At the beginning, I traveled through the wilderness, and I controlled the beasts to survive...

Chapter 281 The power of Taixu

In an instant, a strong coldness emerged from his brain.

Han Ning clearly felt that the woven network composed of spiritual power was floating in an indescribable space, and there were patches of colorful solidified colors above, below, left, and right.

A wisp of starlight emerged from all directions, condensing on the spiritual network, protecting this boat like a leaf in the strong wind from capsizing by the waves.

"My mental strength is still too weak..."

The cold trembling feeling was transmitted back to his brain from the mysterious space all the time. Han Ning gritted his teeth and quickly recalled the method of capturing the power of Taixu provided by the panel.

"Change the vibration frequency, change the mental model..."

The next moment, the big network composed of spirits began to vibrate slightly, generating a weak suction force out of thin air, absorbing the free energy in the multiple spaces.

Gradually, the spread out white starlight network was stained with faint purple stars.

Different from the black purple of dark psychic energy, this purple color is brighter, and the light flashes, giving people a mysterious and noble feeling.

As the faint purple light appeared, a line of prompts suddenly appeared on the panel:

[The power of Taixu has been detected and is being absorbed...]

Red...yellow...blue...green, as if a naughty child had knocked over the paint bottle, and the colors were mixed together.

Silver Ripple's whole body was filled with intense starlight, and her body was trembling slightly, as if she was struggling to resist the inexplicable pressure in the subspace.

Yinyi groaned softly and flew into the crack first.

Thinking of this, Han Ning did not continue to absorb the power of Taixu, but took out a few standard versions of the concentration liquid and began to restore his mental power.

There are no longer colorful patches around, but real scenery.

"Yinyi, Feilin, get ready, we are going in."

Waves of fluctuations emitted from his spirit swept around, and soon, he discovered a gray crack beneath him.

As far as the eye can see, it feels like being in Van Gogh's "Starry Night", filled with colorful patches in all directions.

According to the explanation on the panel, only the amount required to make 100 energy core can be absorbed when it reaches 1%.

"The progress of this collection is too slow..."

When he came to his senses again, his spiritual body had left his body and his physical body, with his eyes closed, was sitting not far from the crack.

[Based on the standard of making one lord-level energy core of the power of Taixu, the current extraction progress is: 1]

This is a dead silent world. Apart from the sound of the breeze, there is only the sound of Xingmeng Wuqi stepping on the ground.

In the air, the wanderer's pale white mist is layered on top of each other, so unreal.

"We will collect it after we come back. First we have collected all the materials for Feilin's evolution."

About eight hours later... He felt that his brain was full of energy and his mental power was back to its peak state again.

On the contrary, Feilin looked more relaxed, her delicate body became blurred, and the Xingmeng Wuqi underneath her completely turned into a skeleton horse.

"go!"

In order to prevent getting lost in the subspace, Han Ning first left his mental power in the crack behind him as a mark.

The surrounding scene changed again.

What you see is a gray-white scene, with endless white bones forming the ground beneath your feet.

After receiving the affirmation from the soul beasts, Han Ning's spirit stirred, and a familiar feeling of separation came over him.

[0.15...0.18...0.24]

There were clouds in the sky, and no stars could be seen, but a subtle light was projected down, making the current space not dark, but rather bright.

"Currently, only about 30% of the mental power is left. Including rest time, I can collect up to 50% in one day. I can collect an energy core in two days, but I don't know how effective the core is..."

The misty starlight gathered into a pair of vague armor, covering his translucent spiritual body.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

Then came Feilin, riding the Xingmeng Wuqi, with dark purple mist filling her body, and she stepped into it.

Han Ning flew in immediately.

It wasn't until his brain felt a little tired that Han Ning had to withdraw the mental power projected into the crack, and his consciousness returned to the real world.

"Ling~" "咿咿~" "Gumi!!"

"This should be the surface of subspace, where is the entrance to the underworld..."

Behind him, there was a pale white crack about 20 centimeters high, which was obviously where they came from.

The cold breeze is constantly impacting the spiritual body. Even if there is starlight guarding the outside, you can still feel the slightest chill.

"Wanxiang Lingsi, please remember to take good care of my body during these times when I am away. If anything unexpected happens, remember to contact me in time!"

