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Chapter 102 Mysteries

"I sensed it. There should be seven or forty-nine small spaces, forming a large honeycomb-shaped space. The divine fire you are looking for should be in the middle space."

Like a maze, there are dangers in every space. Not to mention whether you can contract the divine fire, just finding it is a big problem.

"Forty-nine? He cultivated the power of space and practiced ninety-nine and eighty-one spaces. He should be able to reach the realm of calamity. Alas, God is jealous of talents." It is said that Chuanxian was less than a thousand years old when he fell.

In this situation, one can definitely enter a catastrophic life before two thousand years old.

You know, even in the era of Chuanxian, when geniuses reigned supreme, Jiesheng was still an old monster of seven or eight thousand years old.

"Don't be jealous." Mu Xiqian said, "Let's think about how we can get to the next dimension first."

Originally, they had found the connection between the two spaces, but they didn't know what mechanism Chuanxian had set up here. As soon as they entered, the surroundings darkened. The stones under their feet lit up with blue light, but the surroundings were still dark.

They only dare to walk on stones.

The number of stones is also limited, and it will soon reach the end, and there is still no other light.

Ling Nianqing took out a stone from Sealing Heaven Realm and threw it next to the stone tentatively. As soon as he let go, the stone shattered into powder.

Several people broke out in a cold sweat. Such a powerful force was lurking around them, and they didn't even notice it?!

"Don't worry." Hua Chongjin said, "This can be regarded as the power of space. You can't find it because this space is made of this kind of power and can only accommodate living creatures. Anything separated from living creatures will be controlled by the rules of the space.

Clear."

In other words, if the owner of this space wants to kill them, they have no power to resist.

Because this space was created by Chuanxian, the rules within it were naturally determined by him. The stricter the rules, the higher the requirements for the creator's cultivation level, but obviously Chuanxian's cultivation level was more than enough to create this rule.

"You don't need to worry?" If there weren't stones under his feet, Jingyou would have circled Hua Chongjin twice, "We are just lambs to be slaughtered now!".

"Chuan Xian has been dead for 800 years. Why are you worried about this? Even if someone else comes in, they will only stare at you. Oh no, you will definitely win." I forgot about Ling Nianqing, a body refiner.

, the spiritual cultivator, in this situation, is a child with one finger.

Jingyou was enlightened, "Yes, so, this may be the safest place, but why will we win?"

Hua Chongjin gave him a meaningful look, "You will understand when there are enemies."

Although it is very difficult to refine the body, it is really strong when you get it, and the visual effects are overwhelming and brutal.

"Let's not talk about this first. The question now is how do we leave?"

They came in for no reason. Although it is safe now, they are looking for the divine fire and they definitely cannot stay here forever.

Everyone looked at Hua Chongjin.

The power of space here is too profound, and it cannot be cracked by force. You can only find someone who specializes in the art.

"We are indeed at a connection, but it is a connection between all spaces."

Ling Nianqing raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"This one called Chuanxian does have two brushes." Hua Chongjin praised, "It means that Chuanxian has put together the connections of all spaces into this space."
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