The mother river runs through countless time and space and is boundless. No one knows where its source is, and no one can see where its end point is. Any practitioner of secret martial arts can only see its violent and powerful divergence.
As soon as Garen entered the mother river and looked out from the river, he could no longer see the starry sky. Instead, he could see patches of barrier space with colorful halos.
"Is this what the mother river looks like?"
This was the first time he saw himself floating in the mother river so clearly.
His accumulation last time was far less powerful and profound than this time, and the world this time was in a more high-energy time and space, so the accumulated physical energy was consumed much slower than the previous time.
Garen could feel that the nine-headed black dragon that his spirit had transformed into was being eroded by the river water. It was like extremely strong acid and alkali liquid, which violently corroded the black dragon's surface, causing the surface of the black dragon to continuously tumble, and little bits of fine black fragments and powder fell off.
"I don't know what world I will enter this time..." Garen saw in the depths of his soul, two slightly transparent soul seeds suspended side by side, one showing cold blue, and the other
The pale golden color of the Holy Phoenix Scripture. The two seeds are blooming like flowers.
Buzz.....
Suddenly, a huge pressure as majestic as the sea swept across the surface of the river. There were faint waves of dense roars and roars in the pressure.
"I smell... Void Stalker... Warlock Descendant..."
"Where...where...!"
The huge and terrifying pressure caused the water of the mother river to roll continuously, stirring up huge waves, like a storm and tornado.
Those bursts of pure mental fluctuations clearly spread the will of the oppressive owner.
Garen's soul looked up and saw the colorful barrier outside the river constantly twisting, making crackling sounds and cracks.
"What is that...?" The other party has not yet come close. Outside the barrier, he is given an extreme threat of impending disaster. Just the fluctuation of his will makes the river violently roll up and create huge waves.
Garen was horrified, knowing that he had encountered a super creature among void creatures. He had no choice but to gather his energy and reduce the area of his contact with the river water.
He faintly sensed multiple tyrannical powers with different temperaments from the other party's will. That power had the same origin as his, and was also the power of soul seeds. However, the other party had at least ten times more soul seeds than he did.
He cannot contend with such an existence!
"Creatures of the void... No wonder Nadia reminded me not to enter the void without permission..." Garen calmed down, without any fear in his heart. He just continued to flow forward aimlessly along the mother river.
I don’t know how long ago, but several powerful void creatures appeared outside the river again. The soul seeds all reached at least dozens of levels, and the colors were at least colorless. This caused the water of the mother river to continuously roll and oscillate.
It also made Garen completely forget how dangerous the void outside the mother river was. The only thing he could do was to shrink his size and extend the drifting time.
Every time he enters the mother river, it is a journey of unknown life and death. Once his spirit is completely corroded and his soul is severely damaged, what awaits him is to completely disappear into the mother river and become a pure imprint in it.
As tyrannical void creatures appear more and more often.
Garen was also gradually able to distinguish their power levels from their aura of will.
Only creatures at the level of soul species are qualified to detect the movement in the nearby mother river. Soul species are divided into colorless basic stages, followed by seven-color stages, and each level will lead to a qualitative change.
These creatures who discovered Gallon should be at least in the colorless stage, and have accumulated dozens of soul seeds at this stage. Perhaps their practice methods are slightly different from humans. Gallon, as a human, only has two soul seeds now.
Even the color of the soul seed itself has not been eliminated. In other words, it has not entered the colorless stage, and it has not even entered the foundation of the soul seed stage.
But what's better for him is that in the colorless stage, you only need to accumulate five soul seeds. After all of them are purified and colorless, you can enter the next stage.
I don't know how long I drifted along the way. Gradually, Galen felt that the flow of the river seemed to have slowed down and was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning.
Almost half of his spirit was corroded, with one-fifth of it still remaining. He felt as if he was drifting into a branch road with many branches. With a shock, he seemed to hit a barrier and flowed directly into
A very narrow forked tributary.
As the flow of the tributaries slowed down, he could sense through the soul seeds that the surrounding colorful barriers seemed to be weaker and thinner.
I don't know how long it has passed, but Garen's spirit has been completely exhausted, and now he is using his own body soul to radiate soul and spiritual power to resist corrosion.
Fortunately, two soul seeds are much more powerful than one, and the corrosion rate has become much slower.
