Almost in a second.
This witchcraft, which Abram had worked hard for ten years to master, was easily broken by Mu Cang and he succeeded.
"The so-called magic power of wizards is still essentially based on aura as the building material, but they call it [ether].
And what this witchcraft requires to absorb is the ether of spatial attributes, or it can be said that the practitioner [recognizes] the aura of spatial attributes."
Mu Cang's soul power suddenly spread out and swept all directions, and began to draw massive amounts of spiritual energy from the void of the universe.
"Starting from the innate spirituality deep in the human soul, we look for the spatial folds in reality as the starting point.
Then use spiritual energy as the material and your own soul as the deposit.
Consume space attribute spiritual energy to build a space node."
Mu Cang's consciousness was running wildly.
Peep into the empty space ahead.
After a long time, the originally empty void suddenly began to cascade into chaos in his eyes after the witchcraft was running.
This is the [etheric] vision brought about by witchcraft, a heterogeneous power system that Mu Cang has not yet explored.
After turning on the etheric vision.
Practitioners can abandon internal and external interference and quickly 'see' the type of attribute ether that is necessary for the witchcraft they practice.
At first glance, it seems quite similar to the cultivation path of Tianhe Sword Qi.
It also requires practitioners to ignore certain established rules of reality when practicing.
With an attitude that is almost paranoid, I believe that the practice I have chosen actually exists and is not an idle thought.
The spiritual energy will also respond to the thoughts of the practitioner and take on the 'appearance' recognized by the practitioner.
Both have the same characteristic, that is, they have extremely high requirements on the mental firmness and concentration of the practitioners.
According to the old saying, it is "subdue the mental ape and tie the mental horse".
If you can't do it, your efforts will be in vain.
The strange brilliance in Mu Cang's eyes kept flashing.
Buzz——
In an instant, the hidden and difficult-to-find folds in the vast space slowly appeared in front of him.
Soon, Mu Cang's mental power caught a trace of space folds that wanted to slip away quickly like a swimming fish.
He immediately mobilized his mental power and firmly pressed on the struggling spatial folds.
Seize a large amount of spatial attribute aura and penetrate it hard.
Finally, he was suddenly pulled into his own soul.
Buzz~
After a long time.
Deep in the soul, a prototype of a dimensional pocket appeared.
According to Abram's memory, there is only one chance to open the dimensional pocket.
Once molded, the capacity and shape of the pocket cannot be changed.
Therefore, when developing, we must work hard and never stop.
And Abram's pocket capacity is only a pitiful few hundred cubic meters.
Even so, this capacity is the result of his exhaustion.
The threshold and difficulty of opening a dimensional pocket are evident.
"Use the power of the soul as a shovel to 'dig' holes in the nodes.
The bigger the hole, the larger the capacity of the dimensional empty bag in the future."
Mu Cang recalled the witchcraft and began to perform it.
Zizzi...
The power of his soul turned into a shovel.
The direction of lightning penetrates into the space node the size of a rice grain deep in the soul.
Earn it gently.
Bang!
The nodes suddenly expanded to hundreds of thousands of cubic meters like an explosion.
Afterwards, Mu Cang continued to dig.
This dark space exploded and expanded again, becoming huge.
One minute.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Time passes quickly.
As Mu Cang dug the dimensional pockets, their size became larger and larger, and the difficulty of digging also skyrocketed.
Finally, it is as solid as a rock and can no longer be dug.
"Have you reached your limit?"
The illusory shovel disappeared, and Mu Cang looked at his dimensional pocket.
Dark, empty, and huge.
Its interior is an extremely regular six-sided cube shape.
It’s ten kilometers up, down, left and right.
Calculate it this way.
The volume of his dimensional pocket is one trillion cubic meters.
This size can even roll up a large and medium-sized city and stuff it inside.
"Abram's soul attribute is estimated to be only a dozen points."
Mu Cang said calmly to himself, "And I have to surpass him billions of times, so it's almost... the same."
A piece of space junk flew past his eyes, and his mind moved, and the space seemed to tremble slightly.
Then, an invisible vortex appeared in front of the trajectory of the space junk.
Phew~
The piece of space junk suddenly crashed into the vortex and appeared in his dimensional pocket.
Mu Cang had a change of thought and once again put the piece of garbage out of the dimension pocket.
"Yes, this dimensional pocket is very smooth to use."
Thinking like this, Mu Cang looked at his attribute list.
【Master: Mu Cang】
[Physique: 72.238 billion]
[Soul: 73.886 billion]
Yes, after one day, his attributes have doubled again.
At this time, Mu Cang suddenly struck a piece of Nine Heavens True Thunder into the dimension pocket.
After the electric light flashed, I saw that the thunder method had not dissipated.
Instead, it floats stably in a corner at the upper end of the huge space just like the real thing.
Mu Cang's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It seems that the dimensional pocket can indeed be used as an arsenal."
"But..."
Mu Cang frowned slightly, "What is the true foundation that supports its existence?"
"Even though the attributes of my soul are very powerful, I can still open up such a huge and real space out of thin air.
In my current knowledge system, I can't find an answer that can be reasonably explained.
There is definitely some cosmic parameter that I am not aware of yet, or a force from outside reality at work."
