"This is Divine Soul Detention?!"
Mr. Wu Liu's face was full of horror.
F * ck.
Why did this kid even know the exclusive Divine Soul Secret Skill of the Demon Clan's commander-type beasts?
Divine Soul Detention specialized in targeting the origin of the Divine Soul, especially an ownerless Divine Soul Phantom like him. It was even more effective in restraining it.
Mr. Wu Liu almost did not resist at all. In horror and disbelief, he was detained and pulled into Yang Fan's Sea of Consciousness by two spiritual chains that suddenly probed out of Yang Fan's Sea of Consciousness.
As soon as he went in.
Mister Wu Liu saw a little guy lying on his stomach watching a cartoon on a virtual screen. Hearing the commotion, the little guy raised his head and looked at Mister Wu Liu in confusion. Then, he timidly hid to the side and continued to be engrossed in the plot of the cartoon.
"Zhong Ling …"
Seeing Zhong Ling's current state, Mr. Wu Liu could not help but shake his head for a while. A thousand-year-old spirit body that was bought over by a cartoon was even more useless than the Original Spirit that was obsessed with appearance outside.
Original Spirit Lai Hao also got a handsome guy.
But Zhong Ling, this girl, only got a cartoon that only children liked. She was as childish as she could be.
"However, Yang Fan's Sea of Consciousness is really a bit too big. It's really boundless!"
Mr. Wu Liu flew and floated in the air. He looked up at Yang Fan's Sea of Consciousness. It was blue and boundless. With his current spiritual power, he could not detect where the boundary of this Sea of Consciousness was at all.
"Sure enough, it's not a freak who can swallow the front door in one gulp. The scope of this Sea of Consciousness is not inferior to I's body!"
Mr. Wu Liu sighed softly.
His body was at the peak of Spiritual Spiritualist, and the Sea of Consciousness was only over the limit of 30,000 kilometers.
What was Yang Fan's cultivation level now?
He was only a Spiritual Spiritualist Level Nine!
With such a low and shallow spiritual cultivation level, he had such a vast Sea of Consciousness. If he was not a monster, who could be a monster?
Also.
Yang Fan's Divine Soul Origin.
Mister Wu Liu did not see the entity, nor did he sense his specific location.
However, the pressure and fear that came from the depths of his soul had already given Mister Wu Liu a general understanding and judgment of Yang Fan's Soul Origin.
"He has at least reached the strength of a Fifth Rank Spirit Master! Even if this was due to the amplification effect of the Great Front Gate, it was enough to prove that Yang Fan's Soul Origin was strong enough! At the very least, it's already far beyond the strength of his current Spirit Reader Level 9. "
Mister Wu Liu did not take the trouble to search everywhere for Yang Fan's origin center.
It was useless.
He was well aware of how terrifying a Spirit Reader Master who possessed the ability to detain the soul was. In their spiritual sea, they were god-like existences. Unless the strength of his soul could far surpass that of Yang Fan, otherwise, no one could resist the whipping of Yang Fan's chains.
If Mister Wu Liu's original body came, he might be able to suppress Yang Fan a little. However, he was now only a phantom, a Soul Phantom that had been left in the Martial Arts Secret Realm for hundreds of years.
Without the support of his body's origin, he was like a rootless duckweed. He was simply enough to fight against Yang Fan's current Soul Origin and spiritual will.
Therefore, he cleverly chose to stay where he was, quietly waiting for Yang Fan's decision.
"Now, are you still not going to tell me what the final reward for this level is?"
Yang Fan's body of consciousness condensed in front of Mister Wu Liu.
With a wave of his hand, a small boat floated and stopped on the sea.
There was a table and chair on the boat, and there were a few cups of tea on the chair.
Yang Fan bent his knees and sat down. Then, he extended his hand and made an inviting gesture to Mister Wu Liu. He was very polite.
Mister Wu Liu nodded slightly. His expression was no longer as flustered and frightened as before. Instead, he was more at ease.
After sitting down opposite Yang Fan, Mister Wu Liu reached out and touched the edge of the boat, as well as the touch of the table, chair, and teacups. He kept nodding and praising.
"The degree of realism has already reached 88%. Compared to ten minutes ago, it has made a qualitative leap! I have to say that little friend Yang Fan's talent in illusory arrays is indeed something that I, I, have never seen before in my life! "
Mister Wu Liu sincerely praised.
In his previous memory, he had indeed never seen someone as monstrous as Yang Fan. Learning the Heaven Level illusory array was as simple as drinking a mouthful of cold water.
The degree of realism of the illusory realm was 88%. Even if he personally performed it, it was almost at this level.
In other words.
Yang Fan had only used less than two hours to master and master the Heaven Level illusory array that he had studied for hundreds of years. Moreover, their levels were on par.
This made him, an old man who had lived for hundreds of years, feel embarrassed.
There was such a thing as a genius.
