Chapter 903 Calling, Huang Quan
It seems that just because he wants to walk on the ground, his feet stick to the ground.
With a thought in his heart, his body slowly floated upward.
I suddenly realized, "It turns out there is no gravity in this underworld."
"Everything changes because of my will."
Zhuang Wuming discovered that his will was affected by his body.
He instinctively thinks that he should walk on the ground, so he walks on the ground.
But while walking just now, he suddenly discovered that there is no gravity in this world.
That's why he realized the problem.
At this time, as he realized this problem, he immediately cleared away the remnants of physical instinct in his soul.
As his instincts were swept away, he immediately felt the effect of his will.
Thoughts arose in his mind, and his body quickly floated.
An inexplicable power in the soul is being consumed.
Feeling what was being consumed in his soul, he looked at his own soul.
Name: Zhuang Wuming
Level: Real Level 1
Attribute: Soul 104.9999 (105)
Seeing this data, he immediately knew what he was consuming.
He is consuming the power of his soul and letting himself float in the sky.
"That is to say, in this underworld, the soul can be consumed as power."
The underworld is a completely unknown place, and Zhuang Wuming must be very careful and meticulous about every detail.
Once something goes wrong, death may be waiting for him.
"Soul consumption? What about replenishment?"
With doubts in his heart, Zhuang Wuming slowly landed on the ground.
He didn't do anything, just thought quietly and stood there quietly.
Every 5 minutes he will take a look at his attributes.
About 10 minutes later, his eyes narrowed slightly.
His soul has been restored to 105 points.
0.0001 soul points will be restored in 10 minutes.
This recovery speed is very slow.
His eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that you can't fly freely here."
The recovery of his soul was too slow, and he quickly learned that he had to be very careful in this underworld.
One bad step may cause huge hidden dangers.
No longer choose to fly, but stand and walk on the ground.
Zhuang Wuming was very fast.
Although there is only a soul now, his soul is constructed based on the physical body.
He unconsciously used martial arts skills.
The feet seemed to shrink to an inch, flickering on the earth.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was an hour later.
Zhuang Wuming looked at his soul and saw that there was almost no consumption.
"In other words, this is the underworld, and there is no gravity."
"But as long as the soul is not allowed to violate the most basic laws of physics, won't it cause consumption?"
"This is a strange phenomenon."
Thinking that I was just floating for a little while, my soul was consumed.
But after walking for such a long time, my soul has not been lost at all.
There is obviously a certain pattern here.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming had advanced at least a thousand kilometers.
But there is a dead land along the way, and there are no creatures from the underworld at all.
It was as if this world of the dead was truly silent.
Suddenly there was a calling voice from all around.
"Zhuang Wuming~~look over~~"
"Look over here~"
"Zhuang Wuming~Look over~"
This was a strange sound that appeared directly in Zhuang Wuming's soul.
There was nothing he could do to stop the source of the sound.
Frowning, he obeyed Shikodi's words and did not look back.
At this time, along with the voice, he recalled some vague images in his mind.
In the picture is a woman's face, an ordinary, haggard female face.
But Zhuang Wuming can be sure that he has never seen this person in his memory.
"Who is this?"
"Shikoti, a strange voice appeared in my soul and memory,"
"The sound made a mysterious woman's face appear in my mind."
"What's going on?"
Shikodi's ethereal voice sounded, "This is a strange creature in the underworld."
"Recall the nightmare, this is an invisible creature, it will mobilize your deepest memories."
"Once you respond to his call, he will follow your call to find you and then devour your soul."
"So never respond to it."
"This is a phenomenon, it is not a living thing and it is very difficult to resist."
"Understood."
"The deepest memory?"
I didn’t dwell too much on the memories in my mind.
He continued to move forward, not responding to the call in his mind and completely ignoring the nightmare of memories.
After advancing for about ten kilometers, the call in my mind slowly disappeared.
The memories that kept flashing in his mind quickly settled down.
At this time, a crashing sound appeared.
Unknowingly, he came to a big river.
Seeing this big river, Zhuang Wuming showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This big river is filled with the atmosphere of Huangquan.
"Is this the real underworld?"
There was a trace of doubt in my heart, "Now I meet Huang Quan. Why does it feel a little strange?"
With an inexplicable vigilance welling up in his heart, he walked slowly along the bank of Huangquan.
The river bank is made up of black pebbles.
When you walk on it, the stones you step on make a rattling sound.
Suddenly Zhuang Wuming's pupils shrank, and he saw a strange underworld creature on the opposite bank of the river.
He was wearing a tattered black robe, with a dry body and a skull.
His hand was dragging a series of broken bones.
These bones are intertwined one by one, like a hill
Zhuang Wuming stood on the bank of the river, looking at the weird black-robed skull, dragging the bones to the other side.
The black-robed skull opposite seemed to notice Zhuang Wuming.
It raised its head and observed Zhuang Wuming carefully. After a while, it seemed to smile at Zhuang Wuming.
A skull smiled slightly, and Zhuang Wuming felt something strange.
Then I saw the skull turning around and looking at the hill-like pile of bones that was dozens of square meters in size.
It emitted a black light, quickly covering the entire hill of bones.
The next moment, the entire mountain of bones slowly flew up and fell towards the nine-foot-wide underworld.
Under Zhuang Wuming's gaze, countless bones fell like raindrops.
Plop
They all fell into the underworld, and under the surge of the underworld, these skeletons were swallowed up instantly.
"Woooooo~"
"Help~~"
"No~..."
Weird mental fluctuations were heard among the countless skeletons that fell into the underworld.
Zhuang Wuming's soul received these messages.
His eyes looked under the river.
Skeletons there collapsed under the wash of the underworld, and faint illusory lights floated out from them.
This chapter has been completed!