"Ling~"

There was a feeling of dizziness.

"According to the coordinates left by the Arataks, this should be the entrance to the underworld."

Then, he took the soul beasts and got into the gap below.

He took out his watch and checked the time, and found that 3 hours had passed from the beginning of the extraction to the limit, and the extraction progress was about 0.34, which is 34%.

"The Shadow of Death lives in a hidden lake in the underworld. Legend has it that the underworld is a projection of the main world. The place I am in belongs to the underworld projected by the Insect Continent. The area is not too large and it should not be far from here."

The reason why Han Ning dared to enter this place was precisely because of the precise coordinates left by the Aratak people.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky that was exuding a faint light. His mental power was aroused, and his body suddenly rushed into the air, suspended hundreds of meters in the air, and looked down.

Continuous piles of bones litter every area as far as the eye can see.

"Mountain of Bones...go south."

Returning to the ground, Han Ning pointed in the south direction and sent mental waves to the two soul beasts: "Go there."

"咿咿~"

At this time, Feilin suddenly patted Xingmeng Wuqi's back and waved to Han Ning. The latter understood instantly and showed a faint smile on his face: "You want me to sit behind Xingmeng Wuqi" On your back, will you take me there?"

"Easy!"

Feilin nodded vigorously and moved her buttocks to clear an area in front of her that was large enough to accommodate Han Ning's mental body.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Considering that flying with his mental body consumes his own mental power all the time, this time, he did not reject Feilin's invitation.

He controlled his spiritual body to float onto Xingmeng Wuqi's back, bowed slightly, and hugged its body.

The next second, a slightly cold body came up gently, and a pair of hands wrapped around Han Ning's waist, hugging him tightly.

At the same time, Silver Ripple transformed into a small sapling and floated down on his shoulder, observing the surroundings vigilantly with a pair of eyes burning with flames.

"咿咿~" Feilin shouted happily, and the Xingmeng Wuqi underneath her also snorted excitedly, and ran wildly in the direction Han Ning pointed with all four legs.

Soon, the stark white bones were left behind.

A faint coolness flows along the spiritual body and into the spiritual world.

<divclass="contentadv">Han Ning put his hand behind his back, rubbed Feilin's illusory head, and said with a smile: "I will rely on you to protect me from now on."

"Easy!"

Feilin patted her chest with her little hands to ensure she was absolutely safe.

It seems to be saying: I am so strong now!

Xingmeng Wuqi is the ultimate warrior soul beast and can move very fast.

Han Ning sat on the back. Within three hours, the light in the sky gradually dimmed.

The light disappeared, and it seemed that it was time for day and night to change.

In the void, the content of free dark energy and relatively complex negative emotions suddenly increased. Every time Xingmeng Wuqi took a step, it would attract a large amount of nearby free energy, and they formed a dream-like link that shone with light purple fluorescence. , dragging out a long ribbon in the dark night.

Xingmeng Wuqi is bathed in dark energy, and its speed is several hundred times faster.

It looked down at the terrain of the earth, discerned its direction for a moment, and galloped towards the south.

The starry Meng Wuqi at night seems to be an elf in the night.

Han Ning saw the pace of its feet getting faster and faster, until its four legs were so fast that they disappeared.

Wisps of black and purple light visible to the naked eye gathered between its four hooves. The Xingmeng Wuqi actually stepped on the substantial dark energy, stepped into the air, and faced the night as thick as thick ink, running in the mid-air.

It shines with mysterious purple light, like a rare and exotic beast from mythology, it is extremely majestic.

But faced with the influence of various underworld winds, dark energy, and negative emotions, the starlight around Han Ning dissipated significantly faster by several levels.

It's like dry ice placed under the scorching sun. When it is illuminated by the sun, wisps of white light continue to rise.

Feilin was very considerate. She obviously knew that Han Ning's spiritual body and Sister Yinyi's body were not compatible with the environment of the underworld, so she specially created a layer of misty purple mist that kept moving around Xingmeng Wuqi to isolate it from the energy wind.

Soul beasts with dark and undead attributes can spray dark soul skills, and can also absorb energy of the same attributes.

When they arrived in this magical underworld, they were like the darlings of this world, like dragons swimming in the sea, so happy.