I pondered for a long time.
Mu Cang suddenly thought of...
"Is it the spiritual dimension?!"
The consciousness of breaking the illusion immediately started to run wildly.
However, the divine sense, which lacks key information, cannot calculate the specific results. It can only vaguely know that the dimensional pocket is indeed somewhat related to the spiritual dimension.
"That's all, there will always be a chance to figure it out later."
End of thinking.
Mu Cang decided not to expend energy on dimensional pockets for the time being.
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Southern Daxia, Liancheng.
The ancestral residence of the Chu family is located in a complex of luxurious garden villas covering a vast area.
"What did you say? Da Luo Dao was destroyed by Mu...'s disciples?!!
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He is actually...number one in the world!"
Chu Xionghui's face was full of shock and panic, "This...how is this possible?!"
"What about Xuanchengzi? Xuancheng Sword Immortal has great magical powers. He, he, he, he, he, didn't stop him?!"
Taoist Baihe smiled bitterly and said: "My master, Xuan Chengzi was killed by the prince as early as in the martial arts conference!"
"Ah? What?!" Chu Xionghui was shocked.
The old Taoist priest opposite shook his head with a bitter look on his face: "That day, Pindao found a Daluo Taoist disciple who was seriously injured and about to die in the ruins. He told me all this personally."
Zou Chunmei, who was sitting next to her, had a dull expression, as if she couldn't accept this fact.
"And afterwards, Pindao found many seniors in the martial arts world, although he didn't understand why they kept silent.
But the old Taoist still found out everything about the prince's deeds through an old friend who had semi-retired!"
When he said this, Taoist Baihe's expression began to be horrified:
"On the opening day of the martial arts conference, an indestructible Vajra once challenged him, and he was struck to death by a thunderbolt with his hand on the spot..."
The old Taoist priest began to speak slowly.
When Chu Xionghui and Zou Chunmei heard that Mu Cang killed Kong Bai with one move, defeated Zhenming with one finger, and retreated Xuancheng with a roar, they were shocked and dumbfounded on the spot.
But when he heard that the demon Gai Zhoutian was born in the sky and slaughtered the heroes, he was in high spirits, but he was easily crushed to death by the returning Mu Cang.
The Chu couple were so shocked that they trembled all over and turned frighteningly pale.
Before they could catch their breath, the two of them listened to Taoist Baihe's words again, saying that Mu Cang had stepped onto the indestructible Vajra.
And now he is respected by all the heroes in the martial arts world as the number one person in history.
"In fact, it is said that this information about the prince was strictly banned earlier."
Taoist Bai He shook his head and said, "I just don't know why, but the ban suddenly disappeared in the past two days. If not, how could the old Taoist find out about His Highness so easily."
The two of them were so shocked that their brains short-circuited. For a moment, they lost control and collapsed on the chair.
Among them, Zou Chunmei looked even more desperate and kept muttering: "It's over, it's over, it's all over."
If they were told the truth about the explosion in Shendu at this time, they would probably be frightened and faint.
However, although the Chu family is a great noble, it is not the center of power in Daxia after all.
Even some time ago, the Chu family was inexplicably excluded from the aristocratic circle.
Other nobles who had originally interacted with the Chu family have severed ties with the Chu family.
Therefore, they can never know such secrets as the inside story of the Shendu War, and they are not qualified to know.
At the same time, Xu was too surprised.
After hearing that after the martial arts conference, Mu Cang accepted the ghost gun Wang Nanxun, and became a disciple with the martial arts genius Song Di, the two people actually had no reaction.
"Hu~~"
After Taoist Bai He finished speaking this long paragraph, his mouth was dry and he quickly picked up water and drank a few gulps. Then he looked at Chu Xionghui who was slumped in the chair and asked worriedly:
"Master, what should we do now?"
The old Taoist priest hesitated and said:
"A few days ago, Ghost Spear King Nanxun had announced to the entire Daxia martial arts world that Da Luo Dao was the sect that he and his junior brother Song Di destroyed on the orders of their master.
He also said that the reason why Da Luo Dao was destroyed was very simple. It was because after their master became the leader of the Daxia Martial Arts Alliance, other sects sent congratulatory messages. Only Da Luo Dao pretended to be deaf and dumb, which was actually a crime of great disrespect.
The family should be exterminated."
"Ah! This! That Mu...Prince is so domineering, I...what should I do?!!"
Chu Xionghui's face was extremely frightened.
Apparently he was thinking of his son's rude offense to the prince some time ago.
For a moment, he was so dizzy with boundless fear that his mouth trembled and he was speechless.
Zou Chunmei, who was sitting paralyzed on one side, suddenly had a distorted face, jumped up and screamed:
"Then the dog thief Mu Cang...is...just so domineering? Is he so unreasonable?! There is no one to uphold justice..."
"Shut up!"
Chu Xionghui slapped Zou Chunmei away, then pointed at her nose and cursed, "I don't want to see you, get out of here!!"
Zou Chunmei covered her swollen cheeks without saying a word, stood up silently, staggered around, opened the door and left the room.
No one noticed, she lowered her head, her eyes flashing with deep madness and hatred.
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