Chapter 345 We Are All Your Concerns
When Wei Huan woke up, he was the only one in the dark source room. He was so focused on his practice that he didn't eat or sleep, and he didn't move at all during that time. Time passed by in a flash, and he was unaware of everything around him. More than 20 days had passed before he knew it.
"It's just like the seclusion in the stories. I don't eat or drink but I don't feel hungry, thirsty or sleepy. You must have gained a lot these days, right?" Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan expectantly.
Wei Huan nodded: "I have gained something, but I won't know the exact amount until I see it. What about the other two?"
"Cultivation in Changle is difficult. I've been in and out many times, having to leave after only three days. Brother Qiang starved out on the eighth day and never went back. I went to see you once, and seeing how devoted you were to your cultivation, I sealed the practice room and wouldn't let anyone in. Only now do I have to wake you up when something happens. I'm a little worried. Will it disturb your cultivation?"
"It's rare to be committed, but over-devotion is not beautiful. You called me at the perfect time."
Mu Zhong smiled, knowing that Wei Huan was trying to comfort him. Concentrated training was rare, and he didn't know when the next opportunity would come. However, the trip to the Dark Beast World was also very important. Wei Huan had specifically told him about it before the training. He knew the importance of it, but he still felt regretful in his heart.
Wei Huan left the dark source room, walked through a long corridor, and arrived at the accommodation area.
The chariot that can accommodate 100,000 people is so huge that the accommodation area alone occupies a large space. It has 600 floors and the two ends cannot be seen with the naked eye. After all, the living space for so many people also requires enough space for activities, so there is a huge sky courtyard every 100 floors.
Wei Huan took the elevator back to his room. The elevator ride alone took more than ten minutes. The mages on the train were studying the teleportation array. Once successful, the time on the road would be greatly shortened.
At the door, Wei Huan saw Mu Zhong waiting there.
No matter how realistic and detailed the Mu Zhong in the picture was, how could he be compared with the real person? Wei Huan turned the projection screen to the minimum and looked at the person in front of him.
This time, they were apart for quite a while, and Wei Huan had a feeling there would be many more days like this. At this point in his cultivation, changes couldn't be seen in a day or two. On the road to the throne of God, years, centuries, and millennia were normal.
Thinking of this, Wei Huan felt guilty and went to Mu Zhong and hugged him.
Mu Zhong was stunned, then he laughed again.
He hugged Wei Huan tightly and said, "You've worked hard to adapt to the new world in such a short time. If it weren't for you, we don't know how long we would have to stay in the foggy space before we dared to go out and try."
Wei Huan held the man tightly in his arms, not letting go, and smiled, "Good or bad things are all good things when they come out of your mouth. Even without me, you still have Xu Qingqiang and the others, as well as so many Tier 8 vehicles. You can mobilize troops and generals at will. As long as you can barely stand firm, you can become the strongest and conquer the whole world without any problem."
Mu Zhong was surprised and pushed Wei Huan away. "Did your mouth get sawed open during these days of seclusion? It's rare to hear you say so many words when chatting."
Wei Huan smiled: "I haven't spoken for a few days, so I've accumulated some."
"Hey, you're still joking?" Mu Zhong looked Wei Huan up and down. "Wasn't the ancestor who played with souls been possessed by another body?"
"What do you think?"
"Look, of course I must! Come inside and let me take a closer look!"
The two chatted and laughed as they pushed the door open and walked into the house. They kissed each other all the way into the bathroom, and most of their clothes were removed when they fell into the bathtub.
After 25 days without brushing his teeth, washing his face, showering, or shaving, Wei Huan's current appearance was far from perfect. Their cultivation wasn't like the glorified immortal tales, where even after a century of seclusion, they'd still emerge from the clear breeze and bright moon. Wei Huan was slovenly, like a homeless man. No matter how strong his current physique was, he was still essentially a mortal, and the taste had taken its toll.
Mu Zhong, however, acted as if he was extremely hungry and saw a plate of meat, so he pressed Wei Huan into the water and wouldn't let him out.
Fortunately, both of them had taken Haizhu, otherwise they would have been half dead after such a torture.
