Outside the martial arts stage, more than a thousand eyes were focused on the round magical seed.
Immediately, everyone's faces showed a look of shock.
They saw that in addition to the magical seeds, the overwhelming figure outlined with spiritual power was constantly twisting and fading, like a well-burned oil lamp that was suddenly carried into a typhoon.
It goes out in an instant.
"What happened?
A question emerged in everyone's mind almost at the same time.
"How can it be?"
"Gai Fantian is losing control of the magical seeds!"
"how did you do that?"
But only Chen Yang and Gai Fantian know the answer.
At the same time, Chen Yang maintained his cross-sitting posture, his mind already following the passage constructed by the Tongyou Jue, relying on the seeds of the Golden Body Jue, and entering the inside of the magical power seeds.
It's like following the umbilical cord, entering the mother's body, and coming face to face with the baby.
Gai Fantian is the baby who has no power to resist.
Chen Yang's consciousness was sneaking into the golden body art seeds, and then following the passage into the magical power seeds, his eyes suddenly turned dark.
It was as if, from midday, I had stepped into a deep and dark basement.
Chen Yang immediately discovered that he was actually in a basement-like environment.
"This is where?"
Chen Yang's inner voice blurted out uncontrollably.
"Um?"
What's even weirder is that his voice actually has a reverberating and suppressed sound.
It was weird, and it also gave off a childish flavor, like a very small child timidly raising his hand to ask a question.
"This is not my voice!"
"who?"
"It's overwhelming?"
Questions just popped up in Chen Yang's mind, and he instinctively stretched out his hands to explore the surrounding situation.
The next second, he felt bad all over.
He is in a vat.
The tank was not big, just big enough for his body to curl up half-curly in it. It was covered with a thick board and someone didn't know what was pressing on it, but Chen Yang couldn't push it.
This semi-curled position is even more uncomfortable than actually curling up.
Standing is not standing, lying is not lying down.
After just holding on for a while, Chen Yang felt sore all over.
What's even more frightening is the feeling of claustrophobia and stuffiness.
Chen Yang felt like he couldn't breathe all the time. There seemed to be some evil intentions in the darkness around him, and he wanted to rush out.
There may be itching or stinging all over the body, as if there are snakes, insects, rats and ants that are constantly climbing and biting at will.
In the whole world, there is only the sound of my own heartbeat and the sound of my blood flow.
Such weak movements are usually ignored.
But at this moment, it is so obvious that it has become the only evidence in the world that proves that he is still alive.
Chen Yang tried his magic and summoned the demon servant, but there was no movement.
He did not panic and instead visualized Yuanshi Tianzun in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
In a different world, Chen Yang has never thought about taking the Yin Shen magic route in the Longmen world again.
He visualized the Yuanshi Tianzun, just to capture the eternal and immortal charm, living in the universe, no matter how long it is to be born and destroyed, but I am still immovable.
The originally small space, as the visualization deepened, seemed to have transformed into that boundless sea of stars. Chen Yang was wandering in it, as if it was changing and changing all the time, and it seemed to be eternal and unchanging.