Was it really so unreasonable?
In the past, Mister Wu Liu thought that he could be considered a genius, especially on the path of an Illusory Array Master. There were not many people in the entire Source Planet who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. He was definitely the kind of monstrous genius in the eyes of others.
But now.
Compared with a genius like Yang Fan, Mister Wu Liu felt that his previous pride was so fragile and so shallow and ridiculous.
In front of a real genius, even a Heaven Level illusory array would only take one or two hours. It could not be compared at all.
"Sir, you flatter me." Yang Fan smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea. Although it was illusory, it was still a little sweet in the mouth. "Actually, I also think that I seem to be very good. I'm a genius."
Mister Wu Liu laughed involuntarily.
Although Yang Fan's words were a little shameless, it was undeniable that what he said was indeed the truth.
As he spoke, Yang Fan's interest was greatly aroused, and his mind moved frequently.
Soon, there were some other sceneries beside the small boat.
Isolated islands, beaches, trees, flowers, streams, birds, fish and insects …
As the sceneries increased little by little.
The sceneries in Yang Fan's sea of consciousness were no longer the unchanging sea. Inside, there was actually some throbbing of life, and it became more and more like a real sea full of endless vitality.
This was his sea of consciousness, and he only needed a thought in his mind to arrange it.
However, when Yang Fan injected the Illusory Reality he had just learned into these specific environmental factors, everything became so real.
The beach was soft, the birds were singing, and the fish were leaping into the water.
Everything seemed to be real.
Mister Wu Liu quietly watched the changes in Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, and did not say anything.
What was fake was real, and what was real was fake.
The ultimate goal and ultimate fantasy of the Illusory Reality was to turn all the illusions into real reality.
However.
It was almost impossible to manifest all the sceneries in this dream one hundred percent.
Even if someone cultivated the Illusory Reality to the Spirit Realm, they could at most make all the sceneries illusory to ninety percent or ninety-nine percent.
No one could break through the last one percent and completely turn all the illusions into reality.
However.
As an Illusory Matrix Master, who did not have a dream?
Mister Wu Liu remembered that in the sea of consciousness space of his original body, there was actually an arrangement similar to Yang Fan's.
When he had nothing to do, his original body would hide in his sea of consciousness space to construct his illusory world, hoping that one day, he could become a God or a Saint and manifest everything in his sea of consciousness.
After playing for a while, Yang Fan withdrew his divine thoughts and looked up at Mister Wu Liu. "What, Mister Wu Liu is not going to tell this junior anything?"
Mister Wu Liu shook his head and chuckled. "Haven't you already seen that the formation inheritance is just an excuse for I to brush you off."
"Unfortunately, whether it's you or your cousin, you're both vigilant and suspicious. You don't want to give me any chance. Otherwise, I might have already occupied little friend Wang Zhe's sea of consciousness and used his body to break out. "
Finally.
He admitted it.
This old man really did not have any good intentions.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. "Senior, aren't you the guardian of this place? If you want to break out, it's just a matter of your words. Why do you have to use someone else's body?"
Mister Wu Liu raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan. "What you really want to ask is, why does a phantom like I still want to go out of this secret realm, right?"
"Mister is wise." Yang Fan did not deny it.
He had indeed thought so. Why would a phantom of a soul, not a real person, have such desires and selfishness?
Did he become a spirit?
"I didn't become a spirit, and this place is a prison for I. There's no way for a God's Soul to leave this place on its own."
As if seeing through Yang Fan's thoughts, Mister Wu Liu said lightly, "Don't feel strange. I has stayed here for more than 400 years. He has already developed his own intelligence and completely got rid of the restrictions of the consciousness of his real body."
"Now, except for the fact that I don't have a real body, my soul essence is no different from a real human!"
"I don't want to stay in this prison forever without any time limit. I want to live a real life. I want to live a better and more exciting life!"
"So, I need a chance, a chance to break through myself and break out of this prison! And you challengers are undoubtedly the best tool to escape! "
Yang Fan nodded.
What Mister Wu Liu said was a little different from what Yang Fan had thought before, but the result was similar. It was nothing more than wanting to reincarnate in a body or simply take over the nest.
However, wasn't the 400 years he said a bit exaggerated? The Federation government had only been established for more than 130 years. If it was 400 years, wouldn't it be 300 years earlier than the Federation government?
What was the ratio of the flow of time in this Martial Arts Secret Realm? The difference seemed to be quite big compared to the outside world.
Yang Fan had heard Mister Wu Liu mention before that his real body seemed to be in the Federation in the outside world. Although he did not directly state his identity, it at least showed that his real body should not be very old. It was definitely not older than Qu Hongde, the old man.
However, this Soul Shadow of his had already lived here alone for more than four hundred years. It had already given birth to its own independent personality and was beginning to pursue freedom.
Such a huge difference in time was so exaggerated that it was unimaginable.
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