Mysterious journey

The mother river runs through countless time and space and is boundless. No one knows where its source is, and no one can see where its end point is. Any practitioner of secret martial arts can only see its violent and powerful divergence.

As soon as Garen entered the mother river and looked out from the river, he could no longer see the starry sky. Instead, there were patches of barrier space with colorful halos.

"Is this what the mother river looks like?"

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 the world this time was a more high-energy time and space, so the accumulated physical energy was consumed much slower than the previous time.

Garen could feel that the nine-headed black dragon that his spirit had transformed into was being eroded by the river water. It was like extremely strong acid and alkali liquid, which violently corroded the black dragon's surface, causing it to roll over and shed little bits of fine black fragments and powder.

"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 cold blue, and the other was the Holy Phoenix Scripture. light golden color. Both seeds bloomed beautifully like flowers.

Buzz.

Suddenly, a huge pressure as majestic as the sea swept across the surface of the river. There were waves of dense roars and roars faintly revealed in the sense of oppression.

"I smell the scent of the Void Stalker. The descendant of the Warlock."

"Where.where..!"

The huge and terrifying pressure caused the water of the mother river to roll continuously, stirring up huge waves, like a storm and tornado.

Those bursts of pure mental fluctuations clearly spread the will of the owner of the oppressive feeling.

Garen's soul looked up and saw the colorful barrier outside the river constantly twisting, making crackling sounds and cracks.

"What is that...?" Before the other party got close, outside the barrier, he was given an extreme threat of impending disaster. Just the fluctuation of his will caused the river to roll violently and create huge waves.

Garen was horrified, knowing that he had encountered a super creature among void creatures. He had no choice but to gather his energy as much as possible and reduce his area of ​​contact with the river water.

He vaguely felt multiple tyrannical powers with different temperaments from the other party's will. That power had the same origin as his, and it was also the power of soul seeds, but the other party had at least ten times more soul seeds than he did.

He cannot compete with such an existence!

"Creatures of the void. No wonder Nadia reminded me not to enter the void without permission." Garen calmed down, without any fear in his heart. It just keeps flowing forward aimlessly along the mother river.

I don't know how long it took, but several strong-willed void creatures appeared outside the river again. Their soul seeds all reached at least dozens of levels, and their colors all reached at least the colorless level. All caused the water of the mother river to continuously roll and oscillate, which also made Garen completely forget how dangerous the void outside the mother river was. The only thing he could do was to shrink his size and extend the drifting time.

Every time he enters the mother river, it is a journey of unknown life and death. Once his spirit is completely corroded and his soul is severely damaged by corrosion, what awaits him is to completely disappear into the mother river and become a pure imprint in it.

As tyrannical void creatures appear more and more often.

Garen was also gradually able to distinguish their power level from their will breath.

Only soul-level creatures are qualified to detect the movement in the nearby mother river. The soul seed is divided into a colorless basic stage, followed by a seven-color stage, and each level will lead to a qualitative change.

These creatures who have discovered Gallon should be at least in the colorless stage, and have accumulated dozens of soul seeds at this stage. Perhaps their practice methods are slightly different from humans. As a human being, Garen only has two soul seeds now, and even the color of the soul seed itself has not been completely eliminated. In other words, it has not entered the colorless stage, and has not even entered the foundation of the soul seed stage.

But what's better for him is that in the colorless stage, you only need to accumulate five soul seeds. After all of them are purified and colorless, you can enter the next stage.

I don't know how long I drifted along the way. Gradually, Garen felt that the flow of the river seemed to have slowed down, and it was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning.

Most of his spirit has been corroded, with only one-fifth of it left. He felt as if he was drifting into a branch that had many branches. With a shock, he seemed to hit a barrier and flow directly into a very narrow branch of the branch.

As the flow of the tributaries slowed down, he could sense through the soul seeds that the surrounding colorful barriers seemed to be a little weaker and thinner.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Garen's spirit has been completely exhausted, and now he is using his own body soul to radiate soul and spiritual power to resist corrosion.

Fortunately, two soul seeds are much more powerful than one, and the corrosion rate has become much slower.

