This is definitely something that modern humans would never dare to imagine.

Even for Mr. Chen, this is definitely a new thing.

Even though Chen Sheng only sent a wisp of his consciousness to a different world with random time and space, the special feeling there still made Chen Sheng unforgettable for a long time.

He only felt that his thoughts seemed to be on a small boat, traveling through the extremely silent place.

But when you perceive it carefully, you will find that you seem to have merged with something that is growing wildly, and then took an indescribable shortcut and instantly took root in an extremely strange place.

When consciousness is freed from its constraints, what comes into view is a bright scene.

Similar to what most time travelers encounter, the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

It was a thatched roof.

All around, there were voices in languages ​​that had never been heard before.

Mr. Chen wanted to get up and take a look at the surrounding situation, but the body from his perspective did not seem to move according to his wishes.

After a long silence, a bad premonition flashed through Chen Sheng's mind.

Opening the system panel, he looked at the text message on it: [Yuktrasil - Simplified Version: Let the consciousness go to the distant other side. ]

[You have now arrived in an unknown world 2,500 years ago. The host of consciousness is currently in a bad state. It is recommended that you help him repair his physical damage as soon as possible. ]

[When this strand of your consciousness is about to disappear, when you decide to go back, the power of Yggdrasil Minimalist will send you back to where you were.]

Seeing these words, Mr. Chen fell silent.

There is no doubt that this information reveals some not-so-good news: he, who traveled through time and space as an ideological being, seems to be currently staying in the body of a certain organism as a host.

This means that your actions here will be restricted.

He wanted to try to project his consciousness out, but his keen intuition was warning him frantically that as long as his consciousness went out, there would be some bad consequences.

The worst thing was that the body he was inhabiting had suffered considerable damage, and if he wasn't treated in time, he would probably die soon.

By then, Mr. Chen will most likely return home immediately.

Such a result made Chen Sheng want to frown, but with his ideological mind, he obviously couldn't do such a thing.

If that was all, then his trip would at most be a chance to see the scenery of another world. As for the idea of ​​using unlimited power to research and help the people in another world where spiritual rules are active, it would be in vain.

"System, is this all I can do here? I can't even exert a little bit of my strength?"

Mr. Chen frowned suddenly and asked.

Even if it is to treat the host, at least he can use his own consciousness to mobilize strength.

But the result now is that his consciousness is bound in this weak body. He can mobilize a lot of power even with only a trace of consciousness, but at this moment he seems to be imprisoned by some invisible shackles.

[Your power depends on the health and strength of the host body]

[The current host is unconscious, and your power cannot penetrate and be transmitted. ]

Hearing this, Mr. Chen could only fall silent and begin to wait, praying that the host would wake up soon.

During this time, he could only listen to the conversation outside through the girl's body.

Even with his wisdom that was tempered by the fifth level of spiritual power, it was difficult for him to understand the meaning of this language at once when he could not see and could only hear such a strange language.

However, he could clearly hear that there was an increasing sense of urgency in the conversations around him, and the owners of several different voices were obviously competing to discuss something.

Their speech speed often speeds up, and their volume always rises unconsciously, obviously wanting their own opinions to overshadow the other side.

After a long time, Chen Sheng suddenly felt freed from all the constraints and was filled with an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

The power is back, or rather the constraints on the power have been partially released.

Although he was still blocked when trying to extend his power beyond this body, Chen Sheng could feel that he could now understand the language of the outside world.

And at least he no longer needs to rely on the picture in front of him that is synchronized with the host's perspective to observe the outside world. The spiritual perception ability allows Chen Sheng to barely use his intuition to perceive all the details within ten meters around him, and imagine and piece together a nearly perfect picture in his mind.

He could sense that there was a group of creatures gathered around him, most of whom had slight spiritual reactions in their bodies.

The topics they discussed basically revolved around their future daily life and which direction would be most appropriate to escape in next.

This kind of conversation made Chen Sheng vaguely realize something. It seemed that these guys were busy escaping?

As for the host he was staying in, it seemed to be a young girl who had just opened her tightly closed eyes.

At the same time, his fixed perspective began to change.

Apparently the girl lying on the hospital bed slowly sat up.

The scene in sight suddenly became much richer, from a thatched ceiling to a group of humanoid creatures surrounding him.

Compared to the subtle perception of spiritual power, it is quite interesting to see the scene from the girl's visual perspective.

These creatures looked exactly like humans, but their ears were noticeably thinner and pointed.

In addition, their looks also conform to Mr. Chen's aesthetic standards, and both men and women have blonde hair and blue eyes.

When Chen Sheng saw these handsome men and beautiful women with long ears, they immediately reminded him of the elves in legends and fantasies.

In various legends, the characteristics of the elves can be summarized as follows: longevity, art, nobility, elegance, intelligence, beauty, a certain degree of cleanliness, almost integrated with nature, good at using magic and bows and arrows. In legends, they usually live in the forest, forming a relatively loose kingdom, and are equal and friendly to each other. Elves are usually very kind, they are hostile to evil races, and can get along well with good races.

While Chen Sheng was thinking, these elf-like creatures also spoke up: "Aya, how do you feel?"

"Are you okay, Aya?"

"Aya, is there any pain anywhere on your body?"

Everyone started asking with concern.

Facing so many people's concern, the girl called Aya said: "I'm fine..."

But she could only make vague sounds that were a little hoarse.

Although it still sounds understandable, it is definitely not pleasant.

This made Aya's voice stop abruptly.

Her mood visibly dropped.

Although she tried her best to hide it, her head drooping unconsciously still caught the attention of the woman who lived next to her day and night.

