Volume 2, Chapter 296: Black Immortal Ring
If we have to prioritize light and darkness, Ye Tingmu would choose light. Light illuminates everything, while darkness submerges everything.
Of course, this shouldn't matter much.
Looking at the small ball representing light, he moved.
Take the spiritual energy from the surroundings and enter the body to attach to the soul.
With the influx of spiritual energy around his body, the fairy ring soon became afraid of its shape and exerted a little force.
A scorching white light appeared behind Ye Tingmu.
At this moment, all ten immortal rings were opened.
The dazzling white light obscured the brilliance of the other nine-colored fairy rings, causing the horror in everyone's eyes to be quietly hidden.
They have seen broken rings, and they have also seen immortal rings being rebuilt.
However, they had never seen the Ten Immortal Rings reunited in such a short time after the rings were broken.
Not to mention seeing it, it was also unheard of, and the ten rings and ten colors were also the first time I saw them.
"What a pervert."
"I've been numb for a long time."
"It feels like all this is an illusion, but he's Zang, so it's not that hard to understand."
They were talking in low voices and chatting with each other.
Looking at the ten-colored fairy ring, besides shock, there was actually another emotion in his eyes, whether it was appreciation or worship, it was unknown.
The faces of several emperors looked somewhat ugly.
But the visual impact before them made it impossible for them not to believe it.
But it's not over yet.
Ye Tingmu, who had condensed the Ten Immortal Rings, was now condensing the eleventh ring, which was also the final ring.
However, the vortex of spiritual energy that had condensed around him had already been exhausted.
But the Eleven Immortal Rings remained motionless.
Ye Tingmu frowned slightly. He knew in his heart that it was not impossible for this circle to be completed.
But the energy required to complete this loop is extremely huge.
He used the Enlightenment Technique to deduce that if the eleventh ring wanted to be born on the dark attribute, the energy required would be a hundred times the total of the first ten rings.
This is an extremely exaggerated number.
But Ye Tingmu was not too worried.
Because he was well prepared, although this situation was unexpected, it was controllable.
Even though the spiritual energy value of 100 times is huge, with an entire spiritual mine plus the spiritual veins underneath it, there is no reason why it is not enough.
The attribute of darkness has the ability to partially devour.
He began to absorb the power of the spirit stone on the spirit peak, "Come on, give me a hand."
As the power of his Dantian began to flow again.
On the spiritual peak, countless spiritual stones vie to shine brightly, and streams of spiritual energy directly condense into shape and swarm towards Ye Tingmu in mid-air.
The spiritual energy was intricate at the beginning, but later on, it grew bigger and bigger, and looked denser and denser.
Finally, they converged together to form a huge beam of energy.
The azure beam of light was dazzling and eye-catching, rushing straight towards Ye Tingmu, enveloping him in a world of spiritual energy.
Baili Mu and others were puzzled by this scene.
"What on earth are you going to do, Junior Brother?"
"I don't know why he needs such a huge source of spiritual energy."
"I don't know why he did this. I only know that if he continues like this, Broken Sword Mountain will probably go bankrupt."
At this time, Luosha and others were also confused, and the soldiers of the Thousand Character Camp were dumbfounded.
This is the first time I have seen someone absorbing spiritual energy so crazily, and this person has not yet entered the celestial realm.
As we all know, the amount of spiritual energy that the human body can contain has an upper limit. Too little will make one weak and powerless, and too much, or enough, will cause the body to explode and die.
The scene before them showed that the amount of spiritual energy absorbed by Zang was enormous. They couldn't help but worry about such an operation.
"This kid is so crazy."
"Tsk tsk tsk...I'm panicking for him."
“........”
Time went on, and Zang continued to absorb spiritual energy.
The entire spiritual peak, a mountain of spiritual stones, has now lost its luster and turned into dull stones, looking like ordinary stones.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he sucked up a mountain and drained a spiritual mine...
Those who witnessed all this no longer wanted to say anything.
Because Ye Tingmu had brought them so many shocks, they were already numb at this moment. They felt unnaturally that as long as it was a burial, no matter how bizarre the things that happened, they seemed to be reasonable.
When a person is continuously shocked by a person or an event in a short period of time, this person will develop self-denial and deny his own worldview.
Eventually, you will become immune to things that would normally never happen.
Just like them today, it's like this.
The funeral is too perverted.
Whether it is the initial condensation of the surrounding spiritual energy, or the recasting of the broken ring, or the condensation of the ten-colored fairy ring in a short period of time.
Or maybe now, Zang, who has condensed the Ten Immortal Rings, has actually sucked a mountain of spirit stones dry.
Any one of these things alone is enough to shock you for three days.
But today they all happened to the same person at the same time, what else can they say?
There was nothing to say. Apart from calling him a pervert in their hearts, they didn't know how to express it in words.
At this moment, above the sky, Ye Tingmu, the protagonist, was shining brightly.
Now he felt that the last link had reached the critical point.
It so happened that the spiritual energy of Lingfeng had been almost devoured by me. If it didn't work, I could only use the spiritual veins.
Fortunately, it was not as exaggerated as I had imagined, and everything went surprisingly smoothly. When something has been successful after thousands of rehearsals and simulations, then when it comes to practice, success is inevitable.
Ye Tingmu is such a person, and all this is thanks to the enlightenment technique of the old man on the road of reincarnation.
From this perspective, it seems that this old man is more like his master, while Baili Mu is just a master in name only.
Feeling that the spiritual energy had reached a critical point, Ye Tingmu took the initiative to stop the continuous intake of spiritual energy.
At this moment, the beam of light suddenly dissipated.
Above the vast sky, only Ye Tingmu stood gracefully, with long fluttering hair, sharp white clothes, a tall body, a sharp face, and deep eyes.
There are also ten-colored fairy rings.
At this moment, he seemed like a gorgeous flower, blooming in the grass, so dazzling that people could not take their eyes off him.
Someone murmured, "Is it over?"
"It seems so, it has stopped..."
But just at this moment.
Above the vast sky, in the green fields, a fairy ring suddenly appeared behind Ye Tingmu.
The moment it appeared, it was like a thunderclap in my ears, deafening.
Their eyeballs bulged.
What's worse, some people lost their balance and almost fell from the sky.
"How is it possible, eleven?"
“Black…”
"Hurry, wake me up and tell me this is just a dream..."
This time the emperors were shocked, those in Broken Sword Mountain were stunned, and the Killing Camp was in chaos. Only Gou Zi had a solemn look on his face.
"I didn't expect you to actually do it."
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