ninety thousand miles

Chapter 463: Spire
So, Li Chuan also followed the thread and saw the scene outside the space.

Countless drops of water poured down from above like spilled pearls, and dense vines rolled like dragons in the rain.

Under Yao Shuang's control, they were like a tireless ship, crashing into the rain curtain formed by the soul-devouring creatures, and crashing into the fiercely entwined vines. They broke through the waves and rushed forward on an endless unknown road.

Li Chuan controlled the Yuan silk, making it stick tightly to the outer wall of the space and slowly extend.

The vines seemed to sense the presence of Yuansi, and dozens of vines stretched towards Yuansi at the same time. Li Chuan controlled Yuansi to dodge, but every time he dodged, more vines quickly attacked. In the end, Yuansi was entangled by one of the thin vines and could not escape.

Li Chuan felt the vines and the deep silk being pulled in the ripples.

ripple……

As Yuansi stretched out, the sound of the pot was heard.

Li Chuan was very calm.

He thought he would be afraid, or at least nervous, but no, those emotions seemed to be pulled away from him.

He looked down upon everything he perceived through the ripples of the kettle's sound.

He let the vines climb up the deep silk inch by inch, and then gradually explore the hole. He could even hear the sound of the leaves rubbing against the hole.

He felt the rhythm of the vines, the rhythm of the water drops, and the rhythm of the space rushing forward. Ripples spread out layer by layer, and between the ups and downs, the vines, the water drops, and everything he sensed were incorporated into his rhythm.

The sound of the kettle became louder and more urgent.

Yao Shuang also turned to look at him.

Li Chuan listened carefully, all the tiny sounds were like small trickles of water interweaving together, eventually converging into the sound of a surging sea.

surge.

The boundary area was torn apart in an instant, and at this moment, the woven abyss silk followed the guidance of the ripples and wrapped up Yao Shuang's space.

Outside the abyss, vines and soul-devouring creatures were all annihilated. Within the abyss, space was rushing forward where there were no more obstacles.

Li Chuan stopped playing the kettle.

I'm so fucking awesome. As soon as this thought came to his mind, the withdrawn emotions and heavy fatigue all poured into his body, forcing him to fall to the ground, and then he started coughing violently.

His bones were also aching, and his ribs began to ache when he coughed. He could only take a deep breath while finding some water from his Green Water Ring. He would quickly drink a few sips when he was not coughing. After some effort, he finally suppressed the urge to cough.

He adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, took a breath, and coughed twice before he recovered.

He raised his head and saw Yao Shuang staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Li Chuan asked.

"Nothing." Yao Shuang turned around and continued digging forward.

So Li Chuan continued to sit and breathe. After a while, he felt bitter in his mouth, so he took out some preserved fruit to eat. After eating two bites, he felt very hungry again. Before coming in, he knew he would stay for several days, so he took a bigu pill. It was estimated that he had consumed too much just now, so the bigu pill took out another cake and ate it with water. Finally, the panic and anxiety in his chest and abdomen subsided.

After finishing the cake, he looked around the tunnel for a while and suddenly said, "I think something is wrong with those soul-devouring creatures."

Yao Shuang turned around and looked at him.

"So many Soul Devourers gathered together...but I didn't hear that sound." Li Chuan said.

"What's that sound?" Yao Shuang asked.

"The sound that guides them? I don't know either," Li Chuan rubbed his brow and said, "They don't seem to be of any use, right? There are so many of them, but they are not as threatening as the vines."

Yao Shuang didn't respond to his words, turned back and continued to dig forward. Li Chuan didn't care, and said to himself: "It's useless to have a large number. I feel that it is not the same as the one I encountered in the capital. Is it the one from the troupe? Did they leak out here and then be retrained?"

"The White Walkers in Xialin Village seem to be useless except for parasitizing. It takes a White Walker twenty years to fully transform into a White Walker, but it only takes ten days, a half month or a month for a Soul Eater to devour a person's memory. After the memory is devoured, the person becomes a cripple. It seems to be useless anyway."

"If the Devouring Spirits here don't have anything to parasitize, how did they become so numerous? The Devouring Spirits in Qiufeng Village are also limited by the number of people in a village..."

Li Chuan thought about it over and over again but couldn't figure it out.

"Can you cast the spell just now again?" Yao Shuang's voice came from the front.

"Do it again? Are there still vines ahead?" Li Chuan asked.

"More than that." Yao Shuang said.

"I'll try my best." Li Chuan said, and then asked: "Now? Or later?"

"It will take a while." Yao Shuang said.

"Do you still have the pill you gave me just now?" Li Chuan asked.

"That one is gone, you can try this one. The medicine is quite strong, but you... should be able to bear it." Yao Shuang said.

Li Chuan felt a flash before his eyes, and a palm-sized wooden box fell in front of him.

He picked it up, opened it, and saw a white pill. He picked it up and put it into his mouth. Then his whole face wrinkled. He hurriedly raised the water bag he had just taken out and gulped the pill down into his mouth.

How could there be a bitter and salty elixir? Aren’t they usually sweet and melt in your mouth, sending a warm current through your body... Li Chuan felt as if his internal organs were burning. He hurriedly continued to drink water, and only after he finished the rest did he finally recover.

After all the hard work, the feeling of fatigue is gone.

Li Chuan sat up straight, took out the Tianyin pot and the butterfly spirit, put them away, closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and when he opened his eyes again, he concentrated and rubbed the Tianyin pot.

The abyss of silk is still shrouded in the outer layer of space.

He looked in the direction where the space was moving, and as the sound of the pot spread, he could see farther and farther away.

His emotions were taken away, and his eyes were indifferent.

The vines all around meandered upwards, forming layers of spirals.

The soul-devouring rain is still falling.

There was a blue light flashing ahead. Li Chuan suddenly realized that they were inside the tower, rising towards the top of the tower, and the blue light was coming from the top of the tower.

"What on earth is this blue light?" Li Chuan whispered.

"It's a magic weapon from the gods." Yao Shuang said.

Li Chuan was a little surprised that Yao Shuang actually answered his question.

Yao Shuang said: "Tianyumen hides a damaged magic weapon of the gods. I have tried to repair it, and tried various methods, but none of them worked. Maybe... maybe you can repair it."

"You can try it after you leave here." Li Chuan said.

Yao Shuang said: "I have seen similar light during the restoration process, but it was just a very dim light."

"But... in just a moment, I felt it penetrate my soul."

(End of this chapter)