"It hasn't changed for a while. Has the battle outside ended?"
"I'll just take a look. If something's wrong, I'll summon the attribute panel immediately."
Within his Sea of Consciousness, Yang Hong couldn't tell how fast time was passing, so he could only count the time himself.
His attributes hadn't changed for some time.
[Yang Hong: Sixth Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty. (Severely Wounded)
Daily灌顶 (Guan Ding) times: 12/12
Lifespan: 52/2000 (100)
Cultivation: Million Year Magic Power (Nascent Soul Realm): Strength 200 jin, Spiritual Sense 13000 li)
Cultivation Technique: Top-tier Breathing Technique 399 layers, Super-tier Body Tempering Technique 2 layers
Martial Skills: Earnest Punch, Casual Slash, Earnest Sword
Spells: Rain of Blessings (Mastered), Salvation Demonic Sound (Proficient)...
Intent: Fist Intent: Fearless Courage, Protection
Sword Intent: Gentle Breeze
Special Ability: Soul Reinforcement]
His current state was clearly marked as "Severely Wounded."
His spiritual sense and magic power remained, but his physical body was in serious trouble. His strength had plummeted from 49.99 million jin to a mere 200 jin, a catastrophic reduction.
It was a complete downfall from the top to the very bottom!
However, his spiritual sense had made a breakthrough, reaching an astonishing distance of 13,000 li.
Worried, Yang Hong decided to take a risk and exited the attribute panel.
"Holy hell! Is this still my Sea of Consciousness?"
When he exited the attribute panel, he was shocked by the state of his Sea of Consciousness.
The vast, boundless ocean he had known had transformed into a starry sea.
Fragments of red, gray, gold, and black scattered throughout the Sea of Consciousness, slowly drifting.
"Those two True Demon souls are gone, but their residual aura remains.
They've shattered themselves in their fight!"
"This is all mine now, hehe~
Lingbao Tianzun, calm the form; disciple's soul, the Netherworld within the five organs.
Azure Dragon and White Tiger, formations orderly arrayed; Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise, guard me true."
Seeing this, Yang Hong immediately formed a guess and quickly began to use the [Purification Mantra] to guide the power of the Four Spirits to repair his Sea of Consciousness.
Then, he used the Eight Divine Mantras to heal it.
The process was the same as before when fighting the Yin Soul True Demon, only it took longer.
Under the effect of the Eight Divine Mantras, the Four Spirits Dao Palace was the first to be repaired. The originally purplish-gold Four Spirits Dao Palace now became a Dao Palace of red, gray, white, and yellow.
These colors perfectly matched the Four Spirits.
Yang Hong could feel that the new Four Spirits Dao Palace was a hundred times sturdier than the previous purplish-gold one.
The color of his Sea of Consciousness remained purplish-gold,
but the originally flat Sea of Consciousness had undergone a significant change.
It had become a three-dimensional Sea of Consciousness, 300 li in height and with a diameter of 3,000 li.
Within the purplish-gold Sea of Consciousness, specks of golden soul energy slowly moved.
Furthermore, in the four directions—up, down, left, and right—of the purplish-gold Sea of Consciousness, there existed ten times the amount of void Sea of Consciousness.
"My immortal cultivation is getting weirder and weirder. I've never heard of a three-dimensional Sea of Consciousness.
And how exactly do I calculate the size of my Sea of Consciousness?"
Yang Hong was baffled by his own situation.
But no matter how confused he was, it was a significant improvement.
As his Sea of Consciousness recovered, the spiritual sense attribute on his attribute panel directly reached 18,000 li.
While his Sea of Consciousness and spiritual sense had been enhanced, his physical body was in dire straits.
When Yang Hong opened his eyes again, he was standing naked on a desolate land. Within a hundred-mile radius, there was no sign of life.
Not only were the demonic corpses, bone demons, and wandering souls gone, but even the normally growing plants had vanished.
Within a hundred miles, it was a massive explosion site.
