Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty One Don't hold the wall, just obey yourself.
"laugh!"
Like a wisp of black smoke, it shuttled silently but as fast as lightning through the dense tide of beasts. The distance of thousands of miles was only a matter of minutes for Yang An, who was completely unobstructed.
In the blink of an eye, Yang An arrived near Zhou Tianhao, Mei Shichun and others.
However, Yang An was hiding among the beasts, and his powerful perception spread, targeting more than forty masters who Yang An concluded were avatars of disciples in the underworld, as well as disciples from the Yanhuang and Yanhuang Laotie countries.
Everyone's aura is constantly refined and becomes clearer through Yang An's continuous subtle perception.
At this moment, Yang An was like a top-notch fluoroscopy scanner. He could see more than two thousand people clearly and thoroughly. With constant refinement, he could even clearly see the blood origin of each person.
The mysterious workings of...
This far exceeded Yang An's expectations!
After stepping into the second-level True Immortal and awakening multiple star souls, although he has not yet completed tempering, Yang An feels that his strength in all aspects is astonishing. This is the first time he has tried such subtle perception to detect the situation of other cultivators.
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I didn’t expect that I could see so clearly!
Especially seeing the way the origin of blood works, Yang An vaguely feels that he can pretend to be his direct blood relative in an instant?
It seems that the alliance’s research did not cover this aspect, right?
"It seems a bit awesome... It seems that the lifelike things I once boasted about may be true. What kind of experience is this? But why don't I wake up the memory of the past? I have no memory, wake up and be awesome.
Even if I have natural talents and magical powers, I have to explore everything by myself, which is enough..."
If anyone knew about Yang An's sarcastic remarks, they would be jealous and hate him to death.
"There is no abnormality in the physical body, especially among these forty people. Their blood origins are still different, and there is no abnormality in the attribute energy. It seems that the changes should be concentrated on the soul... The soul, I don't know.
Is it okay? If not, it will scare the enemy..."
Yang An thought to himself.
Once this idea appears, it is unstoppable.
Yang An already has a certain understanding of the abnormality of his own perception ability, so the idea of exploring the souls of these cultivators at this moment is not too unusual.
"No matter what, what about alerting the enemy? The worst he can do is slap him to death!"
Yang An was extremely domineering, but he just said that after withdrawing all his perceptions in an instant, his perceptions directly turned into a wisp, which continued to become subtle and spread quietly towards his classmate Mei Shichun.
Let’s experiment with Mei Shichun first.
If even Mei Shichun couldn't hide it and was discovered, it would be impossible for the clones of more than forty disciples from the underworld to quietly explore.
After all, Mei Shichun was one of the disciples with the lowest cultivation level present.
"Don't tell me, I have a really good face and figure, um, very tasty..."
When Yang An's ever-increasing sense of perception entered Mei Shichun's body, he couldn't help but secretly thought, the inspection just now made it very clear, the clothes and skin were all in vain, and the beauty of it could not escape Yang An's eyes.
.Of course, Yang An never meant to watch it.
The main reason is the taste.
Tasty?
Only then did Yang An realize that when did he develop such a bad taste?
Well, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief.
I once thought that he was Lin Qing's Taoist companion, and he might actually be Lin Qing's Taoist companion in the future. Perhaps it is for this reason that Yang An feels like he is stealing, or that he is giving Lin Qing a big green hat?
"I go, I can't think about it, but I reacted shamefully... No! How could I have such a thought with my current concentration? And at this critical time!"
Yang An was startled, suddenly alert, and hurriedly cut off the many thoughts that suddenly appeared for some reason, frowning, and the next moment: "Fuck, could it be that the underworld seeds have already been implanted? It should be... it is indeed evil enough.
, I only entered with a trace of perception, and it can actually affect my state of mind! It’s awesome! It’s interesting! This is the challenge! I want to see how strong this underworld species is!”
The rippling state of mind suddenly returned to tranquility as Yang An became alert.
"I should merge with Mei Shichun's soul, or pretend to be her and play with the underworld on her behalf! It shouldn't be difficult!"
Yang An happened to try out his previous discovery, and suddenly a wisp of essence and blood began to undergo strange changes under the aura of the dead. The origin of the essence and blood circulated in subtle ways, constantly adjusting, and soon it was really adjusted.
It's exactly the same as Mei Shichun.
"Very good! Breeding spiritual perception on this disguised essence and blood origin should be very consistent with Mei Shichun's spiritual origin, right? I am simply a genius! No, damn it, why does it feel so simple? Couldn't it be this?
They are all inherited talents and magical powers, but I have to encounter them myself before I can realize them, right? It’s so special..."
If Yang An doesn't support the wall, he will obey himself very much.
Well, there really is no one else.
He is not stupid. With such an awesome ability, even the supreme masters may not be able to do it. But Yang An can do it just by "thinking about it". It is as if these rules are always like this.
"Let's come together, otherwise they may be successfully implanted by the underworld, which would be terrible. It's just a matter of dividing more than two thousand thoughts, simple!"
Hee hee hee…
Strands of essence and blood origin were born during the reversal of Yang An's life and death. In an instant, there were more than two thousand strands of essence and blood origin. For this alone, if replaced by the Supreme, not to mention one, even ten could die. But
For Yang An, such consumption is nothing more than using more energy to replenish consumption.
At the same time, Yang An's subtle perception also divided into more than two thousand strands, sensing the blood origin of each cultivator and starting to simulate the operation simultaneously.
It was all completed quickly, and each wisp was quietly carried with a soul mark, which was born from the origin of essence and blood, and approached the corresponding cultivator.
Soon it successfully penetrated into every cultivator's body.
No matter whether it was the cultivators themselves or the underworld seeds that were quietly invading the origin of their souls, there was no reaction. It was obvious that Yang An had successfully sneaked in.
What Yang An didn't know was that, in fact, when he completed the blood origin simulation and used the blood origin to breed the soul origin mark, he blatantly penetrated directly into the soul of each cultivator. At most, they thought that they suddenly
The "small universe" exploded, and the soul received a real enhancement.
But at this moment, Yang An felt completely different.
In an instant, more than two thousand roars seemed to appear in his mind at the same time, and wisps of the soul's origin seemed to have entered a new world.