Out of Chen Luoyang's expectation, the jade amulet revealed an extremely violent attitude when it fell into the black pot.
He had the intention to suppress the activity of the jade amulet, but the black pot seemed to have no time to suppress the vitality it displayed, and it directly hit the inner wall of the black pot.
What made Chen Luoyang heave a sigh of relief was that the black pot was unscathed after the collision.
On the contrary, the jade amulet was surrounded by the blood-red light ball, and could no longer cause trouble.
However, the black pot had also undergone changes.
On the surface of the pot, streaks of dark-golden light patterns emerged.
After the disturbance caused by Yu Mu, the dark golden patterns on the surface of the black pot were fading at a rate visible to the naked eyes.
The light patterns on the surface of the pot were decreasing.
Chen Luoyang saw this and muttered in his heart.
He tried to communicate with the black pot with his mind, but it felt no different from before.
The decrease of the patterns on the surface of the pot made Chen Luoyang unable to judge whether the black pot's change was good or bad.
Did the decrease of the light patterns mean that the lifespan of the black pot was decreasing, and that it was going to fail and be destroyed? Or did it mean that some kind of restraint on the black pot was slowly disappearing and becoming looser?
There were both possibilities, but the final results were worlds apart.
Chen Luoyang could not make up his mind at the moment.
He looked at the jade amulet again. Now that it was wrapped by the blood-red light ball, it had finally calmed down.
On the surface of the jade amulet, mysterious patterns were engraved into words, the meaning of which was unknown.
Chen Luoyang frowned in his heart.
What on earth was this thing?
Outside the mortal world, after that almighty Buddhist expert threw this thing into the mortal world, into the Divine Land, how much control did he have over it?
Did the other party leave anything behind on this jade amulet?
Now that the jade amulet and the page of the Heavenly Book were both left in the black pot, would there be a problem?
Would that Buddhist almighty figure discover this black pot because of this?
Chen Luoyang felt uneasy.
As he pondered, the dark golden patterns on the surface of the illusory black pot that was gradually thinning in his mind flickered.
The entire black pot started to shake gently again.
Chen Luoyang steadied his mind and forced himself to remain calm.
He observed carefully and realized that even though the black pot had moved, the "Life" character of the Heavenly Tome and the Jade Amulet inside the pot, which were accompanied by the blood-red nectar, did not move at all. They stayed in the light ball in Silence.
This allowed Chen Luoyang to relax a little.
It was not that the Jade Amulet continued to wreak havoc, but it seemed that after the Black Pot was affected by the Jade Amulet, some new changes occurred.
While he was deep in thought, his expression was nonchalant. He stood in midair and looked down at the snowy mountain below.
After the disciples of the Ancient God cleaned up, Su Mingjue and the last of the Western Paradise's people were also taken care of.
Chen Luoyang looked at his subordinates and nodded slightly. "Well done."
Everyone said in unison, "It's all thanks to the Hierarch."
Just now, Su Mingjue's sudden change really caught everyone off guard. It was thanks to their Hierarch that the problem was solved.
This caused the people of the Ancient God to not feel complacent after clearing out their opponents.
Other than their admiration for their Hierarch increasing day by day, they calmed down and examined their own shortcomings. They were not as arrogant as before.
Chen Luoyang was very satisfied with this and calmly returned to the Yan Dragon Emperor's carriage.
However, he was not as calm as he looked on the surface.
Because at this moment, the black pot's vibration in his mind was getting stronger and stronger.
Chen Luoyang tried to communicate with it and found that the connection between them was still there.
But through this mental connection, he could faintly feel that the interior of the black pot seemed to be undergoing an inexplicable change.
It looked no different from before, but Chen Luoyang felt that the inside of this thing was very different.
Unfortunately, he did not know if the change was not complete, so it still looked the same as before.
Chen Luoyang paid special attention and felt that it was not contaminated with the Buddhist Zen.
From this angle, the Buddhist Almighty did not seem to be playing any tricks.
But still, Chen Luoyang did not dare to let his guard down.
At the moment, he could not judge whether the other party or the black pot was of a higher level.
But he was a hundred percent sure that the so-called three great treasures of the Ancient God's inheritance, the most mysterious black pot, was of a much higher level than the Divine Demon Order and the Heavenly Fiend Blood Tree.
Among the three treasures, the only one that was not passed down from the first generation Hierarch Fei Chen was even more special.
As for the treasure that was obtained from Fei Chen, there was another one that was better than the Divine Demon Order and the Heavenly Fiend Blood Tree.
But, to be precise, Fei Chen could only be regarded as a custodian and not an owner of that mirror.
And what made Chen Luoyang concerned was that after the jade amulet and the black pot stirred up, the pitch-black ancient mirror in his heart also changed.
The black mirror caused Chen Luoyang's heart to tremble slightly.
