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Zhuo Yifan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he nodded repeatedly. It seemed that An Yan had really discovered something extraordinary.

His treasure map is really priceless, but unfortunately he has no blessing to enjoy it.

In fact, even if he was allowed to find this place, he would probably die.

Without the heart of a devil, without the power of the soul, it is simply impossible to move an inch in this land.

This also explained why Patriarch Qianji was able to come and go freely in the eight secret realms.

Because the ancestor Qianji also has the heart of a devil.

Although it is not known whether his devil heart is an innate source treasure, it is undeniable that it is absolutely extremely powerful.

Powerful enough to allow him to shuttle through the secret realm, coming and going without hindrance.

In that case, isn't the treasure in this secret realm almost discovered by this old bastard?

Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan felt an urgency to urinate that his treasure had been stolen.

He directly ignored that he was also an outsider.

"You can hone your physical bodies here. This is a rare opportunity." Zhuo Yifan urged his disciples, and at the same time, he spared no effort to draw a magic circle for them.

Although this magic circle is still a method in the cultivation world, Zhuo Yifan was ingenious and added his own understanding of the rules of the Yuanzu's heaven and earth into it.

Although his comprehension is very low, and he can only simulate a few simple regular threads, but joining the magic circle will directly change the quality of the magic circle.

Strictly speaking, a magic circle with a trace of original rules is no longer a magic circle. It can echo the rules of this world and draw blessings from mysterious power.

Zhuo Yifan was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

He didn't expect that after the magic circle was in operation, the source power in the void could be directly integrated into it.

This greatly reduced Zhuo Yifan's consumption. When the magic circle was fully operational, it was like a machine starting up, completely forming a perfect self-circulation, and there was no need for Zhuo Yifan to continue to output the incomparably precious spiritual power.

Zhuo Yifan seemed to have realized something, and became more interested in the Yuanzu rules.

At the same time, he discovered that the rules of heaven and earth he had comprehended on the Three Immortals were probably extremely mature rules of origin.

Because relatively speaking, the rules here are not at the same level at all, and are much simpler.

This huge stone gate cannot be pushed open by strength alone, because there are several imprints engraved on it. Although simple, they contain the truth of the great way, which are just magical regular threads.

This kind of thread of rules is extremely complicated in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if you feel it, if you dare to try to understand it, you will definitely suffer a strong backlash.

Only the ancient races with the heart of the devil can use this to communicate, even like Zhuo Yifan, who directly visualized with the power of the mind, seeing the rules of silk threads as real.

The hugeness of this castle is really shocking, even if Tuoba Kuangye and the others come in, they are as insignificant as a child.

With Zhuo Yifan's instruction, even Liu Meng and Shen Jiayi started to practice.

Who needs such a huge residence?

Are the ancient source race really a race of gods?

Zhuo Yifan was full of doubts. The power of his mind imitated the regular thread on the giant gate, and the devil's heart kept adjusting his breath. Soon, he was like an extension of the gate. The two breaths were one, like a whole.

Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly, and under everyone's surprised eyes, he went straight through the stone gate.

After Zhuo Yifan's body merged into the gate, he soon felt like a child returning to his mother's arms, feeling very comfortable and natural.

A voice seemed to be calling him to stay forever and become one.

But Zhuo Yifan smiled coldly, ripples swirled in his eyes, and powerful spiritual power projected out.

The void in front of him suddenly burst, like a thin film being forcibly torn, and Zhuo Yifan stepped out of the gap in one step.

"Hmph, it's ridiculously naive to want to deal with me just because of low-level mind control." Zhuo Yifan looked at the huge stone gate with disdain.

On the stone gate, the quaint patterns twisted for a while, like tadpoles swimming one by one, as if the whole pond came to life, and soon gathered together to form a fuzzy human head.

The head squirmed, and a spiritual thought came over: "Who... are you? Why are you so powerful? My spiritual temptation can't confuse you. This is absolutely impossible? Are you not a human race?"

Zhuo Yifan took the time to look at the rock-like abstract face, and said with a smile, "You can try again."

"Ah you... you lied to me."

The man's face twisted for a while, and he roared angrily: "Who the hell are you, and why can you swallow my power of faith? You... are you a devil?"

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, a little dumbfounded: "I really don't know which ancient source clan who created you back then was a fool or a child, and he was so mentally retarded."

The face of that person changed for a while, and he seemed a little flustered. In his eyes, Zhuo Yifan was no longer food, but him, as if he had become Zhuo Yifan's food.

So looking at Zhuo Yifan, he panicked.

It was the first time he had heard of a human being who could devour the power of the mind.

"You use this low-level spiritual power to lure adventurers to come to explore, but you absorb their soul consciousness to grow. Over the years, there must be quite a few adventurers who have died in your hands!"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him coldly and said.

As early as when he landed, he felt the existence of this spirit body, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time.

Zhuo Yifan was not afraid of his attack, but this castle was a bit weird, and this spirit body could instantly enter some dangerous areas. In those areas, Zhuo Yifan's demon heart kept warning, which was obviously very scary.

So Zhuo Yifan first pretended not to notice, and arranged for everyone to practice on the spot, and then used his body as bait, finally attracting the spirit body to be unable to bear it.

And Zhuo Yifan had already cut off his escape route without making a sound.

Zhuo Yifan's spiritual cultivation was much higher than that of this spirit body, and the source clan's trap he had arranged could not be broken by the opponent at all.

The spirit body was also aware of its situation, which was why it was so panic-stricken.

"Tell me about your origin. Don't try to get away with it. You should know that the power of our hearts is now connected. I know if you have any mood swings or lied."

Zhuo Yifan looked at the big face on the stone gate with great interest.

"Will you let me go as long as I say so?"

"Yo, do you know how to bargain? It depends on whether what you say is of any value." The initiative is in his own hands, and Zhuo Yifan naturally smiles very happily.

"What do you want to know?" The rock's face protruded, like a stone statue, and said bluntly: "I don't know much, and the secrets about the true god cannot be told."

Zhuo Yifan said disapprovingly: "Let's talk about your origin first. Who is your master? Where did you come from? Why did you end up in such a mess?"

"I've been here since I can remember. How can I know my origin?" The stone statue said aggrievedly: "At first I was just a hazy consciousness, and I don't know how many years it took me to become independent. So I don't understand your question at all. Can't answer."

Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "Then what do you know?"

"I only know that there are many powerful beings in this space, and I must stay away from them." The stone statue showed a terrified expression.