Chapter 952 952. Alpha-level consciousness?
Around the central tower, everyone was observing the path of the Abyss Saint with vague eyes.
They thought that the Abyss Saint would not fall into the trap, but unexpectedly, he did not stop at all and went straight into the range of the formation.
Didn’t you notice?
Or do you just not care?
Everyone looked at them with interest, especially Tang Quandao, who opened his eyes that had been closed for rest and stared at the Spade Man thoughtfully.
In his view, Spade Man's spiritual pressure level was suppressed to the second level by Huojin's rules, and was very weak.
He even suspected that he could kill the ant by just sneezing.
"Haha~ Your Excellency Saint, you didn't realize there was a trap, did you?" Nian Gengcheng's smiling face became even happier, and he laughed softly, as if he was looking forward to the joke that was about to happen.
A trap? Xia Feng stepped into the void, slowly moving forward, looking up at the giant mercury-colored mirror that lit up in the sky. It would be ridiculous to call this formation formed by "divine authority" a trap.
Buzz——!!
The dim sky was instantly covered by a stream of mercury light, forming a transparent sky mirror that could illuminate everything.
The ruins and wreckage within a radius of ten miles were reflected in the sky.
The figure of the Saint of the Abyss was also reflected in it. In an instant, the black-robed figure in the real world seemed to be erased by an eraser and slowly faded away.
Everyone was enveloped in a light blue halo and was not affected by the trap. They all looked up at the sky.
In the mirror world of the sky, in addition to the black-robed figure of the Abyss Saint, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a long white robe, a triple crown on his head, and a monocle on his nose.
The Black Moon Pope said that there was a plan to capture the Abyss Saint alive, and he needed Fen Tian's cooperation. The others naturally watched the fun and didn't mind the trouble.
Now it seems that the excitement is getting more and more interesting.
The Abyss Saint actually entered the 'Heaven-given Spiritual Realm'.
"In the Heavenly Spirit Realm, spiritual weapons will be forcibly transformed into living beings. The owner must fight against the spiritual weapon. Only by killing and destroying the spiritual weapon can they escape from the spiritual realm. The price is that the spiritual weapon is damaged and can no longer be used. If one dies in the spiritual realm, the spirit weapon's consciousness will take over their soul and occupy their conceptual existence."
The young man in the suit introduced them while looking at everyone with a smile, "It took a lot of divine power to set up this formation. Everyone, do you want to go in and play?"
Everyone ignored this guy. On the back of the giant golden bird, Ke Yanqing stared at the picture in the sky mirror thoughtfully.
"The Black Moon Pope doesn't seem to be afraid of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. It seems that his spiritual weapon's authority has improved again."
"Power." An Xingjia sighed lazily, his dark circles drooping under his eyes. "Tsk tsk, I heard that this old guy's spiritual weapon is an S-level. Sigh, fate is really unfair."
Is fate unfair? Nian Gengcheng seemed to have found a kindred spirit and became excited.
"Oh? Mr. An Guinan, you think so too!"
He looked at An Xingjia with a burning gaze, "Why not join my Burning Heaven Sect? All we have to do is summon the Supreme Heavenly Emperor! You can have as many S-level spiritual weapons as you want!"
"." An Xingjia had long known that the Burning Heaven believers were a group of psychopaths pursuing so-called fairness. They truly believed that the Supreme Foolish Emperor could bring fairness to the world, so they began to burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil, calling it a better future.
Sometimes An Xingjia really couldn't understand whether these Fentian believers truly believed in the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, or were they using this as an excuse to vent their dissatisfaction with the world and satisfy their own evil desires?
"Sir, how about joining my Burning Heaven Holy Sect?"
"Oh, what an idiot." An Xingjia had dark circles under his eyes and lazily scratched his ears with his pinky finger. "It's so noisy."
Seeing that An Guinan was so ungrateful, Nian Gengcheng didn't get angry. He just smiled meaningfully and looked up at Tianjing again.
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Xia Feng looked around. Except for the lack of living things, the scene in the spiritual realm was no different from the real world.
Blood flowed among the ruins, collapsed houses were everywhere, the clock tower in the center towered into the sky, and the world was gray.
At the top of the bell tower, a middle-aged man in a long white robe stood quietly. He pushed his monocle and looked down at the room, saying softly:
"Your Excellency the Saint, how are you?"
Xia Feng looked thoughtful. I knew it was him. I could clearly sense that the Black Moon Pope was nearby, but I couldn't determine his exact location. It turned out that he was hiding in this strange space.
He had originally planned to put aside the matter of finding the Black Moon Pope to copy the S-level spiritual weapon, but he didn't expect that the old man would come to him on his own.
Well, that saves trouble.
While looking at the man in the robe on the top of the tower, Xia Feng didn't waste any words and directly entered the Paladin space, flashing quickly towards the top of the sky tower.
However, the man on the top of the tower did not seem to have any intention of confronting him head-on. He turned into bright white moonlight and disappeared.
"This sect is very curious about what the saint's spiritual weapon is."
A majestic and calm voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, full of interest. "If it is also an S-level spiritual weapon like our sect, then the interesting situation of the consciousness taking over the owner will be really worth waiting to see."
As the Pope's voice faded, Xia Feng stood there, looking around with confusion and curiosity.
However, there was no abnormality, and no signs of the spiritual weapon transforming into a human.
In his spiritual sea, the ancient bronze mirror floated quietly, safe and sound.
Instead, the other spiritual instruments that were revolving around the bronze mirror like stars in the sky began to vibrate faintly, as if they were uneasy and excited.
He now possesses 16 spiritual weapons, 9 of which are A-level and 7 are B-level. They are all trembling at this moment, as if they are about to give birth to consciousness.
Although they are not S-grade, it would be extremely terrifying if these 16 spiritual weapons were transformed into living beings.
However, just as the 16 spiritual weapons began to vibrate, a brilliant light flashed from the ancient bronze mirror in the center. Then, all the spiritual weapons crawled to the ground like a group of beasts seeing a giant dragon, and the trembling stopped immediately.
That’s it?
Xia Feng immediately understood that the status of the Heavenly Spiritual Realm was not high, and at most it could allow the S-level to develop self-awareness, but trying to catalyze the Alpha-level self-awareness was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Not qualified at all.
If the heavenly disaster can make him a god, and then he uses the heavenly authority on Xia Feng, maybe it will be possible for his spiritual weapon, the Divine Mirror without a Platform, to develop self-awareness.
One word summary.
Good dish!
To be honest, Xia Feng was actually looking forward to the spiritual weapon developing self-awareness. Of course, he was just thinking about it, after all, this kind of thing was too dangerous.
If an Alpha-level consciousness were to appear, Xia Feng tried to imagine how powerful it would be.
For example, it would be wrong to directly materialize all the spiritual weapons known in history and then give them all to Niu. It should be called to eliminate the false and retain the true, and make use of them for one's own benefit!
The world has entered an era without spiritual weapons!
For spiritual masters, this is tantamount to the end of the world.
Well, you know what, if you look at it from another angle, since no one has any spiritual weapons anymore, isn't that fair?
Those guys from the Burning Heaven Sect might agree with this approach and be willing to offer their spiritual weapons.
Xia Feng's thoughts were all in a tizzy. Of course, these were just his imaginations.
(End of this chapter)
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