Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

On the operating light screen, the parameters representing the temperature inside and outside the ship as well as the performance of the Psychic Shield are like injecting fortifiers, instantly breaking the alert line and going wild!

The star sea presents a very different picture than just now.

As the Golden Horn approached the Dark Flame Belt, this “Haunted River” finally tore the last disguise, stretching out countless fiery claw teeth.

You could have seen a dark, inky universe through the gap between the broken stars.

At this moment, the curtain is covered in tens of thousands of intricate reds.

Meteorites, starship wreckage and even a cosmic vacuum, as if everything was burning in a bear!

Behind the Golden Horn, countless meteorites and flames in the Dark Flame Belt are slowly spinning in the same direction, becoming faster and faster, gradually forming a red vortex more magnificent than the nebula.

The funnel-shaped whirlpool is deepest, but it's a little like a supernova eruption, so bright that it's invisible!

This vortex of nebula, like a falling snowball on a cliff, grows bigger and bigger, swallowing all the meteorites and flaming spirits around it, expanding at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

As a large mouth of blood basin suddenly opened in the star sea, biting towards the Golden Horn, the sun-burning flame is the sharpest fangs!

“True spiritual fusion, star vortex! ”

Li Yao and Shirazawa changed color at the same time.

True spiritual fusion is one of the most terrible natural disasters in the universe.

Ever since the cultivators realized that there are mysterious “spiritual energies” everywhere in the 3,000 great thousand worlds, the endless stars and seas, and have exhausted all means to “cultivate”, countless intelligent cultivators have wondered what the essence of spiritual energies is.

To this day, it has not been determined whether spiritual energy is a particle or a fluctuation.

Instead, there are a number of practitioners who have shifted the direction of exploration to another field.

Some practitioners wonder, what will happen if a spirit can be divided, and then divided, until it is completely inseparable?

Others wonder, what happens when countless pieces of spirit are constantly fused, gathered, compressed, condensed to the extreme?

These two studies, which have lasted for tens of thousands of years, are one of the most fundamental problems in the modern world.

Although the ultimate answer has not yet been found, the predecessors discovered that whether it is the fusion or fission of spiritual energy, after reaching a certain degree, it will instantaneously unleash an incredibly violent destructive power, far exceeding the energy that these spiritual energies themselves should contain!

And this, it is also very likely, is the source of the power of the Realists to move down the mountain and change the earth someday!

Spiritual energy fission and fusion can also be applied to astronomy to explain many incredible phenomena.

In places such as the Dark Flame Zone, countless violent spiritual energies are trapped in tiny crack spaces, attracting, impacting and agglomerating each other, and in hundreds of millions of collisions, meeting some kind of enchanted and enchanted condition has a very small possibility of "true spiritual fusion”.

Once true spiritual fusion occurs, like a chain reaction, it continuously absorbs more spirits around it and adds changes. In just a moment, it will consume hundreds of thousands of years of spiritual energy, all consumed, releasing unparalleled power!

If there is enough spiritual energy and matter around to reach the critical point, through true spiritual fusion, even a new star will be born!

Without enough spiritual energy and matter to reach the threshold, a powerful, destructive vortex of stars will be created, just like the Golden Horn is facing right now!

The deepest part of the vortex, the core of true spiritual fusion, is roaring and roaring, dragging all the matter and energy around, devouring the sky, constantly agglomerating, agglomerating, agglomerating to the limit, attempting to break through the threshold, feathering into stars!

This is perhaps one of the most spectacular facies of the star sea.

Moths, as they say.

Here, there are hundreds of millions of fierce flames, like moths, rushing into the whirlpool in fear and then into the deepest luminous mass of the whirlpool.

Each flame, hundreds of kilometres long, pierced the light sphere, but could only turn into an elongated red wire, disappearing in a flash.

The light sphere is a slight expansion round, and the halos are scattered, such as the atmosphere of the world's top handkerchiefs, swinging hundreds of thousands of kilometres away.

Inside the Golden Horn, it is naturally impossible to hear the sound of true fusion.

Yet the “click” of the starship's shell and the explosion of an unknown pharmacy unit from beneath the buttocks of the two men made it sound like this fiery demon laugh.

The Golden Horn struggled powerlessly for a moment and was captured by invisible suction, retreating back.

The Golden Horn is being dragged into the vortex.

The flames of light emanating from behind the Golden Horn's buttocks, compared to the flames of true spiritual fusion, are so bleak and insignificant, like the fleshy lambs beneath the teeth of a tiger claw, with a faint cry.

Dragged behind the starship's ass, the wreckage of the Ghost Prison, more like a dead leaf in a wind, swinging east and west, fragmented.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft! ”

All the glossy cords used to tow the Ghost Prison were cut off on their own initiative, lest they be dragged together to destroy.

