The mother river runs through countless time and space, and is boundless. No one knows where its source is, and no one sees where her end is. Any martial arts practitioner can only see its violent and powerful diversion.
As soon as Garen entered the mother river, and looked out of the river, he could no longer see the cosmic starry sky, replaced by barrier spaces of colorful halos.
"Is this the scene of the mother river?"
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 this time the world is a more powerful time and space, and the physical aura he accumulated was also consumed much slower than the previous time.
Garen could feel that the nine-headed black dragon that he had turned into was being eroded by the river water, like a strong acid and lye, the violent corrosion caused the surface of the black dragon to roll continuously, and a little bit of fine black fragments fell off.
"I don't know what world I will enter this time." Garen saw two slightly transparent soul-seeds floating side by side in the depths of his soul, one was icy blue, and the other was the Holy Phoenix Scripture. pale gold. The two seeds are like flowers, blooming gorgeously.
hum.
Suddenly, a huge sense of oppression, as majestic as the sea, swept across the surface of the river. There were bursts of dense roars and roars faintly revealed in the sense of oppression.
"I smell. Voidstalker. Warlock descendant."
"Where. Where.!"
The huge and terrifying sense of oppression set off the mother river to keep rolling, stirring up waves of huge waves, like a storm tornado.
The bursts of pure mental fluctuations clearly diffused the will of the oppressive master.
Garen's soul looked up and saw the colorful barrier outside the river constantly twisting, crackling and cracking.
"What is that...?" Before the other party approached, outside the barrier, he was given an extreme threat of imminent disaster, but the wave of will that passed through caused the river to violently roll and roll up huge waves.
Garen was horrified, knowing that he had encountered a super creature among void creatures. I had no choice but to gather my spirit as much as possible, and reduce the area of contact with the river water.
He faintly felt multiple tyrannical forces with different temperaments from the opponent's will. The power was from the same source as him, and it was also the power of the soul-seed, but the opponent had at least ten times more soul-seeds than him.
Such an existence is not something he can contend with!
"Void creatures. No wonder Nadia reminded me not to enter the void without permission." Garen calmed down, without any fear in his heart. It just flows aimlessly along the mother river.
I don't know how long it took, but several strong-willed void creatures reappeared outside the river. The soul-seeds have at least reached the level of dozens, and the colors have at least reached the colorless level. All caused the mother river to tumbling and oscillated, which also made Garen completely forget how dangerous the void beyond the mother river was. The only thing he could do was to shrink his size and prolong the drifting time.
Every time he enters the mother river, it is a journey of life and death. Once his courage is completely corroded and his soul is severely damaged by corrosion, what awaits him is to completely disappear in the mother river and become a pure imprint in it.
With more and more tyrannical void creatures appearing.
Garen was also gradually able to distinguish their strength level from their breath of will.
Only creatures of the soul-species level are qualified to detect the movements in the nearby mother river. The soul-seed is divided into the colorless basic stage, and then the seven-color stage. Each level will increase a level of qualitative change.
These creatures who discovered Garon should all be at least at the colorless stage, and have accumulated dozens of soul-seeds at this stage, perhaps their practice method is slightly different from that of humans. As a human being, Garen only has two soul-seeds now, and he hasn't even removed the color of the soul-seed itself, which means he hasn't entered the colorless stage, and he hasn't even entered the foundation of the soul-seed stage.
But what is better for him is that in the colorless stage, he only needs to accumulate five soul-seeds, and after all of them are purified, he can enter the next stage.
I don't know how long I've been drifting along the way. Gradually, Garen felt that the flow of the river seemed to slow down, and it was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning.
Almost half of his courage has been corroded, leaving only one-fifth of it. He felt as if he had drifted into a forked road with many branches. With a shock, he seemed to have hit a barrier and flowed directly into a very narrow branched road.
As the flow of the tributaries slowed down, he could sense through his soul-seeding that the colorful barriers around him seemed to be a little weaker and thinner.
I don't know how long it has passed, but Garen's vigor has been completely exhausted, and now he is using his own soul-seed to radiate soul and spiritual power to resist corrosion.
Fortunately, two soul-seeds are much stronger than one, and the rate of corrosion has also become much slower.
