this infinite world

Chapter 1080 Time Corridor! ?
Yang Yun had a very strange feeling.

He felt that after he held Xue Na's hand, his entire soul seemed to float out of his body and rise upwards... It was not an upward movement in the physical sense, but a higher-level feeling, similar to the feeling of ascending dimension or traveling through time, and this feeling was reflected in his mind as a half-asleep and half-awake state, just like the dream state when the Lord God was teleporting.

This feeling was actually quite amazing, because after Yang Yun unlocked the fourth-order advanced gene lock - or more accurately, after he mastered the realm of the fourth-order gene lock, he rarely experienced the half-awake feeling when the Lord God teleported. Instead, he felt the pain of having his entire body completely shattered and then reassembled, like being tortured to death.

Therefore, experiencing this long-lost feeling of being half asleep and half awake is actually a novel experience for Yang Yun. Anyway, he only needs to wait for the end of the transmission and open his eyes to reach his destination...

——Wait, something seems wrong!

Suddenly, Yang Yun recalled everything that happened before. At the moment when he held Xue Na's left hand, he could still clearly feel the palms of the Zhongzhou team on his body, especially Zhao Yingkong's slender hand tightly holding the five fingers of his left hand - but now, all these touches have disappeared, and he doesn't even know when all this happened!

Something was definitely wrong. Something was definitely wrong.

The brilliance of Jianmu rose in a state that Yang Yun had no idea could be considered his body, soul, or true spirit. At this moment, the comfortable feeling of being half asleep and half awake turned into a familiar pain, and his upward speed also suddenly increased, like a hot air balloon turning into a space rocket!
——I can’t just passively go with the flow like this.

The moment this thought arose, Yang Yun opened his eyes and took a step forward—not the "front" as in "above".

The sound of wind sounded under his feet, and along with the corresponding movements, his body, his consciousness, as well as his spirit and soul were constructed under the impetus of his will. As a result, the captain of the Zhongzhou team had a complete form, standing in the void, and the world also regained its corresponding appearance.

Yang Yun shook his head. He felt as if his brain was filled with wind, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. At that moment, it seemed to him that he had experienced an endless river of time, but it also seemed that he had just taken a simple step forward... It was not until clear thinking and calm judgment filled his limbs again that Yang Yun truly realized the situation he was in.

He was in the middle of an endless array of troops.

To be precise, Yang Yun was among the countless cultivators who were arranged in a military formation... and to be more specific, his body and that of another cultivator who was holding a sword and looking intently in a certain direction were almost half overlapping.

But even with such a "horrifying" scene, neither Yang Yun nor the "overlapped" cultivator felt anything at all, and they didn't even feel any touch. It was as if although their bodies were overlapping at the moment, they were in completely different dimensions.

—What's going on? A more advanced Pensieve?
Yang Yun shook his head and finally remembered what he was doing. Although he was confused about where Zheng Zha and the others had gone, he still took the first step to pull his body out of the waist of another cultivator, and realized that he seemed to be in Xue Na's memory... After all, under normal circumstances, how could there be such a model overlap like a bug in the game? Only magic props like the Pensieve could do this.

——However, can the Pensieve achieve such a perfect reproduction?

Yang Yun looked around, feeling the surging energy and the countless powerful consciousnesses in his surroundings. To be fair, the energy in the space was unprecedented, even in the plane of the Legend of Sword and Fairy, it was not as abundant as here, and the number of strong people was beyond imagination. The strong ones were comparable to the non-plane or even better, and the weakest ones were not inferior to the consciousness of ordinary Yuanshen period cultivators... Compared with the meditation basin, it seemed more similar to the cultivation illusion created by Chu Xuan for Zheng Zha - Yang Yun clenched his fists and thought so, and he soon noticed that the eyes of these cultivators seemed to be fixed on one place, which was also the center of the encirclement. There seemed to be a silver-haired woman there, pulling a little girl with the same silver hair and looking around vigilantly...

"Arthas? Xuena?"

At this moment, Yang Yun finally couldn't help but speak out. At the same time, a big stone fell from his heart. No matter what, this is Xue Na's memory after all.

——Until his voice attracted the attention of countless cultivators.

The moment Yang Yun opened his mouth, his body suddenly solidified from virtual to real, like Schrödinger's cat, and became the "reality" observed by the outside world, causing all the cultivators in uniform to cast extremely surprised eyes. After a brief moment of surprise, these cultivators looked at the main god watch on Yang Yun's right wrist in unison.

"Members of the Samsara Squad!!!"

"kill!!!"

--Grass!

The phantom of Jianmu instantly turned from virtual to real and took on countless spells, magic weapons, flying swords and runes, but these attacks came too fast and too fiercely, shaking Jianmu's light and causing the energy in Yang Yun's body to surge.

But compared to the energy disorder that could be restored with a slight circulation of immortal spiritual power, what shocked Yang Yun even more was the intensity of these attacks - each move had a power close to that of an immortal-level cultivator or above, and the momentum was ruthless. Even the methods and details of these attacks were very different. It was as if at this moment he had returned to the battlefield in his dream and found himself in reality, and there really were so many cultivators attacking him!

——No, something is wrong. If the function of the Pensieve is real, it will never be so realistic. It even simulates the attacks from the outside world and everything about my current body. Compared to the Pensieve in the Harry Potter world, this feels more like the unique spell of the Nuwa clan in the Chinese Paladin world, the Soul-Returning Fairy Dream... Soul-Returning Fairy Dream! ?

Xue Na, the Three-Eyed Clan, Kunlun, and what Pei Jiao said, the key to the Tower of Babel...

Suddenly, countless clues seemed to converge into a line, and an almost impossible idea emerged in Yang Yun's mind, even making him exclaim uncontrollably: "Damn it, could it be..."

"Time Corridor?!"

(End of this chapter)