The wreckage of the Ghost Prison was immediately captured by a vortex.

It's like being wrapped around invisible tentacles and dragged deep into the vortex.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the core of the vortex, it was completely crushed into powder by meteorites and flame streams, transformed into a flame stream, a cluster of small fireworks.

This scene is appalling to everyone.

“The power array is the strongest, we have to do everything we can to get out of the vortex! ”

“If it falls completely into the vortex, it will be too late. Even if the power is enough to counter the suction of true spiritual fusion, the strength of the starship will not hold, and it will be torn in half! ”

“Come on, come on, everybody, put on your armor and be ready to go into vacuum! ”

“The strength of the spiritual shield is falling fast. Fix it quickly. Fix it! ”

This fluctuating scream and yelling came from the communication channel.

Of all the sounds, there was a strange one called "Meteorite Rain!" There's an unprecedented meteorite rain ahead! ”

On the stereoscopic screen, a dense red dot of numbness rushed towards the Golden Horn.

This meteorite rain, originally in orbit far from the Golden Horn, does not match the Golden Horn Windmill.

But it was also dragged by the true spirit and fell into the "blood basin mouth”.

Meteorites fly at much faster speeds than the Golden Horn, and they crash right in front of each other!

Boom, boom, boom!

Ten thousand thunderbolts blew both inside and outside the Golden Horn.

The Golden Horn was like a lone leaf in a shocking wave, suddenly thrown at a peak of thousands of meters high, and suddenly fell into the bottom of a wave hundreds of meters deep.

From time to time, the crew is under ten times the gravity, while at other times it floats in the middle of the sky dancing with its hands and feet.

Fortunately, everyone wears crystalline armor in a timely fashion. If you are a normal person without crystalline armor, your brain may have been over-congested and your blood vessels burst to death.

The spiritual shield suddenly shines through hundreds of glorious colors.

Once each color is brilliant, the strength of the Psychic Shield is reduced by a tiny bit.

Continuous explosions are heard inside the generator, several metal plates engraved with symbolic arrays are completely boiling!

Li Yao and Shirazawa bite their teeth like lunatics, like two cyclones, appearing in seven or eight corners of the cabin at the same time, with few spare parts left to repair!

However, the density and intensity of this wave of meteorite rain was so high that under indiscriminate bombardment, the spiritual shield was finally unsustainable, and several striking caves appeared in front of it as if the ice had ablated.

The distance is too close and too fast to completely change the direction of meteorite rain even if the distortion force field is triggered to the limit.

Countless meteorites have been whirlpooled to thousands of degrees of heat, like a fireball, bombarding the shell of the Golden Horn!

The shell of the Golden Horn was suddenly full of sores.

It reminds me of a beetle that was eaten clean by ants.

Numerous compartments have been torn apart and massive debris thrown into the star sea, forming a glittering golden scale around the Golden Horn.

Li Yao's cabin was the first to strike.

Due to the principle of Psychic Shield activation, this compartment can only be set on the outermost level of the ship.

In just half a minute, a large number of meteorites bombarded the shell, and seven layers of armor were completely torn apart, including a defensive charm array between each layer of armor, unified into gray fly!

“Pfft, pfft, pfft! ”

Countless meteorites dragged out a deep red stream of light, ramming left into the cabin to the right, not only hitting a pair of many Pharmacopoeia units, one of which was impartial and hit Shirazawa!

Fortunately, Shirazawa was already wearing a crystalline armor and a spiritual shield expert. The situation was not good. Three layers of nested spiritual shields had already been built around her.

“Boom!”

Shirazawa was hit hard and the hole penetrated a metal clip wall, falling all over the rubble, life and death unknown.

Li Yao was still wearing the repair crystal armor “Rock Soldier”. In the dark red light in his helmet, although he still had no expression, his forehead was sweaty and furious.

He bit his lip tightly, first jumped aside, turned on the automatic repair system for the starship's shell, then took a blow with meteorite debris and jumped to the side of White Ze.

White's crystalline armored chest was completely broken, presenting a very obvious flame red dent, limb twitching, and completely unresponsive to Li Yao's call.

However, Li Yao sensed that he still had a very weak heartbeat and breath, which should only be disturbed by the spirit caught in the meteorite and temporarily fainted.

Li Yao frowned, cursing in secret.

In this case, even if White Zelig wakes up, because God's soul is damaged, it is impossible to carry out any more repairs.

A minute later, the meteorite rain finally passed.

But the Golden Horn was also stirred upside down, many compartments exploded, many tunnels were blocked by rubble, and many Pharaoh units stopped operating.

Most importantly, there was a small-scale explosion in even the power compartment, and the two active force arrays failed completely.

In chaos, the Golden Horn was completely dragged into the vortex of the stars, falling into the heart of true spiritual fusion.