Yang Hong was still inside the mouth of a giant skeletal head, but the magic power field that had restrained him had disappeared.
"Bang~"
Seeing the skull head still there, he slapped it with force.
However, apart from his hand throbbing with pain, it had no effect.
"Hiss~ Pain. How long has it been since I've felt such pain?
It feels like I haven't been injured or felt pain since coming out of the spatial passage."
Looking at his slightly reddened palm, Yang Hong frowned.
His once powerful body had been corroded by a large amount of demonic energy during the battle between the Corpse True Demon and the Bone True Demon, and his entire body was on the verge of collapse.
"Fireball Spell~ Boom!"
A first-tier common spell, Yang Hong cast it with just a thought.
The spell's power was immense; the fireball was the size of a basketball upon appearance, and it even chipped off a sliver of bone from the remnants of the Bone True Demon.
"Five Thunders Strike Heaven~ Rumble~"
A fifth-tier grand spell directly blasted a three-foot-wide hole in the skull's crown.
The spell's power had increased compared to before.
Yang Hong tested his other spells and intents.
His spells' power was unaffected by his severe bodily injuries, but his intents were troublesome.
He couldn't release his intents because of his severe injuries. He could only condense them, and as soon as he tried to release them, his body showed signs of collapse.
Frightened, he quickly dispersed his intents.
"I need to leave here quickly. The demonic energy is everywhere, and it's too dangerous.
If I'm further eroded by the demonic energy, I'm afraid I'll surely die!"
After casting a few spells, Yang Hong felt that the disturbance of the spells had caused the surrounding demonic energy to gather here again.
Cautious Zhu Cizhao put on his clothes, took out his small iron shield, and confirmed his direction.
"Earth Evasion!"
Compared to the sky and the ground, underground was safer.
This time, Yang Hong took three hours to successfully reach the green blinking dot indicated on the map of the small iron shield.
It was the ruins of a collapsed palace.
Yang Hong found a hall measuring nine zhang square underground. As soon as he entered, the small iron shield detached from Yang Hong's control and flew to the center of the hall.
With a "click~" sound of a mechanism, eighty-one stone pillars rose from the ground of the hall.
"Teleportation array?"
Seeing the distribution of these stone pillars, Yang Hong recognized it immediately.
It was very similar to the small teleportation arrays of the South Scale Sea Horse tribe, which was why Yang Hong could recognize it.
"The energy used should be top-grade spirit stones, right? Looking at the size of the pillars, the quantity required must be considerable."
Yang Hong placed all the top-grade spirit stones he had in his hand onto the eighty-one stone pillars. Before he could activate them,
a dazzling white light immediately ignited.
"Holy hell~"
Seeing this, Yang Hong was greatly alarmed. He hadn't even activated it, and it was already teleporting. This was not good.
If he got trapped in a spatial passage again, it would be disastrous.
The most terrifying part was that Yang Hong didn't even know how to use this teleportation array!
He immediately took out the small iron shield he had obtained earlier and poured all his magic power into it frantically!
Now, all he could do was place his hope on this key having some hints or instructions. If not,
he could only leave it to fate.
"Crack~ Crack~ Crack~"
To his despair, cracking sounds echoed around him. The pillars filled with top-grade spirit stones began to crack.
The teleportation's white light flickered unstably.
"Not enough spiritual energy?"
Yang Hong didn't dare to think further. While maintaining the magic power input to the small iron shield,
he entered the scale space with his spiritual sense, found several storage bags filled with spirit stones, took them out, and dumped them out regardless of their quality.
Only when there were nearly a million low-grade spirit stones did the white light erupt, and Yang Hong's figure vanished from his original spot.
Not long after Yang Hong disappeared, the underground hall, under the corrosion of demonic energy, quickly weathered into gravel.
The last teleportation array connecting the Human Race back to the Taiyuan Continent in the Myriad Monster Islands domain had completely disappeared!