gathering according to a certain pattern. They looked like a shining galaxy that stretched from the faraway depths to the center of his vision.
This glowing Milky Way was like a glowing road in the void, extending from an unknown distant place all the way to a nearby place.
"You walk in the darkness, and beneath your feet is a path of light." Angor looked into the distance and muttered, "This is … the scene Floret Sparrow and Dodoro saw in their prophecies."
The prophecies came true.
Not only did Floret Sparrow and Dodoro's prophecies, but Angor also saw the same painting in Baiyun Village's art studio.
And the painter of that painting was Feng Luo.
Angor wondered if the path of light mentioned in Floret Sparrow's prophecy was actually a long, dark street with two street lamps on both sides.
But to his surprise, the path of light did not exist in the real world. Instead, it existed in the depths of the void.
"What does this path of light mean? Is the end of it where your treasure is hidden, Feng? "Angor looked at the path of light in the distance and wondered.
Since Feng Luo painted the same painting, there was no doubt that Feng Luo had something to do with this path of light, even if he didn't create it.
A while later, he exhaled in relief and moved on.
He was looking forward to seeing what would happen at the end of the path of light.
About five minutes later, Angor finally arrived at the beginning of the path of light. Here, he finally understood what the "light spots" were.
It was a huge pile of Void Light Algae.
Void Light Algae was actually a variant of Void Floating Algae. The Void Floating Weed was an extremely special type of magical plant. It possessed the characteristics of both space and the void, as well as the characteristics of plants. It was able to absorb the free spatial energy to satisfy its own survival conditions.
The reason why Angor's bracelet could store living creatures was because of the Void Light Algae. The Void Light Algae could absorb space energy while releasing oxygen, which could help living creatures survive.
Void Light Algae could also absorb space energy. However, they did not release oxygen. Instead, they used a special structure to convert the energy into light energy, which allowed the Void Light Algae to continuously release a gentle glow in the void.
Many Void Hunters would collect Void Light Algae, and hang a hat made of Light Algae on their heads, just like Deep Sea Scarabs. Since most void creatures were attracted to light, these Void Light Algae were used as bait.
Although Voidlight Algae was not as precious as Voidfloating Algae to Magi, it was not completely useless. Void Light Algae could be used to create many light-related items. However, to reach the required level, one would need a large amount of Void Light Algae, which would not make up for the loss.
However, if one had enough Void Light Algae, it was still a good choice to use the self-glowing Void Light Algae.
It was just that void light algae were even rarer than void floating algae. Therefore, wizards rarely used them to make light elemental items.
However, Void Light Algae, which were rare in normal times, were abundant here.
Angor saw at least tens of thousands of light spots on the path of light, each of which contained tens of thousands of Void Light Algae.
Angor did not know if this was Feng's doing. If so, this was a huge investment.
Even though the Voidlight Algae didn't have a wide range of applications, it was important to know that the Voidlight Algae were sold by the "grain" in the Magus World. Each grain cost a lot of magic crystals. If a Magus was in urgent need, it could even cost up to a hundred magic crystals.
But there were tens of thousands of them in front of Angor's eyes.
They were not light spots at all. They were piles of magic crystals.
Of course, this was not the real price. There were not many wizards who needed Void Light Algae. Most shops could not sell even one grain in half a year. Therefore, he couldn't equate Void Light Algae with Magic Crystals.
Even so, this amount of Void Light Algae was still quite shocking.
Angor stood in front of a pile of Void Light Algae and felt an urge to take them away. But after observing for a while, he restrained his desire and did not touch them.
He did not find anything strange about the light spots, nor did he find anything dangerous inside. Still, he made the decision.
It was not because he sensed danger. He was just being cautious.
The light spots here were arranged in a neat pattern. They faced each other in pairs like two street lamps that stretched all the way to the end of the path.
Angor felt that there was something special about this pattern.
Perhaps it was a decorative symbol in the study of etiquette.
Ritual patterns looked normal, but if someone touched them carelessly, even if they were not careful, they could affect the whole thing.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Angor decided not to touch them no matter how tempting he was.
Without paying attention to anything else, Angor walked on the path of light with his head lowered.
At first, Angor didn't feel anything special. But as he moved further down the path of light, he began to feel something different.
The pressure from the world's consciousness was slowing down.
According to Angor's calculations, the pressure would increase to a terrifying degree when he reached this place. He might have to use some of his abilities or even his Green Runes to resist it.
However, the real situation was different from what he had imagined.
The pressure was still increasing, but not by much. Angor could even say that he could handle it with his current strength. In fact, he could even handle it if the pressure doubled.
Angor did not believe that the pressure would decrease on its own. There must be some external mechanism that slowed it down.
With this in mind, Angor looked at the "street lamps" on both sides of the path.
"Is it because of them?" Angor considered and reached out his spirit feelers outside the path of light. As soon as his spirit feelers reached the end of the path, he sensed an extremely heavy pressure coming from his spirit feelers.
Angor could tell that the pressure on the path of light was smaller than the outside world.
On the road of light, the most confusing part was the "street lamps" that were made of many Void Light Algae on both sides of the road.
"So it does have something to do with the algae," Angor muttered. As far as Angor could remember, Void Light Algae did not have the effect of reducing pressure. Therefore, he was more inclined to believe that it was some kind of ritual that worked on it.
The "street lamps" might really be some kind of ritual.
Also, if he was not mistaken, this was also Feng's idea.
If he couldn't resist the temptation of the Void Light Algae and took some of it, he might end up ruining the whole thing. In that case, the pressure he faced would increase exponentially.
He might be able to resist the pressure for now, but as the pressure increased, he might not be able to reach the real treasure in the end.
When that happened, he could even imagine Feng's grinning face talking to him in an evil tone. "It's not that I don't want to give you the treasure. You chose the Void Light Algae yourself. You can't blame anyone for not being able to enter the treasure trove, can you? The Void Light Algae is worth a lot. If you can sell it, you won't lose anything, right? "
It was just Angor's imagination, but he had a feeling that such a scene would happen if he really took the Void Light Algae.
Angor knew Feng's way of doing things. The man might have some evil ideas, but he was not a ruthless person.
Angor guessed that Feng left Uranus with Gentle Wind as a hint.
There was no need for him to leave a "path of light" there. Since he left it there, he must be hinting that the path of light had a hidden meaning.
Besides, Floral Sparrow's and Dodoro's prophecies were all related to the path of light, which made Angor cautious.
From the looks of it now, although he hadn't made up his mind yet, he had made the right choice.
Feeling glad, Angor kept going deeper into the path of light.
Along the way, the pressure on the path of light slowly increased until it was within Angor's tolerance range.
Every now and then, he would extend his spirit feelers outside the path of light to check the pressure. Every time, the result exceeded his expectations.
Angor thought that he could at least make it for several dozen kilometers by using all kinds of tricks. But the truth was, without the path of light, he would have to stop here.
Later, he gave up. His spirit feelers were so oppressive that they could not be pulled back.
It was better to obediently continue on the path of light.
About four hours later, Angor finally saw the light at the end of the path.
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