Feng Wu understood it now and said in shock: "Boss Qinglong, do you mean that Mr. Chen Yang and the demon behind the scenes communicated spiritually and consciously across the air through the power that infected the general king?"
"How can this be?"
Feng Wu was so shocked that her eyes widened.
Qinglong shook his head and said: "Don't the Chinese people more than a hundred years ago find it incredible that two people can talk to each other thousands of miles away through a coil of copper wire?"
"Aren't the old people who are still alive today who were born before the founding of the People's Republic of China shocked by the fact that a phone can be carried with them and they don't need to communicate over the air?"
"You can't imagine Chen Xiaoyou's fate in Feng Wu, so you might as well take a high look, and take a high look."
Qinglong was finally nervous and obviously talked a lot more than usual.
Feng Wu, who was still in shock, did not notice this. She just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and immediately focused her attention on Chen Yang and General Wang again.
In a place where the two of them couldn't see, Chen Yang's consciousness kept rising.
In a daze, Chen Yang saw a thick layer of sky-blue ice under his feet. Below the ice layer, there was frozen soil that had not melted for thousands of years. The corpses of countless prehistoric creatures were sealed in it, just like a natural frozen soil.
The meat can be defrosted and cooked at any time.
The sky is clear and thin, with lights of various colors flowing, as if a big hole might be opened at any time, revealing the true appearance of the universe and starry sky.
Chen Yang's consciousness was in such a world, rising higher and higher until he saw a place where gray gas was boiling and raging like anger, as if endless despair, resentment, and fury were being vented wantonly.
"Got you."
Chen Yang's consciousness suddenly became clear, and he instantly visualized Yuanshi Tianzun deep in his mind.
The artistic conception that Yuanshi Tianzun sits at the source and point of all things, eternal and indestructible, is the beginning and end of everything, emerged silently.
Behind His head, the original wheel formed by the golden light of merit was replaced by the wheel of reincarnation in the heavens, rising and falling in the clouds of joy.
Chen Yang felt at peace in his heart.
He just paused for a moment and made some preparations. The gray air in front of him began to boil more and more, like several people jumping into a cauldron of boiling oil.
"No hurries."
Chen Yang smiled and said: "You are here, of course I will go in and visit."
The fluctuation of consciousness had just passed, and the subject behind the gray air didn't even have time to get angry. Chen Yang's consciousness pounced and crashed into the gray air.
In an instant, earth-shaking changes occurred, and the gray air suddenly collapsed, condensed, and gathered into a tiny dot as tiny as a grain of rice.
Countless miniature sculptures are forming on this small dot of rice grains. It is the county town with all the internal organs, and it is the mortals who are struggling to survive...
In Chen Yang's eyes, the world seemed to have changed.
He fell from the nine heavens, smashing through thick clouds, and suddenly descended from a height of ten thousand feet. A small piece of broken tile roof mixed with yellow soil quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and finally occupied the entire field of vision.
Chen Yang did not smash through the roof, but penetrated through it like wisps of breeze.
Under the roof is a broken bed with stones as the base.
There was a woman in her twenties on the bed, rocking her infant child in her arms, humming something in her mouth, and her face was filled with the glory of motherhood.
Next to the woman, an imposing man with long arms and legs was snoring and sleeping with his chest open.
"Xu Qian!"
In the flash of lightning, Chen Yang understood what he saw?
That was the Xu Qian's family who was still alive despite all the hardships before all the tragedies happened.
In the next room, a girl's crisp voice could be faintly heard, but Chen Yang had heard this voice before. She was Xu Qian's sister.
He only had time to turn around such a thought, and he didn't even have time to recall the name of Xu Qian's sister. There was Ichika in front of him, and his whole body crashed into Xu Qian's body.