He imrsed himself entirely into a state of self-protective cultivation.
For ordinary cultivators, although this Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror is rare and precious, it is rely an ordinary treasure at most.
But at this mont, where are Zheng Yi and the others?
They are in the primordial place where the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, born from endless belief, converges.
As the Master of Origin and an existence above the Incense Fire Dharma Realm’s will, Zheng Yi turns himself into the Heavenly Dao of the Dharma Realm, mobilizing the endless belief of the people within the Fengdu Territory.
Like a tiny origin singularity compressed to the extre, encountering shapeless energy that can undergo fission, it imdiately triggers a chain reaction.
The Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror entered his origin Sea of Consciousness, bringing a terrifying impact that far exceeded his own Divine Soul Power, causing mysterious rule vibrations within his body.
Even cultivators with a great Divine Soul cannot withstand the influence and aftermath brought by this degree of Divine Soul impact.
After all, within the sea of consciousness, even if suppressed by the Purple Mansion, it is the source of the soul, the most fragile and sensitive area of a cultivator’s body.
Touch one thread and the whole body is affected.
Any slight oversight could lead to the downfall of the path to ruin.
But fortunately, Zheng Yi is within his Dharma Realm, and the entire Incense Fire Dharma Realm is like a giant womb, with a continuous input of nutrients.
In this place, Zheng Yi is like a swaddled infant within the womb.
Even if the sea of consciousness overturns, splitting into countless parts, it will be continuously nourished by mysterious belief, restored, always maintaining a thread of balance.
And he, in a state of entering the Dao for self-protection, experiences a silent transformation in his sea of consciousness.
The Super Brain Main God, leveraging the power of the entire Dharma Realm, analyzes countless variables, eventually rging all variations into one unified torrent.
Like countless streams converging and finally rushing into the sea.
This sea is the Sea of Consciousness.
...
Rumble!
In the sky of the Sea of Consciousness, a vast energy like a cyan cloud covers the sky, with the Purple Mansion standing above infinite void, suppressing the entire origin of consciousness.
Beneath, the turbulent Divine Soul Power surges, with waves of giant waves stacking upon each other, rushing higher and higher, under the impact of invisible mysterious energy, constantly charging towards the sky, ultimately boiling over.
Deep within the ocean of consciousness, when the massive cyan energy boiled to its peak, the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror slowly descended, ultimately hanging low like the setting sun, gradually rging into the Purple Mansion.
The powerful Fallen Soul Divine Light, carrying Chaos Qi, gradually entered the interior of the Purple Mansion.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Like the morning bell and evening drum, ringing the first long sound.
Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, the turbulent cyan waves directly cald down, and terrifying energy waves lifted thousand-foot waves.
Suddenly, in the void belonging to so sort of balance, the vibrating space silently diffused a mysterious ripple, bringing about a flowing glow, which at this mont, all halted.
A strange sound echoed in the heavens and earth, and as the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror rged within the Purple Mansion, the originally towering Purple Mansion seed to receive even greater energy supplentation and support, quickly increasing in height at a visible speed.
As if growing into a towering giant tower, more like a towering tree supporting the ocean of consciousness.
Originally a three-layer tower, representing Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Origin.
At this mont, it was clearly seen, layer after layer of towers rapidly took shape, within the eternal purple gleam, with the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror floating up and down, continuing to build three layers, instantly becoming a six-layer tower, with its height imdiately more than doubled.
In an instant, the more towering, more upright Purple Mansion beca the center of this space.
The vibrating Divine Soul Power, strengthened by the cyan gleam, beca more solid and powerful.
And in sight, long giant energy tentacles constructed from cyan energy suddenly spread across the sky and earth, naturally evolving from the Divine Soul Power, shooting out towards all directions.
If this were to occur externally, it would certainly appear as a world-destroying scene.
But within the ocean of consciousness, it is the radical shift of one’s self-consciousness.
One thought births all things, one thought drops heaven and earth.
One thought clears the jade universe, one thought severs the soul in chaos.
Like a terrifying world-ending beast descending, bringing boundless destruction aura, the Divine Soul Power rapidly evolving into an octopus-like scene due to chaotic expansion, seemingly dragging everything into the abyss, intending to completely destroy the entire space.
Giant cyan tentacles continuously stretch and strike, stirring up storm clouds, tearing the sky and earth into massive cracks.
The surging storm rapidly impacts outward once more, with the chaotic surrounding space visibly beginning to dilute, gradually revealing more distant ranges.
The Sea of Consciousness space, amidst difficulty and stability, expands outward with evolution.
Huge cyan tentacles erge one after another, extending outward from the center of the Purple Mansion, the cyan gleam amplifying as though opening massive tentacles, like a frenziedly flailing octopus, ravaging the entire space.
While ripping open a larger sea of consciousness space, under the surging cyan energy blessing, the Purple Mansion above the sea rapidly expands, sprawling towards the higher void.
Simultaneously corresponding, mutually overlapping growth, the Divine Soul Power within the Purple Mansion extends more giant tentacles, continuously spreading towards the surrounding space, seemingly intending to fill the entire illusory world of consciousness completely.
The heaven and earth of the Sea of Consciousness ceaselessly heal, ceaselessly reshape.
Under the raging powerful cyan energy condensed by the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror, it rapidly expanded towards an uncontrollable direction.
And Zheng Yi’s body just floats and sinks amidst a vast glaring white light, within the void chaos.
Around him, the Little Five Elents Yin Yang Dao Embryo automatically operates.
Yin Yang Qi automatically generates, revolves around the limbs and bones, the Five Elents Particle Storm fills his surroundings, forming so peculiar zone.
And he himself remains tightly shut-eyed, as though imrsed in so kind of unaware and uninford state.
No one knows, at this mont, within his ocean of consciousness, mysterious scenes akin to the creation of heaven and earth, the reenactnt of chaos, occur.
Chaos evolves endlessly, ti and space unify into a torrent.
At this mont, ti within this Incense Realm of Illusion world appears frozen.
Every change external cannot reflect upon this place, more like trapped within a suspended state of ti and space.
Only Zheng Yi’s consciousness space, due to constant expansion, avoids descending, allowing perception of ti’s flow speed.
One day, two days, three days...
Ten days, twenty days, thirty days...
Two months, four months, six months...
Zheng Yi’s consciousness rests in an imnsely profound state, seemingly in chaos, lost in the Dao, receiving Divine Soul amplification akin to having enlightennt poured in.
But on the other hand, he is able to distinctly sense the passing of ti.
Though within this passage, no loneliness of space, nor any human emotions interfere, akin to lofty chanical operation or perhaps callousness of Dao from another dinsion.
Witnessing clouds rise, all are clouds.
If an accurate word is needed.
Then, it is indeed these four characters, Supre Forgetting Emotions.
Viewing all things as gray dogs, infinity transforms into Tai Chi.
...
While Zheng Yi indulges in this state, his consciousness thoroughly integrates with the ethereal Dharma Realm.
Like incarnating as the Heavenly Dao, rging into the Purple Mansion high within the Sea of Consciousness, gradually fusing with the Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror continually surrounded by Fallen Soul Divine Light, indulging in such a state.
Suddenly externally, his body slightly shifts an eyelash.
The powerful feedback of rules power, originating from the ultimate result incessantly operated and calculated by the Super Brain Main God, eventually feeds back to Zheng Yi’s body.
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