Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1164: Failed to seize the body, a blessing in disguise (Please subscribe, please bookmark)
As the battle between the two sides intensified, Sun Mingsheng's understanding of the various mysteries in his sea of ​​consciousness was also advancing by leaps and bounds.

The area of ​​the sea of ​​consciousness is not large, but every existence has its special function. As the owner of this place, Sun Mingsheng is also in a position of natural advantage.

The white mist originally located on the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness seemed light and ordinary, but it was naturally able to isolate some natural shocks that it could withstand.

"when"

It was like two pieces of extremely hard steel colliding with each other. When the two weapons fell on the white mist, a series of crisp sounds were heard.

Moreover, under the erosion of the white mist, the huge word "狱" quickly became weak and empty, and this kind of attack disappeared into thin air.

At this time, the remnant soul's face quickly turned pale. Obviously, using his remaining soul power to control this brush-shaped fake magic treasure that could be deployed in the sea of ​​consciousness was also a heavy burden that should not be underestimated.

"Waves of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Go"

The little man in the sea of ​​consciousness leaped up, and in the flat and empty sea of ​​consciousness under his feet, waves of ripples began to rise, carrying a force stronger than the last, and rushed straight towards the remnant soul.

As the master of the sea of ​​consciousness, he has an absolute advantage when the gap in strength between the two sides is not too obvious. As time goes by, the threat posed by the residual soul's attack has gradually disappeared.

This offensive force and means generated by the characteristics of the sea of ​​consciousness itself is a genuine positive force and open strategy, and its area is vast, almost encompassing the entire brain area.

"Danglang"

Under the impact of the waves in the sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul was almost unable to block it effectively, and the remnant soul itself only had time to use the brush to block it to a certain extent.

When the two collided with each other, under the impact of absolute power, the already pale face of the remnant soul became even more bloodless, as if it could collapse at any time.

Sun Mingsheng has abundant combat experience and his combat acumen is second to none, so he naturally cannot let go of such a good opportunity.

The small figure used the power of the folds to arrive first after starting later, and landed steadily and accurately on the place where the remnant soul fell. Its bloody mouth opened wide, and it quickly swallowed the soul power from the remnant soul into its stomach.

The remnant soul was already on the verge of extinction, and now it suffered a series of heavy blows, and its soul was in an even more precarious situation.

"So this is the special feeling and taste of devouring other people's consciousness. The consciousness seems extremely clear and refreshing, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves."

Every time after completing the swallowing of a fragment of spiritual consciousness, Sun Mingsheng could sense a fleeting electric current in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the entire small sea of ​​consciousness was in an abnormal state of growth.

On the surface, spiritual consciousness and magic power are two completely different powers belonging to cultivators, but in reality, the two complement each other.

As the spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to grow stronger, Sun Mingsheng's Dantian Yuanying, who was originally in pain, was also in an inexplicably comfortable state.

Around him, dense spiritual energy formed a small vortex, rushing into the cultivator's body and dantian from countless pores. In short, it was also in a state of synchronous growth, which was a very rare state of cultivation. "You are just a remnant soul, but you still refuse to give up. With your incomplete consciousness, even if you swallow my consciousness by chance, what can you do?"

"Let alone achieving divine enlightenment in the future and embarking on the path again, I am afraid that even the control of the physical body is still an unknown."

"The most likely scenario is that the only possible outcome is to become a real living dead."

As time passed, Sun Mingsheng had a deeper understanding of the remnant soul in front of him. The remaining soul power in it was indeed only the last bit of essence left.

"It's a pity that I have never figured out the last bit of luck in my heart. This is my fate. Whatever, whatever."

"Don't worry, after you devour my remaining soul, I can also help you advance to the sixth level of Nascent Soul, which will be the last bit of your guilt."

When a dying man is about to die, his words are good. Now that things have come to this, the remnant soul has indeed lost the last bit of hope, and it has chosen to give up without hesitation.

Sun Mingsheng was unable to make an effective judgment about the truth and falsehood, but he learned from his failures and became quite decisive after experiencing the lesson from this incident.

There was no mercy at all for the sadness in the remnant soul's mouth. The little figure in the sea of ​​consciousness was quite decisive. He opened his mouth and spewed out streams of red three-dimensional true fire, which turned into strands of ropes and roasted the remnant soul's remaining soul power in the hottest way.

The whole process is equivalent to a process of eliminating the dross and retaining the essence. With Sun Mingsheng's cautious character, he naturally would not leave any trace of trouble.

The remnant soul seemed to have completely given up resistance. Facing the attack from the Three True Fires, there was not a single sound from beginning to end. Only after the last bit of impurities and consciousness dissipated did Sun Mingsheng swallow it into his stomach in one gulp.

"buzz"

This last breath of spiritual consciousness seemed to have become the last straw that broke the camel's back. The tiny body of the little man in the sea of ​​consciousness, which was already at the critical point, continued to grow.

As the last bit of power of the remnant soul disappeared, Sun Mingsheng successfully regained control of his physical body. Under the control of the little man in his sea of ​​consciousness, the Nascent Soul in his Dantian suddenly opened his eyes and shot out dazzling rays of light. Then, a strong attraction came around him, and spiritual power as thick as arms swirled around him wildly and entered the cultivator's body and Nascent Soul.

Sun Mingsheng had only been promoted to the fifth level of the Nascent Soul not long ago. Although he had been quite diligent in his cultivation over the years, under normal circumstances, he was still a long way from the sixth level of the Nascent Soul. It would take at least fifty years of hard practice before he could reach the threshold of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul. As for achieving a smooth advancement in his cultivation, it was still a distant unknown.

But everything in the world is so wonderful. The goal that seemed unattainable was successfully solved by chance and coincidence, and one's strength was also improved by leaps and bounds.

The little man in the sea of ​​consciousness and the Nascent Soul in the Dantian should be on the same level, complementing and assisting each other, and now they are effectively feeding back to each other.

The original relative balance was broken in an instant. After getting the assistance of the little man in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Nascent Soul in the Dantian was efficiently replenished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)