Just when Zhang Ga and Li Bing were motionless as if they were under a restraining spell, Zhong Wen's figure also disappeared without a trace.
"Master? Master?"
"Master? Where are you?"
"Ouch?"
Seeing Zhong Wen missing, Guo Guo, Tai Yi and Shi Dou were all frightened. They shouted loudly and rushed forward to search everywhere.
In their anxiety, they didn't even notice that the energy in their bodies had started flowing again the moment the mask disappeared.
Guo Guo and others' search naturally found nothing.
But Li Bing and Zhang Ga always stood there quietly, like two lifelike statues, without changing their postures for a long time.
Of course Zhong Wen didn't leave.
After absorbing enough three-dimensional shapes in the maze, through continuous attempts, he was able to directly enter the spiritual space without summoning the two doors.
At this moment, he was hanging over the ocean of consciousness, staring intently at a mask not far away.
A strange mask with a color that cannot be described in any words, no one is wearing it, and it is still floating alone in the sky.
Needless to say, he took this mask off Zhang Ga's face.
It is not accurate to say that he pulled it out. It should be that he touched it with his right hand and used the abnormal ability of "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" to directly absorb the mask into the world of spiritual consciousness.
When he was besieged by the masked man and Li Bing, Zhong Wen pushed the deductive power of the mutated demonic body to its extreme. After countless calculations, he finally found a possibility of surviving the desperate situation.
This mask is so magical, will it be as favored by the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" as the Chaos Artifact and the World Tree?
Being in a desperate situation, he did not hesitate, but did what he thought of, risking being seriously injured and touching the mask on the other person's face.
He made the right bet.
Ever since, the mask appeared here without any suspense.
However, unlike the Chaos Artifacts collected on the bookshelf and the Holy Lotus and Sacred Tree growing in the world of spiritual consciousness, even here, the mask does not seem to be restricted too much, and can actually move freely without a host.
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The climate of the spiritual world at this moment is different from the last time Zhong Wen left.
The palace where the "Xinhua Tibetan Sutra Pavilion" is located is sunny and cloudless.
The mountains and forests in the distance were covered with clouds and heavy rain, and lightning flashed and thunder roared from time to time in the sky.
As far as the eye could see, the vast desert area was blown by strong winds, kicking up countless amounts of sand and dust, turning the entire area into a gray haze, making it impossible to see the scene clearly.
The sea at Zhong Wen's feet was turbulent, with roaring waves, and the rapid water formed countless whirlpools. Thousands of huge lotus flowers were like ships in the storm, swaying wildly, as if they were about to be hit by the waves at any time.
Overturned, the white deer that originally shuttled and jumped on the sea had already hid in their respective lotus flowers and no longer dared to emerge.
Feeling the changes in the spiritual world, Zhong Wen felt happy, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, knowing that his previous crazy absorption of the laws of heaven in the external labyrinth had finally paid off.
The climate in each region begins to differ, which undoubtedly means that this place is one step closer to the real world.
"where is this place?"
Before he could take a few happy breaths, a familiar voice suddenly came from the strange mask opposite him.
Suddenly old and sometimes young, sometimes male and now female, ever-changing and strange.
It was the voice of the masked man from before!
A mask that no one was wearing actually uttered human words on its own. This bizarre phenomenon could not help but surprise Zhong Wen. His face was full of disbelief, and he almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.
"No, this is not my world!"
Before Zhong Wen could answer, the mask was already talking to himself, "A new world?"
"How can it be?"
"Why am I unaware of the birth of a new world?"
"Could it be that... that guy is up to something?"
"Yes, yes, there is indeed his aura in that palace!"
"The despicable guy not only ordered a lackey to come and offend me, but also took advantage of my imprisonment to secretly create a new world in an attempt to replace my world!"
"Although the rules here are extremely imperfect, they are beginning to take shape. If time passes, I'm afraid it will really bring me some trouble!"
"It's a pity that you never expected that your plan would be exposed because of this lackey!"
"Yes, this place is very good. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, so it has endless potential!"
