I can travel a million miles

Chapter 227 Grave soil and black blood
Netherworld.

Above the vast graveyard, Chen Mu's figure appeared, suspended in the sky, and walked slowly forward.

Every step falls, a long distance is crossed.

Now that he has cultivated into a Yangshen, and when he comes to this Netherworld, he finally no longer has the feeling of being an ant facing the boundless sky.

Chen Mu took a step down and landed on the grave, then slowly bent down and picked up a handful of grave.

In the past, even if he had systematic protection, he would not have dared to directly touch the graveyard, the world of Netherworld, but now he can feel that although the aura of the graveyard is terrifying, it is not as terrifying as it used to be.

"This grave..."

Chen Mu looked carefully at the grave in his palm and murmured.

In the past, he couldn't see clearly what was contained in this grave, but now he can see it clearly. Although the surface of this grave is grave, its essence seems to be the accumulation of countless obsessions and resentments.

Those undead on the graveyard, after wandering for countless years, can no longer maintain their form even with obsession, most of them will collapse, and then scatter into handfuls of graveyard, falling into this gloom.

Nether, the vast and boundless grave, is all piled up by these accumulated obsessions and resentments.

"A grain of dust is a wave of resentment, and this handful of grave soil is the accumulation of countless resentments and obsessions. Indeed, even for Zhenjun Nascent Soul, it is a highly poisonous thing that can kill you in an instant. corrode their souls."

"Only at the level of the Yang God, with a pure heart and soul and no evil invading, can one ignore such graves."

Chen Mu looked at the handful of grave soil in his hand and whispered.

Just the resentment and obsession accumulated in this handful of graves has surpassed all the resentment and obsessions he has resolved so far. It can be seen how terrifying such a grave is, enough to easily bury Zhenjun Yuanying.

If there is no systematic protection, even if he just flew over the graveyard without direct contact, he would probably be eroded. Only now is he completely unhindered.

The vastness and darkness.

Just the area where he leaped is already hundreds of millions of miles away, and the graveyard is even more endless. It is hard to imagine how many obsessions and resentments have been collected in this nether world and melted in the endless years. For the grave.

Today's Chen Mu has been able to confirm that Netherworld is not only a world deeper in the spirit world, but it cannot even be a world in the boundary river. The level of its world is far higher than that of the mysterious spirit world.

even.

Chen Mu was able to conclude that even in other worlds in the boundary river, people who died full of resentment, their resentment could also fall into this nether world.

The source of the boundless graves in the nether world is likely to be the endless world in the boundary river, accumulated little by little in the endlessly long tens of millions, trillions of years.

Chen Mu took a deep breath, let go of his hand lightly, and the grave soil slipped down from his palm without a sound.

He took steps on the graveyard, and after walking a few steps, he crossed a long distance and approached the black bloodstain that he had been tracing to the source all along, and it made his heart palpitate just by looking at it.

Chen Mu slowly squatted down, tentatively trying to reach out to touch the black blood, but he stopped halfway, and looked at the black blood solemnly.

"This is……"

Long, long ago, he knew that this black blood was extremely terrifying.

Later, after he got the inheritance of the ancient mantra from the junction of the black blood, he roughly guessed that this black blood might be flowing from the terrifying existence that traversed the galaxy in the picture.

"The Mighty One, no, this is far beyond the level of the Mighty..."

Chen Mu murmured in his heart.

Although he has never really seen the Almighty Almighty, he has only seen the Almighty's shots in some past pictures, but through Tianyuan and many other traces, he can barely guess the power possessed by the Almighty.

A powerful being can destroy a world, a world as magnificent as the Xuanling Realm.

But it is obviously impossible to say that the blood flowing from it can soak through this vast grave, even if it is such a terrifying accumulation of resentment and obsession in the grave, it cannot be eroded, and it flows so far and huge.

The realm of the master of the black blood is undoubtedly above the power of refining the void.

Chen Mu could feel it.

If the black blood flowing on the ground has not dried up, then a random drop of it may have power not inferior to his present, comparable to a Yang God and Heavenly Monarch.

Even if it is dry now, there is still a terrifying and depressing power, gathered together, even if there is systematic protection, even if he has reached the Yangshen realm, Chen Mu is not willing to take the risk of touching it.

A drop of blood can compare to a Yangshen.

No matter how powerful the virtual refining ability is, it is impossible to reach such a height.