He floated forward quickly along the river, his vigor disappeared, and he began to feel anxious. After all, the power of the soul was the wealth he had accumulated after hard work in two worlds. If it is corroded now, it will be lost. If it takes longer,
Once one of the soul seeds is broken, it means that all his hard work in the world has been completely wasted!
The flow speed of the tributary of the mother river is getting slower and slower, as if something is blocking it in front.
Garen drifted slowly along the pale yellow river water and advanced slowly. Gradually, he discovered that the surrounding river water began to change color again, turning into the light green color it was when he first saw the mother river.
From light yellow to yellow-green, then to light green.
In the middle of the river, he shrank into something like a black ball, floating along the river like other floating debris, being constantly washed away.
Gallon looked around and saw that the width of the tributary had gone from being invisible at the beginning to only a few meters apart now.
"These days, the tyrannical void creatures have almost disappeared."
Garen was unable to judge the day and could only estimate based on his own rough idea of time. The tyrannical void creatures that had often appeared since the beginning no longer appeared at this time. Apparently the mother river had entered a relatively hidden direction.
He looked around and saw the same debris as him floating in the river up and down from time to time. Some were white bone fragments, some were some kind of weird metal, and half-rotted feathers. He even saw something in the river.
Plant leaves.
But there is no soul material floating around like him.
Not only around here, but after drifting for so long, he has never seen anything similar to himself. The entire mother river seemed to be lifeless.
Time passes little by little...
Soon, some cracks finally appeared in the colorful arch-shaped barrier above the mother river.
After a while, these cracks gradually evolved into holes of different sizes, some were only the size of ants, and some were the size of fists.
Garen looked out along the entrances of these caves and could only see swirling masses of black air, as deep as whirlpools. He had no idea where the outside was leading.
But his situation no longer allowed him to delay. One of the two soul seeds was already showing signs of slowly melting. If he didn't find a way to leave the river, I'm afraid one of his soul seeds would be corroded in a few days!
"We can't do this! We must find a hole to leave here!" Garen made a decision in his mind. His senses began to check along the colored barriers above the mother river bit by bit. Those holes were too small and could not accommodate his body.
Only a hole the size of a washbasin could allow him to pass through successfully.
He could sense from the black air coming from these cave entrances that they should all lead to unknown cosmic worlds. No one could tell what dangers there were in these cosmic worlds, but he had no choice now.
Finally, he suddenly saw a hole the size of a washbasin.
Just as he was about to drift along the river, Garen suddenly exploded a stream of mental power from below. The mental power combined with the majestic water of the mother river turned into a powerful physical impact, and he rushed out of the river with a bang.
With a crash, Garen suddenly broke through the river and flew towards the cave entrance.
boom!!
At this moment, a large wave of water rose up, violently wrapping him up and pulling him back again.
With a pop, Garen was pulled back by the water of the mother river again.
He was shocked, and tried to break free again, but by the time he broke free from the package, the hole had completely moved away from its original position.
"Damn it!" Garen was wrapped back to the mother river again. He felt that his soul had melted slightly again, and his heart ached. This was the essence of his understanding that had taken him two lives to truly condense, and it was about to melt at any time now.
the point.
He has already felt that the mother river itself seems to have an inexplicable instinct. For his life that has been floating in the river for so long, it has been regarded as a part of the mother river and will not let him escape easily.
The hole had been completely missed, and although the river was slow, it was carrying him far away with unusual firmness.
"No wonder there are so many cavities, and the water from the mother river doesn't even flow along and leaks out."
Garen understood.
"I can only wait for the next opportunity..."
He waited quietly. Fortunately, the tributary of the mother river seemed to be getting narrower. More and more holes of different sizes appeared in the surrounding colorful barriers. Without exception, these holes were swirling vortices of black air. Some had holes.
They are about the size of a fingernail, and some are as big as a human head, but it is still rare to see one the size of a washbasin.
Garen waited silently, and not long after, another large hole the size of a bathtub appeared within his field of vision.
"This is it!" He let go of his senses, determined the precise location of the hole, and then began to accumulate all his strength. He knew that once he exerted his strength, he had to wait for the mother river to react and rush out, otherwise he might be trapped like last time.
Pull it back again.
The black hole is getting closer... getting closer.... (To be continued...)