The roots around Cang Xuanmu's body that were grown by magic gradually turned into nothingness, and his entire body began to glow.
The clone of merit was suspended in the air, quietly watching Cang Xuanmu return to the world little by little. In the end, only a storage ring and two spiritual treasures were left.
In the distance, the remaining resentful souls were surrounding him, staring at him.
He rolled up the spoils and headed off into the distance.
This time, he only collected part of Cang Xuanmu's memories.
It’s not that this guy self-destructed before dying, but the cultivator’s death happened in an instant. Even if the merit clone reacted quickly, there was a chance that it would be slow.
Shen Lian had not yet finished reading through the memories of the sea cultivator he had killed before, let alone the memories of yet another cultivator. He could only simply flip through them and put them all into the jade slip for Erwan to identify and distinguish.
As for the clone of merit, he has important things to do. The order of heaven and earth has expelled him once, and perhaps the next expulsion will come soon.
Before that, he had to collect the spoils as quickly as possible.
The resentful spirit has the thread of rules in its hand, which is something Shen Lian had not thought of before. But even if he discovered it now, he could not attack the resentful spirit directly.
Fortunately, he can look for other cultivators to start with. Other cultivators have fought with the resentful spirits and obtained the thread of rules. If he takes it back, wouldn’t it be the same as clearing his name?
In the following time, the Merit Clone began to run around, looking for other monks trapped in the overlapping space.
Apart from anything else, when the previous space suddenly collapsed and evolved into overlapping spaces, there were no less than a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators gathered from all sides, and their cultivation was almost all above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
This is still what is happening in the open. Shen Lian believes that there must be some shady bastard hiding in the dark.
The dark place can avoid the perception of the monks, but it cannot escape the overlapping space of evolution. I guess these monks are trapped here now.
If all the cultivators are added together, not to mention 100%, at least 90% of them are shrouded in the strong power of blood-colored karma.
A part of them was even surrounded by bloody karma.
At this moment, Shen Lian didn't think about anything else. As long as he didn't encounter any Jindan cultivator, he would kill all the Yuanying cultivators in this area.
He still has this confidence.
If you don't seize this opportunity and make a fortune, how can you be worthy of God's mercy?
He wants the fifth-level elixir, the ore, and the thread of rules.
…
In the warehouse cave.
Shen Lian held a jade slip in his hand, "Are there threads of rules gathering at the cracks in the space?"
The memories in the jade slip were extracted from the Cangqing cultivator he had just killed.
The fragmentation and reorganization of space is only the surface. The real core is the evolution of the power of rules. The threads of rules are invisible under normal circumstances. Only when the space domain is extremely unstable will the threads of rules appear.
This is also the fundamental reason why there are threads of rules in the wilderness.
"Where is the flaw in the space?"
Shen Lian looked through the memory fragments again. Whether it was the Sea Clan, the Cangqing Clan, or the previous Fat Alchemist, none of them had an accurate description of the broken space.
Even so, he still found some useful things from the memories of several people.
The background and knowledge of cultivators who came from sects were indeed broader than those of his self-taught counterparts. After comparing the memories of several people, Shen Lian confirmed that the overlapping space had already appeared in the world of immortal cultivation.
Similar overlapping spaces, threads of rules, and cultivators' ascension to immortality are all recorded in the inheritance of the Huashen Sect.
According to the three people's memories and insights, the main problem in the evolution of the order of heaven and earth in this space is to allow the cultivators to return to heaven and earth.
Shen Lian somewhat agreed with this point. After all, after the incident in the Wilderness this time, most of the cultivators attracted here were at or above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
At the beginning, there might be some Nascent Soul cultivators in the early stage, or even some Golden Core cultivators coming, but later, as the powerful people who gathered became stronger and stronger, these Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators were either killed or ran away.
There are hundreds of cultivators above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, including dozens of high-level cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation. Even if we can't catch them all in one fell swoop, at least we can kill 70% to 80% of them.
For dozens of immortal cultivation circles, it will indeed ease the resource shortage.
Take Shen Lian himself as an example. The resources he consumed in advancing from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to the late stage of the Nascent Soul were equivalent to those of several cultivators of the same level.
The more senior the monk is, the more resources he consumes, and the quality of the resources is correspondingly higher. Knocking off the leader is equivalent to alleviating the consumption of high-level resources.
And this group of cultivators returned to heaven and earth again. After the cycle of heaven and earth, they might be able to re-nourish some of the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.
Since they clearly know that there is a high risk of death in overlapping spaces, why do the monks still flock there?
In fact, the truth is very simple. People die for money and birds die for food. The killing in the overlapping space does not mean killing all of them at once.
In addition to the so-called rules and order, there will be a part of cultivators who will get the opportunity to advance to the God Transformation stage, or to become higher-level God Transformation cultivators by comprehending the rules and order.
This has been confirmed long ago when overlapping spaces appeared in the past.
For hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, what if the one who advances to the Divine Transformation stage is themselves? And what if the one who advances to the Divine Transformation stage and comprehends the first level of rules is also themselves?