The water splashed high, and there was no dry spot on the bathroom floor. The water in the pool was changed several times. Wei Huan emerged again refreshed, holding the half-fainted Mu Zhong horizontally.
The sound of splashing water fell, and another layer of water spread out on the ground. Although Wei Huan was only Sequence Seven now, he had already embarked on the path of law. Although he was still a mortal, there were few people in the world of mankind who were better than him in terms of physical fitness.
Mu Zhong competed with him in strength and endurance, but was defeated step by step and was as fragile as a child.
Of course, Wei Huan couldn't help himself as they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Wei Huan gently placed Mu Zhong on the large bed. Just as he pulled his arm out from under his neck, he was hugged back. Mu Zhong's half-open eyes revealed a charm that was never seen in normal times. He bewitched his heart: "Where are you going? Sleep with me for a while."
"Yeah." Wei Huan had no intention of leaving. He lay down as he was hugged by her, and his free hand wrapped around her wet and hot waist. "Go to sleep. I'll stay with you."
Wei Huan was forced to sit cross-legged on the hard floor for 25 days. When he just moved his body, he could hear the "cracking" sound of his bones. Naturally, he didn't want to get up since he could lie down.
This retreat was not easy at all. It was true that more than 20 days passed in the blink of an eye, but the mortal body could not stand such stiffness. Wei Huan's eyelids were twitching and he was about to fall asleep.
But before he ran into Zhou Gong, his chest was grabbed.
When she half-opened her eyes, she saw Mu Zhong looking at her with an unyielding look on his face. Not only did he grab her again and again, he also pinched and rubbed her occasionally.
Wei Huan: “…”
I put my arms around Mu Zhong's waist and turned over to hug him. He was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep, but his body was getting hot again, so I let him toss and turn.
Mu Zhong looked down at him, with a triumphant pride in his eyes. He leaned over and kissed him on the face again and again, and finally said distressedly, "Let's sleep together."
"Yeah." Wei Huan hugged the person, closed his eyes, and fell asleep completely.
There are still 5 days before the opening match, and there is a reason why Mu Zhong called Wei Huan out in advance. In addition to some things that have accumulated so far and need him to deal with, this kind of training without sleep and food, although it has brought huge progress, is also very harmful to the body and requires time to recuperate.
Wei Huan slept soundly, a whole day and night, not even noticing Mu Zhong leaving for work or returning. Suddenly, he felt full. Before he regained consciousness, he felt the person beside him, awakening the body heat he had felt before sleep. With a firm grip of his arms, he rolled over and tucked the person back into his arms.
Continued...
The satisfied Wei Huan felt refreshed. He left Mu Zhong in the room to catch up on his sleep and went downstairs alone.
Along the way, the AI butler also summarized and reported everything that had happened during his days of seclusion.
Over the past 25 days, Hammer Brother had been in seclusion for 12 days. Upon emerging, he had reached Sequence 7, becoming a "Martial Saint." He had then returned to the weapon refining room and hadn't emerged since. He said he felt his "Tao" lay in weapons, and he wanted to give them a try.
The AI butler also mentioned that Mu Zhong and the others had unexpectedly discovered something unusual about Dou Lin. The child seemed to have grasped the path to the Dao and was on the path to forming his own domain. Dou Lin, currently only at Sequence Six, had achieved this, demonstrating his exceptional talent and making him a worthy "favorite" of the Challenge World. Perhaps the reason he hadn't formed a domain was because his Sequence was too low. Once he broke through to Sequence Seven, he would undoubtedly master it.
In addition, the main force of the Blue Star Challenge Legion began planning to send the first troop into the seventh-level world.
The seventh-level world became empty after they left. The constantly refreshing treasure chests and ruins were all high-level materials. It would be a waste to leave them there without mining, so they finally decided to form a challenge army to enter.
The sixth-level world is of great importance and is related to the two "real worlds". In addition, we must be careful to guard against the return of the celestial demon. Therefore, the challenging army entering the seventh-level world this time is not the garrison led by Fang William, but the main force of the pioneering army led by Mu Dehao.
This decision is somewhat risky.
