The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen did not expect that he and Voldemort were seriously injured just after coming out of the clouds.

However, this also made Zhang Chen realize that this place was unusual.

"Hurry up and take a rest. The injuries need to be controlled. We don't have much time left. This place is only temporarily safe now. We need to find another shelter." Zhang Chen said to Voldemort and immediately began to meditate.

This time was the most serious injury Zhang Chen had suffered except for the last time when his body collapsed.

Nearly half of the meridians in his body were broken, and his soul was also slightly injured in the previous explosion.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen still has spiritual wine. If he still only uses the previous Guiyuan liquid, it will not be of much use to Zhang Chen.

After taking out the spiritual wine, Zhang Chen did not drink it directly, but took out a cup and poured a cup for Voldemort first.

Voldemort's injuries were not light, especially his soul.

Even now, Zhang Chen can still see Voldemort twitching from time to time. It is obvious that the control of the soul over the body has been further reduced.

"Here, this is what I brewed myself. It's good for healing." Zhang Chen handed it to Voldemort.

Voldemort took it without saying a word, and then drank it all.

There was no other way if he didn't drink it directly. Voldemort was shaking all over like he had Parkinson's disease. If he stayed for a while, he might spill it all.

After drinking it, the spirit wine took effect instantly. Voldemort's face flashed a blush and then he fell to the ground.

Zhang Chen saw Voldemort drink it and didn't care about him anymore. He took the gourd and drank a mouthful of wine, and began to concentrate on meditation and cultivation.

Although there are dangers everywhere here, as Zhang Chen said before, the spiritual energy here is extremely rich, and Zhang Chen has spirit wine to heal his injuries, so his injuries are getting better quickly, but this is only the physical injuries that are starting to get better. Zhang Chen's soul is not doing anything yet.

The time of cultivation always passes quickly. When Zhang Chen opened his eyes again, Zhang Chen estimated that nearly a week had passed.

Zhang Chen stood up and looked around. He found that because the golden sphere had shrunk both Zhang Chen and Zhang Chen, they were not discovered by other creatures.

At this time, Zhang Chen turned his head and looked at Voldemort.

Voldemort should have woken up a long time ago and had been meditating since he woke up.

After a careful observation, Zhang Chen found that although Voldemort's soul had not been fully restored, the degree of fit with the body had returned to the previous state.

Seeing that Voldemort was not in a serious condition and there was no threat around, Zhang Chen felt relieved.

Entering the state of cultivation again, Zhang Chen's body had recovered a little before. Although Zhang Chen could not fully recover from the injury in such a short time, it did not affect his actions.

The top priority now is to solve the injury on the soul.

People who practice Taoism practice the truth of heaven and earth. These truths will not be reflected in the body, but directly in the soul.

So no matter who is practicing Taoism, they value their souls.

Zhang Chen didn't care about the soul before, but this time the soul was injured, which made Zhang Chen really know the importance of the soul.

When Zhang Chen was healing before, he found that because of the damage to his soul, his efficiency dropped by nearly one third.

You know, this is a very scary number, because Zhang Chen's soul was just a little sluggish because of the previous impact, but the healing efficiency was reduced by one third.

"It seems that I need to practice more soul power in Xuanyuan Sword this time."

Zhang Chen thought of this and directly controlled his soul to enter Xuanyuan Sword.

There was no difference in Xuanyuan Sword from before, and it was still the same scene. Although Xuanyuan Sword had just experienced a big battle, it was obvious that the previous battle and the final explosion impact did not have any effect on Xuanyuan Sword.

As soon as Zhang Chen's soul came in, it began to absorb the surrounding golden mist autonomously.

At the same time, Zhang Chen could also feel that his soul was slowly getting better.

Seeing that he didn't need to actively practice his soul to start repairing automatically, Zhang Chen was also happy to be free. Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Chen wanted to see if he could enter the palace in Xuanyuan Sword.

In fact, Zhang Chen wanted to enter this palace a long time ago.

However, there were eleven chains locked on it at that time, leaving only a gap less than the thickness of a toothpick. Not to mention entering, Zhang Chen could not see anything inside even if he put his face against the door.

However, Zhang Chen got another world origin in the world of Harry Potter, which changed the original eleven chains to ten, which opened a gap in the door of the palace. Although the gap was still small, only about the size of a thumb, it should be possible to see something inside.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen walked to the door of the palace, but at this time Zhang Chen remembered one thing.

In order to see inside, not only must there be a gap in the door of the palace, but also the golden mist must dissipate. However, the golden mist originally came out of the palace. If Zhang Chen wanted to see what was inside, he could only absorb all the golden mist outside the palace first.

However, Zhang Chen, who was unwilling to give up, still tried to take a look inside the palace, and found that he could not see anything except a golden piece.

"Sure enough, there is no laziness or shortcuts in cultivation."

Zhang Chen's golden soul sighed, and immediately sat in meditation to start practicing.

As Zhang Chen began to practice, the golden mist around him began to move closer to Zhang Chen's soul. Soon, a vortex that absorbed the golden mist slowly appeared beside Zhang Chen. However, because Zhang Chen's golden soul could not accommodate so much golden mist, the vortex's rotation speed was not fast.

One hour, two hours, and soon half a day passed.

When Zhang Chen felt that he could no longer absorb the golden mist around him, he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Chen's golden soul became more concentrated again. Although it was still light gold, the color was darker than before.

Naturally, the place injured by the explosion had also been completely repaired.

After checking the changes in the soul, Zhang Chen stood up and looked at the palace gate.

At this moment, the palace gate was still slowly emitting golden mist, but the golden mist was very light, so light that it did not affect the sight.

"Just right, let me see what's inside this palace!" Zhang Chen said as he walked towards the palace gate step by step, and then like a peeping Tom, he put his face against the crack of the door and looked inside the palace.

Zhang Chen was stunned at the first sight.

"This... what's inside..."

Zhang Chen's eyes revealed a look of horror.