Chapter 65 The Power of Origin

His spirit seemed to have flew away from his body, and he came to the void inexplicably.

He seemed to have experienced this situation once before, and in the Ghost Crying Ridge, he seemed to have had such a moment of experience.

However, the feeling at that time could not be compared with the present.

He looked down and his body maintained a pose of looking upward. This position was not surprising, but there was no emotion in those eyes. What he had was a heart-wrenching hollow.

He Yiming shivered and then realized that this action could not be done at all.

He finally realized that he seemed to have really left his body.

A stream of suction came from above his head inexplicably. He Yiming looked in horror. There were magical lights flashing in the clear sky as water. At this moment, his eyes were actually as terrifying as hell, which made him feel deeply afraid from the bottom of his heart.

This suction force emanates from this sky.

At this moment, He Yiming suddenly became a little clear.

It is this sky that is the culprit who sucks him out. And it is still maintaining this suction force at this moment to completely suck him into it.

He Yiming was frightened. He tried every means to sink and he wanted to return to his body. However, he found that all his efforts seemed to be futile.

No matter how hard he struggled, he was shrouded in this mysterious suction force. Although he did not continue to rise, he could not go down and hung in the air without going up or down.

Suddenly, the light above his head was bright, and strange and somewhat familiar scenes suddenly appeared in front of him.

An empty scene. There, everything is empty, except for emptiness, and he himself actually felt that everything is empty.

A little light appeared in the air, as if it was the first ray of light rising from the rising sun, which was born from this endless "empty".

After it suddenly lit up, it suddenly dimmed, and the whole world once again entered the boundless darkness.

It seems that every time it disappears, it appears, is a cycle of reincarnation. Every time it goes through reincarnation, the power of light becomes greater and greater, and finally defeats the night, and suddenly shines brightly, covering everything.

He Yiming's spirit was shaken violently, and he clearly remembered this scene.

This scene has long been deeply imprinted in his soul and it is impossible to forget it no matter what.

Then, he saw the wind, flowers, snow, moon, water, fire, earth, wood, gold, and the frozen world that seemed to be covered with silver armor. He also saw the silver snake dancing, as if it was the world of thunder and lightning in the end of the world.

Finally, when a lightning struck him, He Yiming saw a light that suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is the most primitive light, and what it contains is the original power of its originality.

At this moment, he was stunned, completely stunned.

He had lost the ability to think and resist because he had already understood what was in this sky.

His soul seemed to be rising, and he was about to sink into the huge sky.

However, at this moment, a violent and powerful light suddenly burst out from his body's dantian in that chaotic world.

His body seemed to have become a huge luminous body, like a sun, constantly emitting his own light and heat towards the outside world.

An unparalleled suction force pulled He Yiming's soul. After a slight pause, he immediately pulled his soul into his body with lightning speed.

He Yiming's body trembled. He hung his head in horror, and never dared to look at the magical sky above his head again.

His body was completely wet with cold sweat, and his breathing was rapid and heavy. If someone saw his embarrassed look at this moment, he would definitely not believe that this was a respectable venerable.

Slowly, He Yiming calmed down, but his whole body and mind were addicted to a state of extreme excitement.

What was above this head turned out to be the adventure at the bottom of the lake that changed his life.

He never knew what it was, but after having experienced all this over the past few years and after experiencing all this again, he vaguely understood.

This is the origin of power.

The power of the origin of all powers.

Life and death, light and darkness, the power of the five elements, and all the power of existence in the world.

Their original power, or the original power of this world, is something hidden in this sky.

He Yiming took a breath in a divine manner, and a hint of clarity appeared in his eyes.

This original power should never appear under the Shinto. Perhaps, only after being promoted to Shinto can one be exposed to such things involving the original power.

However, for some reason, a little power of the world appeared at the bottom of the lake in Hejiazhuang that night. What's even more surprising is that I was attracted by this power of the origin just like today, so I walked over step by step and received this trace of power of the origin into my body.

At this point, he also understood why the dantian in his body was so strange, as if he could absorb all power and release any power.

Even the power left by people in the former Shinto can be preserved and grown in the Chaos Dantian.

After all this, after today's scene, it has a perfect explanation.

Because his dantian is already the original power of a small world, although this power is very weak and cannot compete with the entire world at all. But as a human dantian, it is more than enough.

Similarly, he also understood why he could achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing the exercises.

He can practice both the five elements and practice other types of exercises because his dantian is composed of the original power of this world.

Since he has the magical dantian, what power does he have that cannot control?

After understanding this, his heart slowly calmed down, and the magical power above his head seemed not so terrifying.

Slowly, He Yiming raised his head again, but this time, there was no confusion or fear in his eyes. He quietly looked at everything above his head, as if he was looking at it with an equal or even a peering gaze.

The original power above the head may be something that people in Shinto touch and study. It has a fatal attraction and temptation to any master below those in Shinto.

It is precisely because of this thing that the old venerables and the holy beasts with the bloodline of the divine beasts approached here regardless of everything.

Because with their cultivation level, they can vaguely sense the existence of this thing.

Once you sense the existence of this thing, you will be affected by it and rush over.

Just like myself who was at the bottom of the lake, just like myself who entered the realm of life and death today.

His eyes swept over the corpses of the venerables and holy beasts, and saw the same posture they had retained, and he vaguely understood that the souls of these human and beasts were all attracted by this thing.

Just like the bloody formation under the central plain, their existence seems to target the human soul

And only those in the Shinto in the past will have knowledge.

A hint of relief appeared on his face. Fortunately, there was a little power of origin in his body. Although his power could not be compared with this terrifying behemoth above his head, there was no problem in saving his life.

The light curtain above the head suddenly changed strangely.

Although this light screen is mysterious and unpredictable, as if it is ever-changing and all kinds of changes are all the secrets. But at this moment, this change is definitely alternative and strange.

The endless light actually surged towards He Yiming's head, and soon formed an extremely huge human face.

After seeing this scene, He Yiming was stunned and knew that this could never be a form of the original power, but it must be the information left by people in the previous generation of Shinto.

A light shone down from the eyebrows of the human face, and its target was actually the place between He Yiming's eyebrows.

He Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and he raised his hand and blocked the light on his arm. However, something that made him feel incredible happened.

The light actually ignored the blockade of his arm, as if his arm did not exist, and then passed through his arm and came to the center of his eyebrows.

The speed of the light was extremely fast. When He Yiming found that his arms could not be stopped, he had no time to make other remedies, and even he could not dodge.

The middle part of his eyebrows became slightly warm, and He Yiming immediately felt something seemed to have entered his mind.

This is a passage, a narrative.

Although He Yiming has a certain impression of this language, he is not yet proficient enough to understand it.

However, this time he didn't need to translate at all, because he had inexplicably understood the meaning.

This seems to be a kind of spiritual communication, and as long as two creatures with wisdom are two people with wisdom, they can communicate in this way.

There are no linguistic obstacles. As long as you have spiritual power, you can understand what the other party wants to express and convey your own meaning to the other party's mind.

This novel way of communication immediately made He Yiming very interesting, but the only regret is that with his current strength, he has not even mastered his ideas, let alone conducting this magical way to communicate with people.

He let out a deep breath and silently endured the message conveyed by this light.

Finally, when the light completely disappeared, the faces in the sky completely dissipated, and the whole sky returned to normal again, and became a wonderful scene like wind and water again.
Chapter completed!