(God's perspective)

If he opens his eyes, he finds that he is in a strange state. He thinks that his body is one, but the scene he sees completely subverts his perception——

Whether it is the hands, feet, heart, liver, lungs and other internal organs, they exist in different places and are not connected. However, the existence of each place can be sensed.

If he didn't know how long he had been in this state, he only knew the feeling of being touched by someone.

His vision gradually blurred, and darkness appeared in front of Wan Yi's eyes again.

When the darkness was illuminated by light again, Wan Yi could clearly see that he was lying on the experimental platform deep in the clouds.

Lying on the experimental table with Wan Yi was a phantom of dust and mustard that looked like a wooden man.

"What did you feel just now?"

Yun Qi took a deep look at his hand, which was already wearing black gloves, and then asked about what he would feel like if it happened.

Wan Yi also told Yun Qishen his feelings truthfully.

"I can feel the presence of my body, but nothing else. It's like a dream, but it's very tactile."

After listening to Wan Yi's words, Yun Qishen turned to look at the phantom of Chenji next to Wan Yi.

Wan Wan sat up at this time and looked at the phantom of Chen Gu.

"What's going on now?"

If you are confused, please ask.

"After testing you, I decided to add some more people. Although these mustards are for dead people, they can still help to a certain extent."

After saying that, Yun Qishen hooked his fingers and the phantoms of dust and mustard gathered into the appearance of a person.

Wan Yi frowned and looked at Yun Qishen with his child-like eyes, "You would never touch these dead people before."

"If I don't move now, everyone will be doomed."

"But……"

"In case, after going through so much, I don't think you still understand this.

Of course I also know how immoral it is to summon their bodies back like this. But now I can only do this.

Even the demons can understand what I did."

As Yun Qishen spoke, he opened a page of the black book and recited a spell. The dust mustard gathered into a human, stood up, left the experimental table, and began to take action.

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself for everything. You can obviously choose not to become this evil..."

"What if, what does it feel like right now?"

"What does it feel like?"

Wan Yi was interrupted by Yun Qishen's question, and he looked at Yun Qishen in confusion, and then he realized that his limbs were connected by black silk threads and floating in mid-air.

"That's how you feel now."

Yun Qishen was doubtful as he explained further.

Wan Wan was not surprised but changed his words and shook his head, "There is nothing unusual."

"Then can you control the changes in your body? Do you have any strange feelings about demonic energy?"

Yun Qishen used black silk thread to pull Wan Yi's broken limbs, and Wan Yi tried to control those broken limbs.

"There's nothing strange about it. It feels completely painless, as if these hands and feet are still on my body. Control is no problem at all."

Wan Yi's answer made Yun Qishen even more sure of the feasibility of this method.

Yun Qishen chanted the spell again and Wan Yi's limbs returned to their original positions.

"We'll stop here today. You can go back and rest. By the way, you can teach Qiu Shan how to deal with the magic soldiers outside for the time being. You can't do it the way you are now. After you find a way to change back to your original appearance, you can take him back.

The matter of leading the magic soldiers."

Yun Qishen gave an order, and Wan Wan nodded and left.

Yun Qishen then began to study the power in the black book more seriously.

At the same time, in the upper world, Lingsi also broke through Ling Yaoqing's spell and became a perfect pure-blooded person standing in front of them.

"Are you the one who woke me up?"

Ling Si, who had the memory of a pure-blooded person, opened his eyes and looked at Ling Yaoqing for the first time.

Ling Yaoqing politely bowed slightly to the pure-blooded person, "There is nothing wrong with being a little one. Because I think you are the strongest existence in the world, and only your existence can summon the legendary book of power."

Ling Yaoqing directly mentioned the Book of Power, and the man in black robe on the side thought she would hide it.

"The Book of Power? What is that?"

Reiji, who inherited the memory of a pure-blooded person, became curious, "Why am I the only one who can summon it?"

"Because you are the supreme being, no one in the world can match your power. And the book of power here will appear with your appearance."

Ling Yaoqing saluted, and Ling Si approached step by step.

"You said that the book will appear with my appearance? Then where is the book now? I want to see what the book that only follows the strong looks like.

Book, please hand it over."

Ling Si gently patted Ling Yaoqing's shoulder.

But Ling Yaoqing felt her shoulders become heavier because the book of power did not appear within the time she budgeted.

How could it be? Why hasn’t the Book of Power appeared yet?

The man in black robe was just trying to buy time for Ling Yaoqing, but just as he was about to move, Ling Si shook his hand and severed his arm.

"!!!"

Everyone present was surprised by this.

What kind of powerful force could cut off the arm of the man in black robe?

Yes, his power is very powerful, but why doesn't the Book of Power appear?

"Don't make any trouble, where is the Book of Power?"

The pure-blooded man asked Ling Yaoqing again. Ling Yaoqing was speechless. She couldn't bear the oppression. If a pure-blooded man could cut off the black-robed man's arm so easily, he would also be able to do so easily.

Cut it into pieces yourself.

Although Ling Yaoqing knew that her curse would not kill the black-robed man and herself, the recovery time was too long and she could not do other necessary things immediately.

As for why the Book of Power has not appeared for so long, she also needs to investigate.

"Are you, a woman, afraid that you are deceiving me? There is no book of power in this person at all, so are you just playing tricks on me?"

The pure-blooded man's tone was filled with anger, and Ling Yaoqing's body started to tremble instinctively.

"What do I think it is? Isn't it just some book of power? You want it so much?"

Hao Qi suddenly spoke from the side without fear of death.

Lingsi also turned to look at him, "Who are you?"

"Ha, as expected, the phenomenon of atavism is too serious, but you don't need to know who I am, you just need to make it clear that you are not the strongest."

What Xie Qi said here is more frightening than the oppression brought by pure-blooded people.

The Lingjing Taoists opened their eyes slightly and looked at this green-haired brat who didn't take it too seriously.

"You said I'm not the strongest? Do you want to give it a try?"
Chapter completed!