After collecting the three-color spiritual liquid, Shu Han's clone left the Babel Tower.
Ten days later, Shu Han's main body replaced his clone, transformed into Wang Shulan, and once again mixed into the three-color spiritual liquid pool of Babel Tower.
These days, Shu Han took the time to refine some elixirs in preparation for the unexpected need to sneak into the pipeline.
The situation inside the pipe was unclear. Shu Han asked Wang Shulan carefully, but she didn't know anything about the situation inside the pipe. Shu Han thought about it and realized that she wasn't lying. No one could enter the spiritual fluid pipe, so it was natural that Wang Shulan didn't know the situation.
At this moment, Shu Han's main body was standing on the edge of the spiritual liquid pool, and two clones were separated to stay at Luo Junli's house to suppress Wang Shulan.
Shu Han had already thought of the plan. If he could really sneak into the five-color spiritual liquid pool from inside the pipe, he would have his clone follow Gong Xiangming and break into the city lord's palace head-on, while the main body would wait for an opportunity in the spiritual liquid pipe.
One light and one dark, seize the sacred weapon of Yingtian.
Seizing the Yingtian Sacred Artifact only passed the first level, and it is not finished after that.
Shu Han's plan was to activate the Great Transfer Talisman once he snatched the Yingtian Sacred Artifact.
In case the great transfer talisman works, it would not be too profitable to leave Yingtian Realm with the legendary Yingtian Holy Artifact and numerous three-color and five-color spiritual liquids, and return to Dayun Qianxiu!
If the Great Transfer Talisman doesn't work, Shu Han has to really consider going to the Renaissance Army with Feng Zelu. He absolutely can't stay in Yingtian Realm forever. In this Yingtian Realm, no matter how high his cultivation level is or how powerful his magic weapon is,
What’s the point of returning to the familiar big cloud?
Qingling Mingming locked his eyes on the cave entrance below, Shu Han let out a long sigh, adjusted his mentality, and jumped into the spiritual liquid pool.
Swimming in the thick spiritual liquid, Shu Han felt an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.
Monks are naturally close to spiritual energy. The more abundant spiritual energy they have, the more ethereal they will feel.
Being able to bathe in such a pool of spiritual liquid makes even a rich man like Shu Han, who is used to a vast amount of natural materials and earthly treasures, feel very proud.
The body of heavenly fire was at ease in the pool of spiritual liquid, and arrived at the dark cave entrance in an instant.
In order to prevent the inability to use Qingling Mingmu because of the inability to use spells in the pipeline, Shu Han took out a few shining high-grade spiritual stones in advance to illuminate himself.
Then he plunged into the dark pipe.
The pipeline for transporting the three-color spiritual fluid is not too narrow, and Shu Han can jump up and down in it.
The shining light of the spirit stone illuminated an area of about a hundred feet in front and behind, but even with the light of the spirit stone, Shu Han still felt that the darkness on both sides of the pipe was silently pressing on him. Being squeezed in such a pipe was really frustrating to Shu Han.
Han feels uncomfortable.
Shu Han held the spirit stone and studied the pipe wall carefully. He found that the material of the pipe wall was very special and its strength was far beyond Shu Han's imagination. Shu Han tried to punch it, not to mention damage, not even a single vibration occurred.
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This material is very similar to the bedrock deep underground in Xiacheng District, and is equally indestructible.
Shu Han thought to himself that if something happened, it would be impossible for him to break through the pipe wall and escape.
You must be cautious in your subsequent actions!
Ever since, Shu Han continued to swim forward.
The Tower of Babel is about fifty miles away from the City Lord's Mansion, which is relatively close among the eighteen Towers of Babel.
The distance of fifty miles, with Shu Han's current cultivation level, was basically just ten breaths away. However, it was different in the pipeline. Shu Han traveled for a long time before he swam halfway.
Approaching the city lord's palace, Shu Han felt more and more that the three-color spiritual liquid around him became thicker, and the pressure also surged. It was like being held in the palm of a giant's hand and squeezed into a ball.
However, this pressure was far from the limit for Shu Han.
Shu Han thought to himself, what Wang Shulan said was amazing. We were already halfway through the journey and the pressure wasn't that great.
He speculated in his heart that even if the pressure increased twenty times, he could still easily get through it.
However, Shu Han did not dare to take it lightly and continued to swim forward despite the heavy pressure from around him.
As expected, it was only after Shu Han swam halfway that he felt the real pressure of the spiritual liquid.
After half the journey, every time Shu Han swam a mile, the pressure of the spiritual liquid increased exponentially. Under the extreme pressure, Shu Han followed the light of the spiritual stone and saw the three colors of the spiritual liquid constantly blending.
More brilliant colors are born little by little.
Not only that, Shu Han also found that his mana also transformed under the heavy pressure following the three-color spiritual liquid.
This made him overjoyed. Spiritual power and magic power came from the same source. They were baptized by the formation in the pipeline and became more solid.
Because Shu Han practiced the Golden Page Technique, his magic power was already three times more concentrated than that of ordinary monks, but now, under the pressure of the pipeline formation, his magic power has further transformed.
You've come to the right place!
Shu Han was pleasantly surprised, but beyond the surprise, he looked forward and suddenly felt something strange.
The light of a high-grade spiritual stone can shoot out a hundred feet away, but now he felt that the light emitted by the spiritual stone forward was several feet shorter than the light behind it.
Shu Han couldn't help but rub his eyes.
Could it be that there was something wrong with his body due to the heavy pressure?
No, this pressure is not to the point where the Skyfire body cannot bear it.
Just when Shu Han was confused, he suddenly saw the light emitted by the spirit stone disappearing one foot after another in front of him.
The darkness in the distance quickly swallowed up the light of the spirit stone, pressing closer to him like a suffocating force.
this!
Shu Han's hair stood on end as he pushed his legs against the wall of the tube and backed away violently.
As Shu Han moved away, the light from the spiritual stone in front spread out again.
Shu Han can use his legs to leap five hundred feet into the air. In the pipe with rich spiritual liquid, the impact force is greatly reduced.
Without moving back much, the light from the spiritual stone in front was quickly swallowed up again, just like a row of lanterns stretching into the distance gradually extinguished.
Something is coming!
Although Shu Han couldn't detect it with his spiritual sense, his spiritual sense felt an extremely dangerous aura approaching quickly.
The darkness quickly pressed over, and when Shu Han saw that he could not escape, he immediately pulled out the Chaos Sword.
The body of heavenly fire burns blazingly, spreading out like the white light of dawn.
However, the surging white light was still swallowed up by the darkness in front of him.
Day is extinguished!
Shu Han shouted loudly and punched out the day destroyer.
He punched out with a devastating punch, and a huge hole was instantly punched out of the surrounding viscous spiritual liquid.
Zu Mie submerged into the darkness and was still swallowed by the darkness, but because of Zu Mie, the darkness stayed in place.
Immediately afterwards, Shu Han saw evil-looking claws sticking out from the dense darkness.
The black claws were spread out like a peacock's tail, supporting the surroundings of the pipe. Soon, the scary long black hair floated in the spiritual liquid, spreading faintly towards Shu Han.