He floated forward quickly along the river, his vigor disappeared, and he began to feel anxious. After all, the power of the soul was the wealth he had accumulated after hard work in two worlds. If it is corroded now, it will be lost. If it takes longer, Once one of the soul seeds is broken, it means that all his hard work in the world has been completely wasted!

The flow speed of the tributary of the mother river is getting slower and slower, as if something is blocking it in front.

Garen drifted slowly along the pale yellow river water and advanced slowly. Gradually, he found that the surrounding river water began to change color again, turning into the light green color it was when he first saw the mother river.

From light yellow to yellow-green, then to light green.

In the middle of the river, he shrank into something like a black ball. Along the river, he floated and sank like other floating debris, and was constantly being washed away.

Garen looked around and saw that the width of the tributary had gone from being invisible at the beginning to only a few meters away now.

"These days, the tyrannical void creatures have almost disappeared."

Garen couldn't judge the day and could only estimate it based on his own rough idea of ​​time. The tyrannical void creatures that had often appeared since the beginning no longer appeared at this time. Apparently the mother river entered a relatively hidden direction.

He looked around and saw the same debris as his floating in the river from time to time. Some were white bone fragments, some were some kind of weird metal, and half-rotted feathers. He even saw something in the river. plant leaves.

But there is no soul material floating around like him.

Not only around here, he has never seen anything similar to himself after drifting for so long. The entire mother river seemed to be lifeless.

Time passes little by little.

Soon, some cracks finally appeared in the colorful arch-shaped barrier above the mother river.

After a while, these cracks gradually evolved into holes of different sizes, some were only the size of ants, and some were the size of fists.

Garen looked out along the entrances of these caves and could only see swirling masses of black air, as deep as whirlpools. He had no idea where the outside was leading.

But his situation no longer allowed him to delay. One of the two soul seeds was already showing signs of slowly melting. If he didn't find a way to leave the river, I'm afraid one of his soul seeds would be corroded in a few days!

"We can't do this! We must find a hole to leave here!" Garen made a decision in his mind. His perception began to check little by little along the colored barrier above the mother river. Those holes were too small to accommodate his body. Only holes the size of a washbasin could allow him to pass through successfully.

He could sense from the black air coming from the entrances of these caves that they should all lead to unknown cosmic worlds. No one could tell what dangers there were in these cosmic worlds, but he had no choice now.

Finally, he suddenly saw a hole the size of a washbasin.

Just as he was about to float along the river, Garen suddenly exploded with a burst of spiritual power from below. The mental power combined with the majestic water of the mother river turned into a strong physical impact, and he rushed out of the river with a bang.

With a crash, Garen suddenly broke through the river and flew towards the cave entrance.

boom! !

At this moment, a large wave of water rose up, violently wrapping him up and pulling him back again.

With a pop, Garen was pulled back by the water of the mother river again.

He was shocked and tried to break free again, but by the time he broke free from the package, the hole had completely moved away from its original position.

"Damn it!" Garen was wrapped back to the mother river again. He felt that his soul had melted slightly again, and his heart ached. This is the essence of his understanding that has taken him two lifetimes to truly condense, and it is now on the verge of melting at any time.

He has already felt that the mother river itself seems to have an inexplicable instinct. For his life that has been floating in the river for so long, it has been regarded as a part of the mother river and will not let him escape easily.

The hole had been completely missed. Although the river was slow but extremely firm, it carried him far away.

"No wonder there are so many cavities, and the water from the mother river doesn't even flow along and leaks out."

Garen understood.

“I can only wait for the next opportunity.”

He waited quietly, but fortunately, the tributary of the mother river seemed to be getting narrower and narrower, and more and more holes of different sizes appeared in the surrounding colorful barriers. Without exception, these holes were swirling vortices of black air. Some are the size of a nail shell, and some are the size of a human head, but it is still rare to see one the size of a washbasin.

Garen waited silently, and not long after, another large hole the size of a bathtub appeared in his field of vision.

"This is it!" He let go of his senses, determined the precise location of the hole, and then began to accumulate all his strength. He knew that once he exerted his strength, he had to wait for the mother river to rush out before he could react, otherwise he might be pulled back again like last time.

The black hole is getting closer and closer