Mask kept talking to himself, and the more he talked, the more excited he became. Later, he laughed crazily and was so excited, "It's unlucky for you to be discovered by me, so I won't accept it politely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an unimaginably terrifying aura spewed out from the mask, sweeping across all directions at an unimaginable speed. Wherever it passed, cracks suddenly appeared in the air, and bits and pieces of brilliant light continued to float from the cracks.
He came out and ran towards it like crazy.
In just a few breaths, countless spiritual lights were absorbed by the mask, and the diverse climate that had just begun to enrich the world of spiritual consciousness suddenly ceased and returned to the calmness of the glorious spring.
Damn it!
Coming again?
Looking at this somewhat familiar scene, Zhong Wen's face suddenly became very ugly, and countless MMP words were stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak out.
This strange mask is actually plundering the laws of heaven in the world of spiritual consciousness. Its behavior like a robber is exactly the same as that of the previous giant. It is simply the same strain.
However, the power of the mask is much stronger than that of the giant, so the speed of absorbing the laws of heaven is several times faster.
As more and more spiritual light is absorbed, the surface of the mask becomes more and more lustrous, and the momentum rises like a rocket. On the other hand, in the world of spiritual consciousness, no rain, snow, wind, and frost can be seen, but in just ten breaths
In a short period of time, Zhong Wen actually degraded to the state he was in before entering the Far South. It is not an exaggeration to say that he returned to the pre-liberation period overnight.
As the "Creation God", Zhong Wen clearly felt that his control over the world of spiritual consciousness was constantly weakening.
The strange mask actually competed with Zhong Wen for the identity of a god in Zhong Wen's spiritual world. The attitude was so arrogant and the arrogance was so eye-opening.
What’s even more incredible is that if this momentum continues, it may actually succeed.
Gan!
Under the pressure of the mask, Zhong Wen couldn't help but curse in his heart, and decisively used his status as world master to mobilize the laws of heaven in the entire world, and started fighting with this fierce dragon crossing the river.
After all, he is the creator of this world. Once he becomes serious, his power cannot be underestimated.
Under the full struggle, more and more cracks appeared in the sky, and countless spiritual lights escaped from them. Some floated towards the mask, some floated towards Zhong Wen, and some wandered back and forth between the two sides, forming a see-saw.
, gradually, the whole world began to tremble violently, as if it could no longer hold up at any time and completely collapsed.
As time went by, Zhong Wen's face became more and more ugly, and the shock in his heart reached an unbearable level.
After losing the opportunity, as a local snake, he suddenly found to his surprise that he could not defeat the powerful dragon opposite him!
If this momentum continues, most of the laws here will be taken away by the mask, thereby feeding the opponent into an unrivaled super being, and the spiritual world that he has finally developed will be completely destroyed.
He is not even sure whether the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" will continue to exist by then.
"What a pure power of law!"
Mask, who had the upper hand, couldn't help but laugh proudly and said, "Okay, very good! After absorbing the laws of this world, my strength may be even better than before. Let's see how that guy can compete with me."
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"Dang!"
Just as the victory was about to be decided, a loud and deep bell suddenly sounded from the distant palace where the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" was located, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.
The moment the bell rang, the mask's laughter stopped abruptly, as if it had been severely injured, and its breath suddenly dropped a lot.
The auras of light that were originally rushing towards it all stagnated, and then they were like wild horses that had escaped the reins, jumping around in the air, and soon dispersed in all directions.
This is... Chaos Clock?
Zhong Wen felt refreshed, and a force surged up from nowhere in his body. The speed of absorbing spiritual light doubled in an instant, and a look of surprise appeared on his face involuntarily.
How could he not recognize that the sudden sound of the bell was the sound of one of the artifacts of chaos, the Chaos Bell, being struck.
The Chaos Clock has long recognized Lin Bei as its master. Even if it is included in the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", Zhong Wen cannot mobilize its power at will and can only treat it as a pure decoration.
If there is anyone else in the world who can control the Chaos Clock, it is undoubtedly Lin Bei.
In other words, it was Lin Bei who extended a helping hand at his most critical moment!