The strength of Wei Huan's chariot is out of line with that of humans as a whole, and is two levels stronger. Where he can easily "plow the land", other legions may not even be able to "stand" if they come in.
But this decision was inevitable, and the final pressure fell on Wei Huan.
According to the Challenge Army, "Since the Challengers are no match for us, we can only stack vehicles. We only need three level eight vehicles to barely survive in a level seven world."
The challenger cannot open the ruins, but the chariot can open the boxes. If you open them slowly, you can always wait until the challenger becomes stronger and then go into the ruins.
It was always like this before, but now with Wei Huan leading the way, the progress of human development has been greatly improved.
Mu Zhong didn't have time to tell Wei Huan about all this. The two of them were so passionate when they met that they didn't bother to talk about this matter.
Of course, Mu Zhong was not blinded by lust. He simply felt that these things were not urgent and he could talk about them when he had time.
However, when Wei Huan heard this, he had his own thoughts.
After listening to the AI report, he had been sitting in the driver's cabin for quite a while. All the management except Mu Zhong came over from the cars one after another.
It was now the dead of night, and Wei Huan was reluctant to bother Mu Zhong, but it didn't matter to the others. Looking at the sleepy-eyed people who were struggling to hold on, Wei Huan said, "There are still four days before the teleportation to the opening battle. During these four days, I plan to return to the eighth-level world and verify what I have gained from these days of retreat."
This wasn't a planned arrangement, but since it was Wei Huan who spoke up, it was an inevitable decision. Naturally, no one here would comment. Kritov also said, "That's great. We've all been resting in this foggy space for over 20 days. It's just right to stretch our bodies before the opening battle."
Xu Qingqiang said, "Boss, you've gained something from your retreat. I've been in there for a few days, and I've reached the end of the road. It seems that the Undead system is just a trick, not my path. I don't need to go to the training room anymore. It's troublesome to take a detour."
Changle wanted to say something, but he was not yet accustomed to speaking in this situation. However, his shaking eyes and hesitant expression actually revealed the same meaning as Xu Qingqiang.
This mid-grade fragment of the divine nature was the most suitable reward item for Wei Huan, obtained through divination using Dou Lin's fortune-teller characteristics. It would be difficult for others to benefit from it.
When the chariot started and was about to return to the eighth-level world, Wei Huan took the time to look at the tomb in his professional temple.
The Filthy Continent in the tomb has doubled in size in the past 25 days, which is almost the result of his two years of cultivation in the real world. If he continues to practice in seclusion for the same quality, he will be able to connect to the third circle of tombs. By then, there will be eight tombs in his possession, and the total area of the Filthy Continent under his control will be the size of a blue star.
The size and quality of the Impure Land Continent directly impacted his cultivation progress and the depth of his understanding of the "Impurity Way" beneath the Way of Death. Furthermore, the power of his domain would inevitably increase by an unknown amount.
Now that Wei Huan has to return to the eighth-level world at this critical juncture, he naturally needs to control the newly acquired power and understand his own level of strength. He has not forgotten that the seemingly flattened dark beast world actually hides a shocking secret.
This time, he was worried that he would run into the ancient god who carried the entire world. He didn't dare to say that he could defeat the ancient god, but at least he had to be able to protect himself from the ancient god's attack!
The gray fog broke through and they returned to the eighth-level challenge world, which was also covered in the same gray mist.
The assessment road only captured a corner of the world at that level, so this real eighth-level world was no different from what he had seen on the assessment road before.
Lonely, desolate, ancient, and gray. Thick dust piled up on the branches and dead grass. The sky and the earth were all gray. The mountains and rivers were dead and silent. There was no sun or moon, no darkness or light. Only the dead souls wandered on this continent.
The Impure Land controlled by Wei Huan is also such a kingdom of the undead, but once the two worlds with the same attributes are directly compared, he can clearly feel the difference.
His Impure Land is "full of vitality". Although the undead have no consciousness after reincarnation, they have very clear channels for ascension.
As long as they exist long enough, they will be promoted to higher grades, and then gradually develop the instinct to practice cultivation. They will naturally pursue power until they become an outstanding elite undead and are discovered by Wei Huan.