He quickly floated forward along the river, his courage disappeared, and he began to feel anxious. After all, the power of the soul-seed was the wealth he had accumulated through hard work in two worlds. Once a soul-seed is broken, it means that his whole world's hard work is completely in vain!
The flow of the tributary of the mother river is getting slower and slower, as if something is blocking it in front of it.
Garen drifted slowly along the light yellow river water, and slowly moved forward. Gradually, he found that the surrounding river water began to change color again, turning into the light green color when he first saw the mother river.
From light yellow to yellow-green, then light green.
In the middle of the river, he shrunk into something like a black ball, and along the river, he floated up and down like other floating debris, being constantly washed away.
Looking left and right, Garen saw that the width of the tributary had changed from invisible at the beginning to only a few meters away now.
"These days, that tyrannical void creature has almost disappeared."
Garen couldn't judge the sun, so he could only estimate it according to his own approximate concept of time. The tyrannical void creatures that often appeared from the beginning no longer appeared at this time. Obviously, the mother river has entered a relatively hidden direction.
He looked left and right, and saw the same sundries as him floating in the river water from time to time, some were white bone fragments, some were some kind of weird metal, and some were half rotten feathers. He even saw some objects in the river. Plant leaves.
But there is no soul substance that drifts around like him.
Not only around here, he has been drifting for so long, and he has never seen any existence similar to himself. The whole mother river seems to be lifeless.
Time passed little by little.
Soon, some cracks finally appeared on the arched colorful barrier above the mother river.
Not long after, these cracks gradually evolved into holes of different sizes, some were only the size of an ant, and some were the size of a fist.
Garen looked out along the openings of these holes, and could only see clouds of swirling black air, as deep as a whirlpool, and he had no idea where the outside was leading.
But his situation no longer allowed him to delay. Among the two soul seeds, one of them was showing signs of slow melting. If he didn't find a way to leave the river, he might be corroded one soul seed in a few days!
"It can't be like this! We must find a hole to get out of here!" Garen made a decision in his heart. His perception began to check bit by bit along the colored barrier above the mother river. Those holes were too small to accommodate his body at all, and only holes the size of a washbasin could allow him to pass through.
He could sense from the black air coming from these caves that they should all lead to unknown cosmic worlds. No one can tell what dangers are in these cosmic worlds, but he has no choice now.
Finally, he suddenly saw a hole the size of a washbasin.
Just as he was about to drift down the river, Garen suddenly exploded a burst of mental power below him. The mental power combined with the majestic river water of the mother river turned into a strong physical impact, which brought him out of the river with a bang.
With a crash, Garen dashed through the river and flew towards the hole.
boom! !
At this moment, a big wave of water rose up, wrapped him tightly, and pulled him back again.
With a puff, Garen was pulled back by the water of his mother river again.
He was shocked and broke out again trying to break free, but when he broke free from the package, the hole had completely left its original position.
"Damn it!" Garen was wrapped back to his mother river again, feeling that his soul-seed had melted a little again, and his heart ached. This is the essence of his perception that he has truly condensed after two lifetimes, and it is about to melt at any moment.
He has already felt that the mother river seems to have an inexplicable instinct. For his life, which has been floating in the river for so long, he has already regarded it as a part of the mother river and will not let him leave easily.
The hole has been completely missed. Although the river is slow, it is extremely firm and takes him to the distance.
"No wonder there are so many holes, the mother river doesn't even flow out."
Garen understood.
“Just wait for the next opportunity”
He waited quietly, but fortunately, the tributary of the mother river seemed to be getting narrower, and there were more and more holes of different sizes in the surrounding colorful barriers, all of which were swirling black air vortexes. Some are the size of a nail shell, and some are the size of a human head, but it is still difficult to find ones the size of a washbasin.
Garen waited silently, and not long after, another large cavity the size of a bathtub appeared within his field of vision.
"This is it!" He let go of his senses, pinpointed the precise location of the void, and began to gather all his strength. He knew that once he exerted his strength, he had to wait for the mother river to rush out the moment he didn't react, otherwise he might be pulled back like last time.
The black hole is getting closer and closer
(end of this chapter)