The strong man shrouded in blue light looked at those illusory shadows, seemingly lost in thought.
He looked up at the huge sphere and the four skeletons in the sphere.
Countless whirlpools sucked those illusory figures into them one by one.
These phantoms disappeared completely without any resistance. On the contrary, they seemed to plunge into it willingly.
Everyone looked at this strange scene and didn't know what happened.
And along with it appeared a sphere full of whirlpools.
The high platform in the hall began to tremble slowly.
A deep darkness was rising slowly from under the tower.
If you look carefully you will find it.
With the appearance of the sphere, the traces of truth that pervaded the entire hall are being extracted.
As these traces of truth were extracted, the darkness under the high platform became more and more restless.
As if sensing the restlessness of darkness, the Assimilation Lord in the Sword of Calamity began to struggle violently.
A thick gray mist was released all over the body, frantically attacking the blockade of the Sword of Calamity.
The black spherical vortex in the outside world also becomes deeper and deeper as traces of truth flow in.
The four skeletons inside the sphere are back to back, and their arms, feet, and heads form a strange shape.
Their principles spread out from the bones and continued to merge into the dark sphere.
The Lord of Bai Ling seemed to see something, and his beautiful face showed a look of shock.
"No, there is definitely something terrifying sealed under this high platform."
"You see, the light of truth on the high platform is being extracted by the black ball."
Everyone followed the gaze of the Lord of White Spirits and looked towards the high platform.
They noticed a trace of inexplicable energy on the high platform and were sucked into the black ball vortex.
No one noticed the mysterious strong man in the north passage, whose body was filled with blue light.
His eyes were fixed on the dark sphere on the high platform, and his face hidden in the light showed a hint of excitement.
"Finally I've been waiting for it, reincarnation for eternity."
"The ultimate treasure of the Four Paths."
His eyes watched as illusory figures of various colors were sucked into the reincarnation of the world.
"It doesn't matter if you are a lingering soul that cannot escape, let me let you go and be reborn."
"Eventually you will return to me and restore the glory of the Four Lands."
Under the blue light, this mysterious man's gray aura is slowly rising.
This breath created a weak resonance with the dark vortex ball on the high platform that has been reincarnated for countless generations.
Zhuang Wuming, who was hiding among the bones, encountered something strange at this time.
The material he turned into bones naturally possesses some of the principles of the golden skull.
After his power appeared in this endless cycle of reincarnations, it was also integrated into it along with the principles.
He found that he was gradually becoming one with the sphere of reincarnation.
He was shocked to find that as his power merged, he seemed to see countless worlds in the haze.
The illusory figures in the outside world are sucked into the reincarnation of eternal life.
Under the baptism of the mysterious power in this sphere, these illusory figures turned into a piece of pure light, falling towards those worlds through whirlpools.
Zhuang Wuming was in disbelief at first, and then he suddenly realized.
"This thing is the power of reincarnation, and these illusory figures are souls."
At the same time, his soul is rapidly absorbing the rational structure of the dark sphere.
It washed away like a tide, pouring crazily into his soul.
This countless information gave his soul a huge impact.
Among the countless pieces of information, he couldn't even understand much of it, and could only force it to be remembered in his soul.
At this time, another change occurred.
His power flowed with the principle of the huge black sphere, and he touched a mysterious thing.
It is something that exists in an inexplicable place, but it also exists within this dark sphere.
A breath of purity, tranquility, and death.
Under the touch of truth, Zhuang Wuming quickly grasped what it was.
It is a brick-like substance.
It exists in the center of this pitch-black sphere, in an unknown space-time latitude, or dimension.
Obviously, this mysterious thing will only slowly emerge after all the skeletons are gathered together and the principle of the dark sphere is completed.
Zhuang Wuming's consciousness followed the flow of truth, enduring the tearing pain of his soul, and slowly approached this mysterious brick-shaped object.
With the contact of consciousness, a huge pressure rushed towards Zhuang Wuming's soul.
This is pressure that contains a mysterious truth.
Zhuang Wuming felt tremendous pressure just by contacting his consciousness.
The majestic and terrifying pressure rushed towards him wave after wave.
His soul seemed to be shaken by this pressure in an instant.
A feeling that one's own soul will die at any time spreads out.
At this moment, his talent card flashed slightly.
A piece of information appeared in his mind.
Item: Foundation of Hades
Level: Unknown
Function: Build the foundation of Hades. (Whether it is refining or not consumes 100,000 extra-dimensional energy)
"Netherworld?"
"Is this the power of the underworld as the super-dimensional system calls it?"
There was disbelief in his heart, and the heart in his soul beat fiercely.
His eyes fell on the foundation of the underworld.
"One hundred thousand extra-dimensional energy, return to before liberation overnight."
"There is no need to choose and refine at all."
His attribute board only has over 103,000 extra-dimensional energy.
After consumption, he only had a little over 3,000 units of extra-dimensional ability left.
But compared to the items he was about to get, he didn't care about these costs at all.
Along with his choice, the power of radiation slowly flowed from his body into the foundation of Hades.
At this time, the foundation of the underworld, accompanied by the power from the talent card, suddenly trembled violently.
The Foundation of the Underworld is rejecting the refining of talent cards.
This is the first time that something refuses to refine my talent card.
Zhuang Wuming was shocked.
Obviously this thing is not simple.
"As expected of something related to Hades."
"You can even reject the power of my talent card."
However, although the machine of the underworld has been beating, it refuses the intrusion of the power of the talent card.
But Zhuang Wuming's talent card seems to have an inexplicable reason.
With the influx of extra-dimensional energy, a mysterious energy enveloped the foundation of Hades.
Then the majestic talent card power was injected, and the foundation of the underworld was finally suppressed.
But its vibration caught one person's attention.
The strong man outside, shrouded in blue light, had solemn eyes.
"What's going on? Why is that thing moving?"
"It is the foundation of eternal reincarnation."
"Did something happen?"
The figure shrouded in blue light showed a hint of shock in his heart.