Chapter 1231: Array Thoughts Swallowing Clouds
Li Ping stood quietly, feeling the sea and its unyielding spirit beneath his feet.
Faced with a life-and-death crisis, any being will struggle to the best of its ability.
Li Ping also felt the ocean's fiery desire to survive.
But its desire to survive is naked "evil thoughts" to the Xuanhuang Realm.
Li Ping claimed to be the incarnation of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao, so naturally it was impossible for him to stand on Cong Yunhai's side.
"Now that you are here, just submit."
"There is no need to struggle any more."
In a flash, the divine consciousness enveloped the entire ocean of clouds.
The scenes of tens of thousands of scattered islands and even the countless creatures living in the sea all appeared in Li Ping's mind in an instant.
Li Ping was silent for a while.
“It’s a necessary sacrifice.”
There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and traces of golden light emerged from his body and then scattered throughout the sea of clouds.
The power is close to the essence of source force, and no one in the sea of clouds can detect it except a Divine Transformation cultivator.
It took only a few breaths for the golden light to spread across all areas of the Congyun Sea, piercing deep into the ocean and reaching the bottom of the seabed.
At the bottom of the sea, unknown and violent tremors began to occur.
If you look from the sky, you can see that the entire surface of the ocean looks like a giant net.
This entire blue sea of vitality is completely enveloped.
The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.
The originally calm sea suddenly turned into huge waves.
The waves are even more violent than in previous storms.
Some islands capsized unexpectedly, and those spiritual islands with monks in charge were also in danger in this storm.
Monk Cong Yunhai looked at the strange changes in the world in surprise and doubt.
Some cultivators with keen spiritual perceptions felt that a disaster was about to happen. Their faces immediately changed, and they fled directly through the teleportation array of Wanxian Island without caring about anything else.
Their escape also attracted the attention of quite a few people. A small number of monks chose to follow them and leave.
But the vast majority of people, on the contrary, sneer at these "frightened and cowardly" fugitives.
He hid on Wanxian Island with great peace of mind, watching the changing clouds between the sky and the earth in the sea of clouds.
Li Ping ignored the fleeing monks and did not care about the onlookers.
His target from the beginning to the end was only Cong Yunhai's remaining thoughts.
The giant golden net that is invisible to ordinary cultivators has blocked the sea of clouds.
The energy of the essence of the Force is accumulating and evolving within it, and a grand formation is about to reveal its grandeur.
Cong Yunhai clearly felt the golden net's increasingly tighter bondage, and the wind and waves it created became increasingly violent.
However, in Li Ping's view, it was just impotent rage.
"How can world consciousness be erased?"
Li Ping was thinking about this question while constructing the formation.
"I use all living beings to refine all gods."
He quickly thought of this extremely dangerous formation.
"Even True Immortals can block one or two of the formations, so dealing with the remaining world thoughts shouldn't be a big problem."
"Countless meaningless thoughts are attacking..."
As Li Ping set up the formation, many strange scenes began to appear in the sky above the sea of clouds for no reason.
Those were distorted and desperate faces.
They howled and waved their arms.
It seemed as if he was asking for help, but it also seemed like it was just a subconscious cry.
More and more strange faces appeared on the sky.
They are so dense that they almost fill every area of vision.
Gradually, the creatures in the Congyun Sea could no longer hear any other sound except the wailing of human faces.
"ah!"
Those with weak wills, influenced by these evil faces, soon became equally desperate and insane.
However, those who managed to hold on fell into an endless and terrifying nightmare soon after.
They seemed to vaguely see a black sun rising in the sky and a terrifying scene where the whole world was on the verge of destruction.
It was just like the desperate devil face in the sky, experiencing this unimaginable catastrophe together.
The teleportation array of Wanxian Island is still open.
However, all the monks who saw the thousands of faces in the sky lost the ability to control their thoughts.
Regardless of the level of cultivation, from a small Qi-refining cultivator to the master of a Spirit Transformation Island.
All of it.
Although his mind was filled with boundless despair, he had no desire to escape.
You must know that Li Ping’s formation was not aimed at cultivators like them.
Just being affected has already reached such a point. It is conceivable what a cruel scene Cong Yunhai is facing now.
With the remaining world consciousness in one state, it is simply impossible to compete with it.
Amid the constant howlings of billions of demon faces, Li Ping felt that Cong Yunhai's will was dissipating.
The huge waves are slowly subsiding.
It seems that everything will pass and the sky will clear after the rain.
But Li Fan knew that Cong Yunhai would never be the same from now on.
The process of erasing Cong Yunhai's consciousness lasted a whole day.
During this period, all the cultivators who entered the Congyun Sea were affected and fell into horrible illusions.
However, there was no massive simultaneous death of lives, so the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance did not have time to react.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sea of clouds was clear blue.
It was so quiet that it was a little scary.
Li Ping felt the will of the sea of clouds scattered between heaven and earth.
The giant golden net slowly retracted, bringing back into the body the remnants of the world that had been torn into pieces.
"Forehead……"
As Li Ping absorbed Cong Yun's consciousness, countless images began to flash in his mind.
Even though he was used to it, he was always monitoring everything happening in the Holy Dynasty.
But the total amount of information between the two is not at the same level at all.
Humans are not the only beings in the vast ocean.
Beneath the calm sea surface, there are the sounds of billions of living creatures reproducing.
If we look at it from Li Ping's subjective perspective, he would definitely not pay much attention to these creatures that don't even have intelligence.
But at this moment it is passive absorption.
In the concept of world will, there is actually no essential difference between these fish and human monks.
Li Ping endured the severe pain in his sea of consciousness and accepted all this information.
As if he had swallowed a tonic, his spiritual strength swelled like a balloon.
Li Ping's soul is strong enough among cultivators.
But with the rapid growth at this moment, cracks are inevitable.
When ordinary monks encounter this situation, they can only despair and wait for their souls to be destroyed.
But Li Ping is different.
With the Qi Code of the Emperor of Heaven in his body, he not only uses the Holy Dynasty and hundreds of millions of people as an anchor.
There is also an essence of source power that transcends the mundane in the body.
The golden energy surged, repairing the wounds of the soul.
At the same time, it acts as a supplement for the expansion of the soul.
After the initial dangerous stage passed, Li Ping slowly adapted.
(End of this chapter)
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