This feeling was completely different from the previous "pop-up window". It was not someone else looking for it, but the familiar black mirror moved by itself.
Chen Luoyang was in his meditation room on the Yan Dragon Emperor's Carriage. He divided a part of his attention and entered the ancient mirror.
He originally planned to come back and take a look. He wanted to use his "right eye" to observe if there were any movements in the other five mirrors.
Especially the second mirror on the left, which belonged to the Buddhist Almighty's pale golden mirror.
In the end, the "right eye" was quiet. There was no white light flashing on his own pitch-black ancient mirror.
He moved closer to the mirror and looked inside. The five mirrors in the vast void were still in the original arrangement. At the same time, everyone was quiet this time. There was no sound coming out.
In the vast void, there was no sound at all.
The pale golden mirror was the same.
Chen Luoyang also quietly retreated.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the "right eye", Chen Luoyang started to think about what happened to the mirror after it was triggered by the black pot.
As if he was used to it, he looked at the "left eye" after he came out of the "right eye".
In the end, after the door on the left was pushed open, the scene was shockingly different from before.
When Chen Luoyang walked in, it was a strange and dazzling scene in front of him. It was as if there were countless scenes, countless scenes that seemed to have nothing to do with each other. They overlapped and appeared in Chen Luoyang's vision.
In just a moment, he felt dizzy.
It was as if his spirit was divided into countless parts and placed in the different perspectives of countless people. He experienced all kinds of life.
These experiences might not be intense or dangerous. They might be ordinary and mediocre.
But they were all extremely real. It was as if everything was happening.
Chen Luoyang quickly retreated from the "left eye".
He carefully calmed himself down. The scene in his spirit and willpower then returned to normal.
Chen Luoyang started to ponder.
At this moment, he could not help but recall his past life in Bluestar. He read countless novels and stories. The authors were all imaginative. Regardless of whether it was reasonable or not, there were all kinds of strange ideas.
What did I do just now?
In countless different parallel worlds, there was a me. In the end, I accidentally linked everything that everyone saw together?
This was horizontal.
If it was vertical, it could be thousands of reincarnations. The memories of one life after another superimposed together?
Or, this Demon Lord Tang's "right eye" was facing the five mirrors, while his "left eye" was facing the myriad of mortals in the mortal world.
So many different perspectives just now, did they belong to the numerous people in the mortal world?
Or, there was another possibility …
Chen Luoyang thought of many ideas in an instant. Among them, there was no lack of nonsensical ideas.
He quickly calmed his mind and eliminated the miscellaneous and useless ideas from his mind. Silence turned to think of countermeasures.
It was useless to think too much.
The key was how to solve the current doubts.
If he relied on himself slowly, there was not much hope.
Behind the door on the left, the current situation seemed to be beyond the limits of his spirit.
The game that Fiend Lord Tang was playing was a little too advanced for him, the Fiend Lord Chen.
However, Chen Luoyang soon had an idea.
Whoever started the trouble should untie it.
Since the problem was caused by the black pot, he would try to let the black pot continue to solve it.
Just like the first time he entered the black mirror, Chen Luoyang used the black pot's power to stabilize himself and went to the "right eye".
Now, he tried to directly activate the black pot itself to deal with the "left eye".
As the black pot swayed gently, the dark golden light patterns on the surface of the pot flickered continuously.
In the mirror, on the door on the left, a mysterious rune gradually appeared.
It revealed an extremely ancient concept of power.
Chen Luoyang tried to contact it.
Then the door opened again. Chen Luoyang stepped into the "left eye" again.
Compared to before, there were no countless images appearing in front of Chen Luoyang's eyes.
Instead, it was a scene as magnificent as the starry sky.
In the quiet night sky, there were countless light spots flashing like stars.
These light spots were big and small, and they were all flashing non-stop.
Chen Luoyang pondered in his heart.
There were so many light spots in front of him. Could they represent different people?
He slowly pondered in his heart, and then tried to contact those star-like existences.
For the sake of caution, he did not go close to the obviously huge "stars". Instead, he chose to target the "stars" that were relatively medium in size.
Two "stars" caught his attention.
These two "stars" were separated and entangled with each other.
Chen Luoyang looked at them curiously, and then tried to contact them.
In the next moment, following his action, the two "stars" suddenly grew bigger.
As for the surrounding stars, they suddenly turned from white to red, and then quickly disappeared into the distance.
In Chen Luoyang's vision, there were only the two "stars" that were constantly changing.
The two starlights, faced each other from afar, and each showed a vague figure.
From the starlight on the left, a woman's voice was heard. She sneered, "So there was an ambush."
From the starlight on the right, a woman's voice was heard. Her voice was extremely cold, "Looks like you don't know what happened either."
When Chen Luoyang heard the second voice, he suddenly felt that it was a little familiar.
Why did it sound like …
Uh …
Yan Mingkong?!
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