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However, among them, the faces of the two were a little dignified, and that was the public loss of Cangyou and the public loss of Yushan.

They are not like other clansmen and elders, and even, in the depths of their eyes, there is a strong sense of jealousy!

"Alas, that way is certainly the best way to temper spiritual power, but ......"

Gongyi Yushan took two steps forward, walked to Gongyi's side, and looked nervously at the array that burst with dazzling blue light.

"I hope he won't provoke Gu Min Ancestor......"

Gong Yu Cangyou also looked at the formation, swallowed his saliva, and said with palpitations.

Gong loses Gu Min, Gong loses a family for thousands of years, and the craftsmen have the highest attainments of the master craftsmen!

The condensation of the spiritual sea of the Gongyi clan, he has a great contribution!

It is precisely because of his existence that it has condensed into a spiritual sea!

In the sea of spirits, time does not know how long has passed, maybe a quarter of an hour, an hour, or a day, or even a year!

In this space, there is no longer the kind of huge movement caused by the confrontation of two powerful spiritual forces.

The endless suppression of the spiritual sea continued continuously, but Qin Yichen no longer made that kind of resistance, but sat cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, the body of spiritual power in his sea of consciousness was undoubtedly several times more condensed than before!

And in this body of spiritual power that had almost completely stared, it was as if a vortex of spiritual power had been formed, and waves of extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations were constantly spreading out from the vortex.

"Buzz ......"

When this kind of spiritual power fluctuation spread, it directly destroyed the suppressive power of the spiritual sea, and it did not affect him at all.

"Boom ......"

At a certain moment, Qin Yichen's sea of consciousness was like a spiritual storm, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuated, spreading out from the sea of consciousness, and finally eroded into every part of Qin Yichen's body!

The muscles, bones, and even cells in his body trembled at this moment, and his closed eyes also opened suddenly, and in his eyes, a spiritual fluctuation like substance erupted.

"Whew!"

A sharp sound of breaking the wind, carrying a strong spiritual power, erupted like a volcanic eruption.

"Boom!"

Under this powerful shock wave, even the coercion of the boundless spiritual sea was swept away.

Qin Yichen's eyes were like a pair of stars, extremely bright, until after a long time, that bright color slowly dimmed as the fluctuations of spiritual power weakened.

"Hoo ......"

Qin Yichen stood up from the ground, exhaling a long cloud of white gas, and when he just stood up, those scattered spiritual sea coercion came to him again, but these coercion only made his shoulders sink slightly, and they did not suppress him again!

"It is worthy of the spiritual sea of the Gongyi clan, this tempering is equivalent to my decades of penance!"

Feeling the almost condensed body of spiritual power in the sea of knowledge, the corners of Qin Yichen's mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

"However, this spiritual sea can't suppress me anymore......"

Even if he didn't deliberately resist it, the coercion from the Spirit Sea would not cause him much trouble, Qin Yichen also muttered.

It stands to reason that after this tempering is over, he should be teleported out, but for some reason, Qin Yichen is still in this space and has not been transmitted.

"Buzz ......"

As if he knew that he could no longer put much pressure on this young man, the coercion of the spiritual sea slowly dissipated.

And when this coercion dissipated, Qin Yichen's complexion changed suddenly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because when the pressure of the spiritual sea dissipated, his vision also became cheerful, and in his gaze, there was a cyan light in the center of the spiritual sea.

"Is that the heart of this spiritual sea?"

A flash of interest flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes, and then, with a movement of his feet, he walked towards the cyan light.

As he approached the cyan light, Qin Yichen's steps paused as he walked forward, his brows furrowed.

Because he felt that the fluctuations of the spiritual power in front of him were already like viscous liquid, and among these spiritual powers, a coercion that was several times stronger than the spiritual sea was also faintly diffused.

"Hoo ......"

Qin Yichen exhaled lightly, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, his footsteps slowly lifted, and then fell forward heavily.

"Boom!"

As soon as he stepped into the range shrouded by the cyan light, Qin Yichen's thighs trembled, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, his body leaned forward, and his entire body was squeezed in.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as he stepped into the range shrouded by the cyan light, a creepy feeling suddenly emanated from the bottom of his heart, and a coercion that was even more terrifying than the entire spiritual sea was also enveloped.

At this time, around Qin Yichen's body, the viscous spiritual power like water filled the entire space, and walking in it was like walking in a swamp, making it a little difficult for him to breathe.

"It's a feeling...... Could it be that in this spiritual sea, there was once an idea of surpassing the powerhouse of the 'Broken Spirit Realm'?"

Qin Yichen had a solemn look in his eyes, but his eyes were fiery looking at the center of the cyan light, his spiritual power body was already only one step away from being able to gaze completely, in the face of this pressure, he was even a little impatient!

"Knock! knock!"

Qin Yichen's eyes still did not fade at all, he took a firm step, accompanied by heavy footsteps, his figure was slowly walking towards the center of the cyan light at an extremely slow speed.

"Whirring ......"

After a while, Qin Yichen had already approached the most central place of cyan light, only a dozen steps away.

But this short distance made him have to clench his teeth, and every step he took out was as difficult as carrying a mountain, and with each step of landing, there was a subtle crunching sound in his body, as if he was moaning as a skeleton.

Sweat was already seeping out like raindrops, wetting Qin Yichen's clothes.

"Boom!"

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in this space, and every time the footsteps sounded, a puddle of sweat rolled down.

The closer to the central position, the stronger the pressure carried by that viscous spiritual power became, especially in the last few steps, which were several times stronger than when they first stepped into this cyan light!