"The Ghost Face is advancing in rank, don't disturb it," Ji Fengyao said to An Zijin and the others who had rushed over after being alerted by An Zijin.
The magpie nodded in understanding as it was held in Ji Fengyao's hand, and only then did Ji Fengyao release it.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the dense, silent opening and closing black cracks and the ashes scattered on the ground.
If this move were used to kill an enemy, it would be impossible to defend against and extremely lethal; even a powerful figure in the Ascension stage might not be able to withstand it!
Ghostface is only at level six!
Even with this advancement, he's only at the seventh rank. Are the abilities of a seventh-rank demon beast really that heaven-defying?!
However, they were clearly overthinking it; these cracks were not summoned by the demon mask at all.
Ghost Face is completely unaware of the numerous terrifying cracks that have appeared around him. If he had known, he probably would have run away.
He is currently in a mystical state.
It was pitch black all around, the kind of black that truly meant darkness, a darkness from which there seemed to be no light ever again.
But he wasn't afraid at all, and unlike Ji Fengyao, he didn't feel lonely or desperate here.
On the contrary, he felt very close to this place, like a wanderer who had been away from home finally returning to his birthplace. He recalled many childhood memories, the image and feeling of being in his mother's arms, having his hair combed, and being whispered his childhood name in her soft voice.
"Today you shall go with Guiyuan, and you shall uphold your duty and do good for all living beings."
"Now that Guiyuan has rebelled, you should use the endless void to protect all living beings and choose another wise ruler."
"The Holy Realm may collapse, our race may be destroyed, but goodness must not be destroyed, and we must not serve a rebellious master."
His mother's admonitions, traversing countless billions of years, drifted back one after another, as gentle and tender as ever. Ghost Face could almost smell the calming scent emanating from his mother, as if he could see her again the moment he opened his eyes, and leap back into her arms with a single bound.
Along with these warm memories came the teachings his father had given him on how to cultivate enlightenment.
Following his father's instructions, Ghost Face slowly began to circulate the spiritual power within his body, mobilizing the mysterious dark substances within him to awaken.
Three pitch-black vortexes, growing larger and smaller, slowly appeared in the upper part of his mind.
These three vortexes are all connected to a mysterious void space, and in each space there is a wisp of dark matter that leads directly to his sea of consciousness.
These dark substances merged with the dark substances inherent in the Ghost Mask itself, seeping into the Ghost Mask's flesh and blood, forming the Ghost Mask's bones and even hair, making the Ghost Mask completely integrated with these void spaces.
With just a thought, he can enter one of the void spaces and take refuge at any time.
However, the dark matter is only flowing into his body in one direction, while the dark matter in his body cannot flow back. Therefore, entering these three void spaces is like rowing against the current, which is quite strenuous, and he can only stay in them for a limited time.
Ghost Face roughly estimated that he could enter the largest void space at any time;
However, the resistance in this void is also the greatest, and he can't stay in it for more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The resistance in the middle void is relatively small, so he should be able to stay in it for about fifteen minutes.
The smallest void space has the least resistance, so he should be able to stay in it for about 45 minutes.
This should correspond to his three innate skills: frequent void jumps, intermittent void traversal, and long-distance void traversal.
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