Han Xiangzi was a little uneasy, not because of fear. Because he had long lost the consciousness of fear.
He kept looking at the blazing sun hanging high in the sky with his consciousness.
That round of blazing sun is fiery red. Its surface is burning fiercely, spitting out terrifying flames in all directions. It seems to be able to burn everything.
This burning flame continued to spit out infinite energy in all directions. This energy, in this second difficulty, put pressure on Han Xiangzi for the first time.
Are these fireworks really red? As the consciousness continues to stretch towards the blazing sun, what we see is no longer a fiery red, but a deep blue.
This blue color is dazzling and dazzling. Even with my spiritual consciousness, it stings my eyeballs and makes me feel a dull pain.
This dazzling blue is the source of dispelling this darkness.
When a practitioner's spiritual consciousness leaves the body, the distance is naturally limited. If you want to break through this limitation, you can only continuously increase your own cultivation and strength.
As the realm of cultivation increases, the area covered by spiritual consciousness can grow, and the so-called limitations can be broken.
Just like Han Xiangzi, a great master in the late stage of destruction.
With a single thought, his spiritual consciousness can instantly cover not just a city, but a country, a continent, a star, a galaxy, or even thousands of cosmic universes.
However, here, we encountered a limit.
To be precise, he was devoured by something. Therefore, no matter how much his spiritual consciousness probed, he could not transcend the blazing sun.
The source of the devouring was the blazing sun. As soon as Han Xiangzi's consciousness broke through the blazing red fireworks and approached the dark blue surface, he was immediately devoured.
This red is the surface. So this blue is really the depth?
What is the true face of Mount Lu?
This is definitely not an ordinary blazing sun. The galaxy is so big that countless stars have been brewed and born, and there are countless stars. But which one can dispel the darkness in this old capital and collapse the darkness in this depth?
All the monsters and monsters even made Han Xiangzi feel suffocated?
Around Han Xiangzi, there were heavy breathing sounds. This was a suppressed and difficult breathing sound.
What kind of power is this? The four great powers of destruction that can be suppressed can hardly breathe. Even their bones are rattling.
His consciousness was swallowed up. Just approaching the dark blue surface was directly swallowed up.
It fell into the sea, and more than that. After the blazing sun swallowed up the spiritual consciousness that Han Xiangzi had explored, it surged violently and turned into majestic energy.
This energy caused the world to continuously spit out endless energy, causing the people present to hear four surging explosions.
The sound was like thunder, and it also exploded like Spring Festival firecrackers. It was full of destructive power, but also seemed to be full of joy.
This destructive force is the force of light falling from the sky like a broken bamboo, breaking through the world and sweeping away the haze that filled the world.
Amidst the explosions, Han Xiangzi still did not stop the stretching of his consciousness. Instead, he continued to float to higher places, even the deep blue place, constantly swallowing it.
In Han Xiangzi's heart, a violent intention arose. No matter what, he must find out what the blazing sun is.
To be precise, it comes from the unwillingness of a very resentful heart.
It exists, and I don’t know when it was born. I only know that it is the collection of all the resentments in the world.
It is an invisible thing, born from the invisible. But it is stronger than most tangible things in this world.
This vast majority is almost all. More than almost all.
However, even though it is almost all, it occupies almost these two words, so after all, it will not surpass all tangible things.
In this world, there will always be some transcendent existences.
Stronger than some supreme immortal kings, thirty-six taboos.
These strong men are springing up like bamboo shoots, one after another, appearing out of nowhere. It is destined that they will not be able to make big waves in the vastness.
Once upon a time, there was that line of supremely powerful people. As the worst of the Four Evils, they could only hide in hiding. They were afraid of being noticed by Taboo and taking action to suppress them.
However, no matter how they hid, they were discovered in the end and could not avoid being sealed.
This is so frustrating for the Four Evils.
In this world, all taboos have fallen. In this world, there is no supreme and transcendent immortal king. In this unfinished world, Ji Yu is like leaping from the vast ocean into the mountains and small lakes, and has been king and hegemony ever since.
, no one in this world can be his enemy.
However, it appeared here, making it feel instinctive fear.
Despite the fear, the extremely resentful figure deep in Han Xiangzi's body was still unwilling and angry, and he used his spiritual consciousness to explore upwards.
At a time when there are no more taboos, when those supreme immortal kings have fallen, and they are still withering in the vastness, why is there anything to fear?
It is clearly one of the four most dangerous creatures, so why do existences that surpass it appear so often in this world and try to overwhelm it?
The four evils are the ultimate in the world. It is the ultimate, the pinnacle of the world. Why can't it become invincible? Why can't everyone and everything in the world be swallowed up by its pleasure?
Han Xiangzi's spiritual consciousness has been being devoured. But once the spiritual consciousness is too majestic, wisps after wisps will eventually pass through the deep blue and reach deeper.
It's just that this spiritual consciousness is too little, and what I see is vague.
After the dark blue, there are fragments of stardust. Faintly, what comes into view is a blue crystal.
The spar looked particularly cold and arrogant, and its surface seemed to be covered with light frost. The stars blooming in the frost gave people a strong visual impact.
All the lights in this world seem so insignificant in front of this light.
It refused to allow anything to approach, and after his consciousness floated there for a moment, it immediately collapsed.
Suddenly, Han Xiangzi's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
His divine sea was collapsing. A divine power surged through it, raising countless stars.
This star is a force of oppression. It is ruthlessly destroying.
"What exactly is this sacred power? Why is it like this..."
Han Xiangzi's face instantly turned pale, as if he had been struck by thunder.
At the same moment, in a courtyard, someone walked out of a room, looking up at the sky with a hint of sadness.
He raised his head and saw a pool of water in a place where there was heavy rain, holding an ice stone.
This ice stone is human-shaped.
"That's me... But why am I here now? Why... I feel that when I stand here, this world is me. I am this world?"
The white-haired man stood in the courtyard, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the clouds moved and the blazing sun slowly set.
This blazing sun is falling. The direction it falls is the direction he is in.