With his head shattered, perhaps in the system's judgment, Fang Fan had lost his threat, so the system went offline.

When Chen Qian regained control of his body, the first thing he faced was the impending self-destruction of his own body.

boom!

Shen Qian's expression changed. He had just tried to mobilize the Yuan energy in his body to resist, but when he exerted his strength, he found that his body was completely empty. Not to mention Yuan energy, he even had difficulty moving a single finger.

After dispelling the "Ten Directions Creation Body" form, Shen Qian instantly transformed into a hollowed-out shell.

"puff!"

As blood spurted out, Shen Qian was thrown into the air by the terrifying blast wave. After flying uncontrollably for a thousand meters, he crashed to the ground like a tattered rag doll.

Boom!

After luckily avoiding several spatial rifts, Chen Qian crashed into the ground, creating a large crater and kicking up dust.

Everything fell silent.

In this desolate and dilapidated space, not even a whisper of wind could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, the soil stirred, and then a finger poked out. Amidst a grimacing sound, Shenqian slowly crawled out of the pit, lay on his back, and gasped for breath.

The dizziness was coming in waves, and it was no longer a problem of the spiritual core drying up, but rather that the originally large spiritual core had shrunk completely.

At this moment, looking inward, the core of one's spirit is like a wilted peach, dull and lifeless.

As for the body before it sank, it could only be described as shattered.

If viewed from above at this moment, Chen Qian would resemble a shattered piece of porcelain, with thin red lines crisscrossing his entire body, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

"His body was overworked and basically ruined..."

After briefly examining the body's condition, Chen Qian gasped again.

Needless to say, most of his meridians were shattered. Even if his cultivation level didn't drop, the flow of his Yuan energy would inevitably be hindered.

These are no longer the most serious problems at hand.

In his subtle perception before sinking, he sensed that his life force was slowly and steadily slipping away, meaning that he was already, in a sense, a dying man if he could not quickly find a way to save himself.

He crushed Fang Fan, who possessed the combined talents and abilities of nine people, but the price he paid before sinking was considerable.

The so-called "Supreme Perfection Ten Directions Creation Body" is characterized by its continuous life force, much like a perpetual motion machine. However, the most terrifying aspect of this forbidden body is that it becomes stronger when faced with a stronger opponent, with no upper limit.

But clearly, the more energy one overdraws before sinking, the greater the price one will pay.

With his true martial arts level of seventh stage, he suppressed a powerhouse whose combat strength was comparable to the eighth level of the Mountain and Sea Realm. The backlash he suffered before sinking was exceptionally great. If it weren't for his relatively strong foundation, he would probably have died on the spot. No wonder the system wanted to finish the battle quickly.

Life...life...

Shen Qian's almost sluggish mind kept repeating those two words. After a while, he finally remembered something, used his remaining strength to open the spatial ring, and shakily took out a thermal box from it.

The day before the battle of the Nine Heavens, his eighth senior sister, who shared a room with him, got up early and specially cooked a large box of peach porridge for him.

If there's any way to quickly restore life, this is the only thing we can hope for.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

During the process of forcing Shen Qian to drink porridge, three of his fingers broke off, and a small portion of the flesh on his throat was torn away, revealing the bare white bone.

But in the end, he still drank the porridge.

Buzz!

A powerful life force emanated from Shen Qian's body, quickly warming his limbs and bones, allowing him to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

But soon, Shen Qian frowned again.

He discovered that his life force was still waning, but the rate of loss was greatly slowed down by the replenishment of the peach flesh.

But... it is still slipping away.

In other words, the rate at which peach flesh replenishes vitality cannot keep up with the rate at which it is lost.

"Fortunately, we've bought some time. Once we get out of here, we should be able to find a way to be rescued."

Before sinking, he tried to move, and finally managed to stand up.

His only hope at this moment was to escape this broken space as soon as possible and return to China. Surely so many kings and nobles wouldn't just stand by and watch him die?

However, as soon as Shen Qian stood up, his expression changed instantly, and he became wary.

In the air ahead, a faint, ethereal figure floated, its somewhat unreal eyes gazing at him with a complex expression.

When Shen Qian realized that the afterimage seemed to be just a manifestation of some kind of thought and posed no real threat, he was relieved.

After staring at the unfamiliar, illusory figure for a few seconds, Shen Qian seemed to realize something and tentatively asked, "Number 56?"

"It's me."

Number 56 nodded, his voice slightly hollow as he said, "You really are lucky; even this couldn't completely extinguish your life force."

"So you really did possess Fang Fan's consciousness?"

Before sinking, he glanced at number 56 a few more times, confirming that it did not match any of the faces in his memory, before asking.

"This isn't called 'body possession,' it's just a sharing of consciousness. Otherwise, how could we have fooled those kings and nobles?"

Number 56 shook his head and said, "There is no such thing as possession in this world. Even if there are strong people who can invade other people's consciousness, it is impossible for them to completely take over the other person's body and control it as if it were their own arm."

"Why is it impossible?" Shen Qian's expression suddenly changed.

Number 56 gave Shen Qian a strange look, seemingly not understanding why the other party was reacting so strongly, but he still patiently explained.

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