Of course, there are also those who are lucky enough to be recruited directly by Wei Huan, and then they step onto the "ladder to the sky" in one fell swoop. After a tour in the Undead Ranch, they can become a seventh-level high-level undead in less than two months.
If he was luckier and his soul was moved by Wei Huan, it would not be impossible for him to advance all the way to the god level.
The undead who have reached the pseudo-god level actually have the thinking ability of intelligent life. In addition to their absolute loyalty to Wei Huan's orders, they can already complete many things independently. Some lively undead, such as Gou Zi, Duo Zong Ge, and Mo Ji, can even talk to humans and become friends.
Therefore, the undead in Wei Huan’s tomb are not so much the product of his skills as it is that he is creating a new civilized world through his own abilities.
"Civilization of the Dead" is also a civilization.
But this eighth-level world before us doesn't show any sign of the birth of civilization.
This is a cemetery that seems to have been abandoned in a corner, where gods and wild dogs are buried. It is like a mass grave with only the air of despair and death.
It was the first time that Wei Huan realized so clearly what he was practicing.
"Live towards death..." After muttering to himself, Wei Huan's eyes opened and closed, and the green fire of death was ignited deep in his eyes. At the same time, the "chain universe" that suppressed him severely appeared clearly in front of him.
Thin chains, medium-thick chains, and thick chains. Wei Huan stared at the thick chains that looked like huge ships in his eyes. For the first time, he shifted his gaze away from them and looked in a more distant direction.
That's right, these "chains" were just like the corpses of the dead souls he saw in the fragments of the divine body, entangled to form larger chains, as big as this universe.
He was being firmly suppressed by this complete chain.
At this moment, he was extremely clear that even if he wore away all the chains in front of him and restored his strength to its peak, if he could not break through this universe, his strength would always be suppressed and he could only follow the rules of this world.
If he is strong enough and ruthless enough, and wants to make his own way, he must break the real world, just like breaking a prison, in order to break free and become a butterfly!
If not, even if he went to the ninth-level world, he would just be a "straw dog" on the battlefield of all races, an "ant" crushed by stronger ones.
Wei Huan opened his eyes again, and the green flames in his eyes flickered.
"Bang!"
“Crack!”
“Crash!”
With a single thought, all the tiny chains shattered into dust. This time, they couldn't even hold him back for a moment, and the pressure on him suddenly eased slightly. Wei Huan sighed inwardly after feeling it. Even with all the tiny chains broken, he'd only recovered 38% of his strength. Sure enough, this peripheral vascular technique had limited effectiveness. To break the seal, he still had to sever the "main artery."
Wei Huan ordered the chariot to move forward, and to open any treasure chest below the gold level that was encountered. Several captains led the team so that they could adapt to their growth during this period and prepare for the journey to the Dark Beast Plane.
"You woke up from a nap and you've changed so much, and you didn't even tell me." Mu Zhong's voice came from behind him. Wei Huan turned around and saw Mu Zhong lazily leaning against the door frame. "I told you to rest well in the next few days and go shopping back to Blue Star. My mother bought a lot of good things for us when we get back."
Wei Huan walked over, took his hand, led him into the room, sat him down on the sofa, and asked, "Are you angry?"
"How can that be? Just do what you think is right."
"That means you are angry." Wei Huan heard the displeasure in Mu Zhong's words, and he could understand it. He was pressed on the bed and passed out, and when he opened his eyes again, all his plans were disrupted. Anyone would have complained.
Mu Zhong sighed, letting out his anger. When he looked up at Wei Huan, his eyes were much calmer.
He took Wei Huan's hand and said, "Wei Huan, I'm just a little worried."
Wei Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
He said, "There's no one left on Blue Star that you care about, so I'm worried."
Wei Huan's lips curled slightly, he sat beside him and hugged him, saying: "Don't worry, it can't be cut off, that's where I came from."
Mu Zhong said, "Besides the human race itself, you should have someone you care about."
Wei Huan said, "If there ever comes a day when I'm too far away to come back, you should go back to Blue Star and wait for me. I'll go back even if I die, as long as you're there."