As soon as he advanced to the God Transformation stage, he had a turn of rules to rely on, and his combat power suddenly became the top one in the early stage of the God Transformation stage. He might even be able to compete with those in the middle stage of the God Transformation stage.
The ideal state of mind is to be found in dangerous places. This has been the truth since ancient times.
Through the opportunity of searching, Shen Lian learned that there were a large number of rule threads in the flaws of space, so he asked his clone of merit to start searching.
However, there are too many overlapping spaces. He estimated that even if there are flaws in the space, they would definitely be hidden in the deepest part, and it would not be easy to find.
While looking for flaws in the space, the Merit Clone kept encountering other cultivators.
There is no doubt that any cultivator encountered by the Merit Clone, as long as there was blood on his body, would be dealt with by him in order to help the Order of Heaven and Earth, and he would also collect some spoils.
In this way, more than half a year passed.
The number of fellow Taoists who fell into the hands of the Merit Clone reached thirteen, including five in the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, seven in the late Nascent Soul, and one in the middle Nascent Soul.
As soon as he encountered it, the Merit Clone would not say another word and would just go up and punch him in the face.
Whether it be the Seven Color Sect, the Cangqing Clan, or some other cultivators from the immortal cultivation sects, as long as there is red light on their bodies, we will go up and kill them.
If there are any problems, they can go and discuss it with his backer themselves. Shen Lian is only responsible for sending them to meet the backer.
As for him, he packed the memories he had collected into jade slips and gave them to Erwan, who then categorized them into different categories to enrich his own collection.
…
Half a month later.
In a vast wasteland, the clone of Merit flew for more than 100,000 miles. The area was filled with a strong smell of resentful souls.
In some places you can still see broken pieces of resentful souls, as well as the remaining magic power from the fight.
This space is more stable than any other space he had encountered before. He has been here for five days without encountering any space damage.
After walking another thousand miles, the Merit Clone stopped and looked into the distance.
At the end of the distance, there was an extremely huge black vortex covering the void, and in the vortex, there was an extremely huge black dragon shadow.
A series of "boom", "boom" and "dong dong" sounds were heard, continuously bombarding into the vortex from the outside, but they were all swept away by the dragon shadow in the vortex.
Outside the vortex, more than a dozen figures occupied different positions, constantly releasing spells and offering magical treasures.
After staring for a few seconds, the Merit Clone immediately restrained its energy and flew towards the vortex in front.
"Fellow Daoist, let's suppress the Yin Dragon together and divide the power of rules equally."
Just as he approached the vortex, the Merit Clone heard a shout. The speaker was a cultivator with a personal formation floating around his body and a colorful sword in his hand.
With the protection of the portable formation, the energy washed out from the vortex posed no danger to this person at all. On the contrary, every time he dropped his sword, it would hit Yin Long hard.
"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what Fellow Daoist Qiu of Xuanlian Zhenzong said?"
Seeing that the Merit Clone did not take action immediately, another tall and thin figure scolded him.
"Xuan Lian Zhen Sect?"
The Merit Clone took a closer look at the Five-Colored Longsword Monk, who was dressed in a white robe, had handsome features, and a strong background. No wonder he was able to gather this group of monks.
"Here I am, willing to serve you, fellow Taoist."
After realizing it for a moment, the Merit Clone pinched his hands together and shot out a stream of red fire towards the whirlpool.
But when his attack landed on the whirlpool, there was a sharp sizzling sound, and they soon annihilated each other, without consuming much of the energy splashing in the whirlpool.
The nine-headed Yin dragon in the vortex took a few more glances at the moment the merit clone appeared.
It’s no wonder that the cultivators from the Xuanlian Zhen Sect gathered people to besiege this nine-headed Yin dragon.
On each of the nine heads of this Yin Dragon, there is a wisp of rule power floating, and each wisp has reached the first level.
The most terrible thing is that above the middle of the skull, there is a strand of purple rule thread flashing with lightning.
The thread of rules with thunder attributes.
More than a dozen people joined hands and continuously bombarded the whirlpool. Even though the aura of Yin Long was as vast as the ocean, the long-term consumption still caused Yin Long to roar in anger.
A ferocious look was revealed in a pair of huge eyes.
"hold head high!"
Suddenly, the Yin Dragon opened its mouth, and a black stream of light suddenly emerged. Before everyone could react, it directly hit one of the monks.
This unfortunate fellow Taoist didn't even have time to scream before his body was shattered by the black light and his entire body quickly turned into light.
This scene made the remaining monks launch attacks in succession as defense, and then retreat.
Seeing this, the Yin Dragon let out a roar and rolled up a large amount of Yin Qi, which suddenly sank into the big hole in the middle of the vortex.
It was not until this moment that Shen Lian discovered that there was a hole under the vortex, which was as dark and deep as an abyss, emitting a cold chill.
Seeing that everyone was frightened, the Xuanlian Zhenzong cultivator with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes spoke, "This dragon has been attacked by us for a long time, and its own magic power has long been exhausted. Which Taoist friend will follow me to kill it and take the power of rules and share it equally."
(End of this chapter)