According to Chen Mu's current judgment, the other party may be the one who truly stands at the top of the infinite world, at the apex of human nature, standing on the border of the boundless river and the infinite world.

only……

Such an existence would actually be injured and bleed.

Even, judging from the dried blood, the other party may have died.

What kind of crisis is it that can make such an existence that is so high and almost the ruler of the world fall?
Chen Mu thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

He shouldn't be thinking about such things. It may not be a good thing to really know the answer. After all, with his current state, he can already do it. Any creature in the mysterious spirit world who recites his real name will be perceived by him.

At the level of refining virtual power, perhaps in a part of the boundary river, someone can feel it if they recite it.

Not to mention the existence of such a high degree as the master of this black blood.

I am afraid that there are infinite planes and infinite worlds apart. As long as you think of its name and existence in your heart, you may attract the attention of the other party. That is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing.

Chen Mu got up slowly, floated into the air again, then looked into the distance, and then had a thought.

Swish!
In an instant, the whole person left a tiny ripple in the void and disappeared in place.

At the level of the Yang God, even in this Netherworld, he cannot travel through the space, coupled with being oppressed, the flying speed is much slower than in the Xuanling Realm, and his flying speed in this Netherworld is also far faster than before. I don’t know how many times .

At this speed, tens of millions of miles flew by.

It didn't take long.

Another fork of black blood appeared in front of Chen Mu.

Two black bloodstains extended from the boundless graveyard and met in front of him, and at the intersection, there was also a familiar black ball of light floating.

However, when he came to the vicinity of the black light ball at this time, Chen Mu did not touch it directly, but stared quietly.

"A fragment of a thought..."

Chen Mu looked at it carefully for a long time before murmuring.

In the past, he couldn't see the essence of the black ball of light, but now he can vaguely see a corner of it. Although he still can't confirm it, he can vaguely make a judgment.

This black ball of light looks like a broken thought.

Today's Chen Mu has the body of the Yang God, and his thoughts can be divided into 12 thoughts. Every divided thought can be used as an independent incarnation, which is comparable to Yuanling and Yuanying Zhenjun.

But if these thoughts are broken and turned into fragments, they will be annihilated and dissipated.

12 thoughts are the smallest scale that Chen Mu's current mind and soul power can divide, and it cannot be divided into more, nor can it be divided into smaller ones.

The black ball of light in front of him is like a scattered thought, but this thought is broken, like a fragment of a thought, such fragments will not be annihilated, but barely maintain their existence.

"It's really dangerous."

After examining it carefully for a while, Chen Mu couldn't help but took a deep breath.

The owner of the black blood, such a horrible existence, even a broken thought, is also very terrifying. If he had contacted rashly before, if there was no system, he might have been eroded by it long ago.

Just like himself now, even if the whole body collapses and shatters, only a few thoughts are scattered, these few thoughts can still reorganize the body of Yangshen, and recover quickly.

Even True Monarch Nascent Soul would be quickly eroded by him if he dared to touch or absorb his ideas.

At the beginning, when he was not yet at the level of a true monarch, he rashly touched a black light ball like this and devoured a broken thought. Looking back now, how dangerous it was.

If there is no system, he may have completely lost himself at that time, and the broken thoughts of the master of the black blood will completely swallow him and revive him.

thought here.

Chen Mu stared at the black ball of light, hesitating for a moment.

Before, he was ignorant of everything, and only regarded this black light ball as an opportunity for the ghost, and continued to search along the black bloodstain, relying on the power of the system to continuously devour it and turn it into his own power.

But now, judging that the black light ball is so big may be the broken idea of ​​the black blood master. He is a little hesitant to let him swallow this kind of power again. Although there is a systematic protection, but if he swallows too much, he will Is it a good thing.

"Even if the system can completely annihilate its thoughts, if I receive too much of such an existence, its thought fragments, and its past memories, even if it will not be eroded, it will unknowingly change myself."

Chen Mu pondered.

Just like him today, if it is the kind of ordinary foundation cultivator who has not cultivated into a real person, even if he simply receives some of his memories and comprehends some of his experiences, it is possible to change himself.

But after Chen Mu thought about it for a moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the black ball of light.

Absorbing too much may cause bad effects, but now that he has just cultivated into a Yangshen, one part and two parts of broken thoughts, after systematic purification, have minimal impact on him.

If he later cultivates the great ability of refining the void, then the influence will be further reduced.

Just keep a safe scale.

(End of this chapter)