"Who's going to wait for you?" Mu Zhong laughed, then added, "I want to go with you. Wherever you are, I'll be there too. So you don't have to risk your life to come back. I'll be the one trying to catch up with you." After saying this, Mu Zhong sneered and waved his hand, "Forget it. Just treat it as me babbling nonsense after waking up. I'm here with Orange Juice, Brother Qiang, and the others. We're the bond between you and Blue Star. That planet is, as you said, your origin, and it will never change."
Of course, having said that, both of them knew in their hearts that things must have changed.
Once one has realized the truth and embarked on the path, time becomes less important. The retreats of ten or twenty days, like before, will only become more frequent. A few years or hundreds of years won't change, but what about thousands or tens of thousands? How long has Daxia civilization lasted? Can this emotion withstand the wear and tear of time?
Wei Huan could live for thousands of years, but could Mu Zhong do the same? With those around him gone, and Blue Star's civilization tumbling countless times, was the resolve to lead the entire civilization to its end still there?
But it seems like there is nothing much to talk about.
By then, Mu Zhong would be gone, and the people he cared about would also be gone. It wouldn't matter what Wei Huan chose to do. What mattered was the present. If he could keep up with Wei Huan and stay by his side, perhaps it wouldn't take that long for their mission to be accomplished. Even if it was tens of millions of years later, as long as they were together, what difference would it make?
When people are well fed and well clothed, they will think about sex. If they do it too much, their brains will go crazy. When they are deeply in love, it is inevitable that there will be some positive and crooked feelings. The two of them take the opportunity to be affectionate with each other for a while, and then the soft emotions gradually return to normal and become obedient and cold.
That’s right, you haven’t even started walking on the road ahead yet, but you’re already thinking about what will happen hundreds of years from now. You’re just bored!
When the two of them separated, they felt that the longing for each other during the period of separation was completely filled, just like being fully nourished, and then they had the motivation to do other things.
Mu Zhong and Wei Huan went to the balcony and looked at the scene outside the car. Not far away, Captain Xue was leading his team members to fight with a six-armed snake monster. This should be a silver box.
One level eight tank with ten level seven tanks as backup, and the tanks fully equipped with long-range war platforms. In addition, with Captain Xue, who is only sequence seven but can fight across levels, there is no suspense in killing this silver-level monster.
"I still remember when we just entered the eighth-level highway assessment, a silver-level monster required the full deployment of three melee battalions and their cooperation to be killed. It's only been over a month, and one battalion can take it down. Everyone's growth is amazing!" Mu Zhong sighed with satisfaction, watching the six-armed snake demon fall in despair and Captain Xue and others return in triumph, and smiled.
Wei Huan said: "Actually, there is another very important reason for coming back to challenge the world this time. My domain has become stronger, and everyone needs to adapt."
"That's good." Mu Zhong finished speaking and laughed, "But I'm afraid it's not a good thing for them. Domains are something people both love and hate. If you can't adapt to them, your strength will be affected. I'm currently working with the veterans on a totem that can resist, or at least weaken, the effects of the aura of death. It should be finished in the next few days. When the time comes, we'll equip everyone with it, and you'll truly have nothing to worry about."
Wei Huan nodded: "Netherworld resistance totem?"
"You can call me that." Mu Zhong thought about it and nodded, "Let's call it that. Since what we need to do next is very clear, I'll go get busy first. Just focus on getting stronger, and leave the rest to me."
"good."
Wei Huan stared at Mu Zhong until he left, then he looked outside the car.
The triumphant team members have left, and Wei Huan opened the portal to release Sister Crow. Sister Crow is his "incarnation of the domain". The deeper his understanding of the domain, the stronger Sister Crow will be.
Although Sister Crow's appearance did not change at this moment, the gray snowflakes that fell were obviously larger wherever it passed. They fell to the ground and burned the broken branches and dead grass, and even melted through the cracked ground.
It only stayed for a short while, and in this gray snow-covered area, after accumulating enough Netherworld power, white shadows began to float out. Although there were not many and they were faint, they were exactly the same as when the fragments of the Impure Earth Godhead were opened, with ghosts crying and gods howling, and countless ghost shadows.
This is the new field he has evolved into after more than 20 days of contemplation.
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