Pieces of undulating piles of bones passed by beneath him.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Xingmeng Wuqi shuttled over the rolling hills of bones and came to a deep valley surrounded by mist.

Through the dense mist, you can vaguely feel that there is a lake reflecting a faint light inside.

A not-so-thick waterfall poured down the top of the mountain into the lake below, splashing water droplets that looked like jade and silver.

In the center of the lake, there was a palace building that was made entirely of bones and had a slightly crude appearance.

Scattered creatures with illusory bodies are looming on the surface of the lake, puffing out the ubiquitous white mist.

This was also the first time Han Ning saw other moving things in the underworld.

"Life? No, it shouldn't be called life. They are just some remnant souls that act on instinct and rely on the energy of the underworld to survive."

Xingmeng Wuqi manipulated the dark energy, and a strange wave suddenly spread out from his body.

Suddenly, part of the fog that shrouded below was dispelled, illuminating the scene below clearly.

"This is..." Han Ning's spirit fluctuated slightly.

Under their feet was a calm body of water covered with oversized clam shells.

The skeletons we saw before were actually made of milky white clam shells.

These clam shells are milky white in color, showing the luster of jade. Many clam shells are slightly opened, and wisps of white mist escape from the gaps and float into the sky.

"Are they soul mirages?"

The dead soul mirage is a soul beast with only E-level qualifications.

Han Ning thought of the legend about the dead mirage. Wherever the mirage appears, there must be a death elf dragon!

The fluctuations emitted by Xingmeng Wuqi disturbed the rest of the giant clams below.

There was a strange noise in the distance, it sounded like a deer croaking or a baby crying.

Immediately afterwards, Han Ning vaguely heard the sound of the surging tide.

Rumble~

Between the lightning and flint, a gray-white mist pillar with a diameter of tens of meters appeared in front of Han Ning's eyes, spurting toward them with a fierce momentum.

"Eh~"

Xingmeng Wuqi's figure was blurry, carrying two "people", Han Ning and Feilin, upwards, and easily avoided the fog pillar with a few jumps.

At the same time, a long and slender snake, covered with white scales and with an ethereal body, rode the clouds and mist, following closely behind.

hiss! !

The big snake opened its eyes surrounded by red light and roared intimidatingly at Xingmeng Wuqi.

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Race: Mist snake

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Qualification: D

Level: Warlord III

Talent: None

Control elements: darkness, undead

Introduction: Underworld soul beasts are formed from the remnant souls of snakes. The negative emotions mixed in the remnant souls constitute their spiritual bodies.

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"Hey!"

Xingmeng Wuqi called out. Han Ning couldn't understand it, but he could feel the deep disdain through his mental power.

It was just like a skull, with its mouth slightly open as it leaked air from all directions.

Dark purple elongated light streams gathered here from all directions.

In an instant, a ball of black and purple light that was constantly rotating appeared in its mouth and shot out quickly.

Feilin, who was on its back, snorted sweetly, stretched out her pale arm, grabbed it back, and held the hilt made of the biological armor. At the same time, she gently moved toward the place where the fog snake was. Cut off.

Filamentous mist spurted out from the tip of the sword, forming a thick and long purple mist belt, wrapping the mist snake within it at an extremely fast speed.

The white fog snake is like a fly that fell into glue, bound by the invisible power of the fog. It tries hard to twist the snake's body, but it can't escape from the scope of the fog.

The black ball of light followed closely behind, piercing the foggy mid-air and crashing down.

boom! !

This menacing white snake let out a painful wail and fell into the water at a faster speed. After a while, the water surface began to stir wildly and was slowly filled with a thick layer of white mist.

"Feilin, go get its body. It is said that the spiritual core of the fog snake is a good bait for attracting the shadow of death. It really takes no effort at all."

"咿咿~"

Upon hearing this, Feilin turned over lightly and jumped off the back of Xingmeng Wuqi. The long sword in her hand quickly turned into two shorter daggers. Thick black tendons wrapped around her delicate body, forming a A pair of jet-black light armor shot into the misty mist.

Not long after, violent energy fluctuations came from the lake below.

"Yeah!"

Accompanied by Feilin's scolding sound, a dark arc-shaped sword light hundreds of meters long suddenly flashed on the surface of the turbulent lake, splitting the water surface into two and splashing tall water columns.