Seeing this, the woman sitting beside Aya's bed waved her hand and said, "Okay, everyone, please disperse. Aya's throat has been seriously injured. Don't gather here. Let Aya rest for a while."

Hearing this, everyone obediently left the thatched hut slowly.

The woman also touched Aya's arm with heartache. It was wrapped with cloth wrapped with herbs. It was obvious that Aya's arm had also suffered considerable injuries.

But the woman understood that what Aya cared more about was her magical singing voice.

Aya has loved singing since she was a child, but unfortunately now she finds it difficult to pronounce even a complete, clear and pleasant syllable.

Apparently, Aya had released too much sound magic not long ago in order to ensure the safe retreat of her tribe, and her throat had been completely ruined.

"Then I'll be leaving first. I'm glad you're okay. Take a good rest from now on. If you need anything, just ring the bell beside the bed."

The woman said this and turned and left the thatched hut.

······ As the woman left, the surroundings fell into silence.

Aya, who was weak, hugged her chest and buried her head in her arms for a long time without saying a word.

In fact, she understood that being able to survive was the greatest blessing.

Facing those evil monsters, she was blessed by God that she did not die like those unfortunate tribesmen who escaped.

However, there is still an inexplicable sadness lingering in my heart.

This kind of pain... simply...

"Sometimes, crying makes you feel better."

A voice suddenly sounded, and it said exactly what Aya was thinking at the moment.

The strange voice made Aya look up in confusion. She looked around and found that there was no one in the room.

A look of panic flashed across her face, but the girl quickly calmed down.

"I am the last child born from the Tree of Life. I should taste much better than the others."

"If I don't resist, Lord Evil, can you let my other people go?"

Aya whispered calmly into the air.

But the slightly shaking arms clearly showed that the girl was not completely free of fear.

However, the hardships of the turbulent times made the girl almost instinctively choose to sacrifice herself for the tribe.

"Is there a possibility that I am not a demon?"

The strange male voice sounded again.

Before Aya could think about it, she felt the scene in front of her eyes suddenly change.

The next moment, I, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, appeared in a vast world.

There was an endless expanse of clear water beneath her feet. She stood on it without sinking, but only causing a few ripples.

Above her head was the blue sky, a view she had never seen since she was born.

On the day she was born from the Tree of Life, the sky had already turned red due to the invasion of evil demons, and just looking at it made people feel depressed.

She had been living in an endless state of flight since she was a child, and had only heard of the blue sky and white clouds from the stories told by her elders.

In addition to this, there is a tree in this vast world, a giant tree that towers into the clouds.

Looking up, you can only see two thick trunks extending upwards, like a lush green umbrella erected towards the sky.

The yellow-brown bark is slightly rough, the branches are intertwined, and the leaves are fist-shaped. There are red mulberries growing densely among the dense leaves.

Under the tree, there stood a calm-looking man. His features, without pointed ears, were something Aya had never seen before.

Aya understood that perhaps this was the man who had just talked to her.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Aya was cautious and did not get close, but asked the man from a distance.

"My name is Chen Sheng, the Star Sage of Eternal Day, and I come from a faraway place."

Mr. Chen pondered for a moment and revealed the identity of a so-called Star Sage.

According to reality, it is 2500 years ago, which is still a long time before he was born. According to the setting, he would not be the leader of Yong Zhou 2500 years ago. Therefore, Chen Sheng made up such an identity.

Sage - leader in reserve.

Hearing this, Aya wrinkled her nose, obviously not quite understanding what Mr. Chen said.

Eternal day? I've never heard of this. What is this? "So, where is this place?"

Although she was still unsure whether this man was a demon, Aya pretended to understand and continued to ask questions that Chen Sheng had not answered just now.

Where exactly is this place?

One second she was recuperating in the thatched hut, and the next second she came to this magical place.

Here there is not only the unpolluted blue sky, but also the water surface that will never keep people silent.

The most important thing is that the towering tree is so huge that it is absurdly large. It is even larger than the most important tree of life for their tribe.

And from this tree, Aya seemed to be able to vaguely sense a hot and majestic feeling.

“Here…”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen looked around and smiled.

"This is your inner spiritual world. You enter here in the form of spiritual consciousness."

"And I made a little renovation here."

There was a hint of smile in Mr. Chen's words.

This is where he will be living for a while, so naturally he needs to take good care of it.

He replicated the hibiscus tree one-to-one.

"ah?"

Aya was stunned and tilted her head as if she didn't react.

He was obviously confused by Mr. Chen's words which contained so much information.

Since this is my spiritual space, then why are you in my spiritual space? And you call this kind of transformation a little bit? Who is the master here? ! Aya wanted to ask these questions, but she had too many questions, which caused her to be temporarily down.

After a long while, she asked a crucial question: "How can I leave here? How long will you stay here?"

In response, Mr. Chen immediately responded: "If you want to go back, you can do so immediately. Just treat this place as your home. I won't stop you."

Aya couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly when she heard this, but considering that the man in front of her was probably extremely strong, she simply pretended that she heard nothing.

"As for how long I will stay here..." Chen Sheng said, and paused, "It depends on what kind of evil demon you are talking about?"

"Please introduce the evil demon to me."

Mr. Chen's expression turned serious.

If the evil demons are native to this world, let’s not talk about it, but if these evil demons are from the abyss...

If you don't clean up the abyss, it would be a wasted trip.

Any action that can weaken the abyss or trip it up is something that Chen Sheng would enjoy doing.

Now that we are here, it would be disrespectful not to take a dive into the abyss.

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