A string of thoughts emerged into Yang Chen's mind, making him feel bloated for a while.
Yang Chen sighed and lay motionless in the sand, quietly clearing his thoughts to avoid getting too confused.
His last memory is kept in...
Yang Chen smiled bitterly. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He didn't even know where he was now or whether he had arrived at Taiyuan Star.
Ten years ago, he left Tianyuan Star, took the Lingye Flying Boat, and along with Murong Qi, he followed the map and arrived at the Taiyuan Galaxy.
Tianyuan Star is still infinitely far away from the Taiyuan Galaxy. The distance is even farther than the Taicang Star Region is from Tianyuan Star.
Along the way, he followed the map and avoided many natural and earthly disasters, which was considered smooth sailing.
However, the starry sky is a place with infinite unknowns. Even on a map, it is difficult to completely summarize the disaster.
Like some flowing natural disasters, even maps cannot accurately predict them.
And when he, Yang Chen, was about to reach the Taiyuan Galaxy, he suddenly encountered a very rare black hole disaster.
The disaster of this black hole is called the desolate black hole. Even if a strong person from the Tianli Realm enters, it will be a near-death situation. The black hole covers a large area. When Yang Chen encountered this desolate black hole, he immediately planned to give up the Lingye Flying Boat.
, and took Murong Qi to escape using the will of time and space.
However, he was still swallowed up by this desolate black hole.
Once entering the desolate black hole, the entire rules inside have completely changed.
He only remembered that his time and space Dao, life and death Dao, and even the laws he understood had minimal effect in the black hole, and it was difficult to have any effect.
And every time he stayed in the desolate black hole, he would be swallowed by the black hole. If he had not possessed the strongest Taoist will and law to protect his body, he would have been swallowed by this desolate black hole.
He used all his strength, and when his life was about to be in danger, he finally found the weakest point in this desolate black hole. In addition, at the critical moment, he activated the Wanfa Dao Tire again, and used all his strength to escape from it.
In order not to be overtaken by this desolate black hole, Yang Chen stumbled, took the Lingye Flying Boat and Murong Qi, and headed towards an obvious galaxy in a panic.
But he had already been seriously injured and couldn't even control the Lingye Flying Boat. After that, he and Murong Qi both passed out. He didn't even know if he would be chased by this desolate black hole again.
Memory stops here.
And now look...
He is still alive and has passed through the deserted black hole.
But the Lingye Flying Boat is gone.
Yang Chen is motionless now. It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he can't move at all.
What made him dumbfounded was that his injuries were very serious, even to the point where his cultivation level had dropped.
There was nothing he could do about it. In order to escape from the desolate black hole, he used all means. Even the God-killing Spear was injured, and now he is completely missing. He was also overloaded in various ways, and it was normal for him to fall from the injured state.
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"Only the cultivation level of the demigod stage..." Yang Chen had a bitter smile on his face.
Although this cultivation level will recover after his injuries gradually recover. After all, the Taoist inscriptions and understanding of the laws cannot be changed. But now, his situation is really bad.
"With the cultivation level of a demigod, I don't know what I can do in this world. Moreover, the Spirit Leaf Flying Boat and the God-killing Spear are all missing. Now I only have the Demon God Tower, the Heavenly Punishment Guqin, and a few storage bags.
"Yang Chen whispered secretly, and after checking one side, his expression was very serious.
The worst luck was that the storage bag containing the elixirs and rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures was lost.
This made it extremely difficult for him to feed himself a pill now.
This journey to the stars is truly terrifying.
No wonder most of those king-level experts only dare to hide in their own world and dare not embark on an interstellar journey.
It's not that they can't do it, it's that they don't dare.
Once there is a natural disaster, it will be difficult to survive.
Yang Chen sighed slightly.
"I don't know how Murong Qi is doing now... but with my current situation, I don't seem to have time to take care of him." Yang Chen frowned and said.
He must find some way to regain his strength. If his strength is restored, it will be very difficult to find the God-killing Spear, his lost storage bag, and Murong Qi.
But the key now is how to regain strength.
Yang Chen was lying in the yellow sand, helpless.
Time passes day by day.
In the blink of an eye, ten days.
One month.
Three months!
Time flies and flies by. In this desolate desert where no one has come, it seems that no one will ever set foot here in his life. Yang Chen's injury failed to recover, and he could only fall to the ground quietly, unable to move at all.
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In this way, Yang Chen lay here for three months. Suddenly, his ears moved slightly and he heard some movement.
He used his remaining soul to explore and saw only a group of people passing by from above.
If he didn't take measures, this group of people might not notice him at all.
Yang Chen could only have an idea, lightly hook his fingers, and use his last strength to slightly connect to the Demon God Tower.
His current power is already at its limit in being able to communicate with the Demon God Tower, and he can only achieve simple communication, unable to summon the monsters inside.
Now, he communicated a little bit, and the spirit told the monster inside to make a few noises to attract the attention of the monks above.
Naturally, these monsters did not dare to disobey, and they all shouted loudly.
Along with the sounds of several monster beasts, the monks above obviously noticed the movement here.
"What's going on? There seems to be someone down there?" The monks in the team frowned and stopped.
The leader, an old man, led a team of monks and looked at the people below with his hands behind his back, his expression serious.
Next to the old man, stood a young girl who looked strange and charming. She had a pair of big eyes, blinking and blinking. She was very cute.
Except for him who showed no respect for the old man, the rest of the people were respectful and did not dare to disobey him.
"Captain, how can we meet a living person in this wilderness? Judging from his appearance, it seems that he was caught in a black and yellow storm and was buried here? What should we do? Do we want to rescue him?" Several people from the team said
People asked about the black-haired old man who was the leader.
The black-haired old man stood with his hands behind his hands, looking down with dry eyes, full of age and shrewdness.
"We are responsible for transporting the goods back to the clan, and the current situation in the clan is special, so it is better not to cause trouble. Seeing that it is half dead, it would be a waste of resources to save it, and we have no obligation to save it, so let's go." The black-haired old man shook his head gently.
