Pei Xing, like Jiang Xuance, hesitated in place for a while before taking a step.

Essentia with the qualities of steel emerged from his body, and was thrown into the upper prosthesis of his left arm.

The pitch-black metal prosthetic becomes deeper and deeper with the infusion of essentia, and intricate and symmetrical silver patterns flash from the metal surface.

At a glance, Qianzhou vaguely saw that it was a symmetrical "tree" - two branches extended from the thick trunk, and the branches were divided into two again at the end. One becomes two, two becomes four, until it is divided into eight strands, and then comes to an abrupt end.

Finer foliage fills the gaps between the eight branches, giving the crown part of the tree roughly a circle.

Even more striking than the canopy itself is the root system of the tree.

The knotted roots are intertwined, and they stretch deeper between the entanglements of each other. Tens of thousands of roots form a dense and vast web, even more magnificent than the canopy.

That tree seems a little familiar?

Qianzhou thought about it but couldn't figure it out, and it could only be attributed to the fact that the pattern was too abstract.

As Pei Xing imported more and more essentia, the black metal prosthetic actually gave Qianzhou a feeling of coming to life. It was no longer a metal object, but an extension of Pei Xing's body and soul.

The peculiar structure in the black box was activated, and the essentia instilled into the prosthetic limb by Pei Xing was transformed and returned to the whole body.

Sensing the changes in it, Qianzhou couldn't help but constrict his pupils.

Although they are still from the same source, the differences between the two are very obvious. It's like—

The furnace is quenched, and the cast iron is steel!

What an incredible thing!

The essentia comes from the transcendent soul and the sublimated will. Just as there are no two identical beings, there are no two transcendent beings who hold the exact same essentia.

And essentia tends to change only after a fundamental change in the soul or will of a transcendent being.

This kind of technology that directly treats essentia as a calcined material and returns it directly to the body after smelting without causing rejection can only be described as ingenious.

Compared to this, the Crystal Science of the Etroy School is simply weaker.

This slightly revealed tip of the iceberg gave Qianzhou a deeper understanding of the accumulation of Bailu Academy.

At the same time, he made a great reputation in the present world and the abyss, forcing the hundreds of schools of thought on the land of Qin to unite.

To be able to do this in just a hundred years, it is not unreasonable for Bailu Academy.

The metal on Pei Xing's left arm began to multiply like a living thing, and the black liquid covered Pei Xing's entire left hand and half of his shoulder—a set of external circuits were seamlessly embedded into Pei Xing's body.

The extra pressure generated by the calcination of essentia is all transferred to this external circuit!

Qianzhou couldn't help but smack his tongue.

It seems that this set of technology of Bailu Academy has reached a fairly mature point. It's just that I don't know if this set of techniques can only be used by a disciple of the Mo family like Pei Xing, or if it can already be popularized.

Perhaps, in a few years, even ordinary people will be able to exercise the power of transcendent beings.

This is just the tip of the iceberg that White Deer Academy has inadvertently revealed. So what kind of incredible technology does the [Minerva Mechanism] jointly built by the countries of the Western Continents, the [Hermes Workshop] and the [Buzhou Mountain] sitting in the abyss hold?

It is no wonder that in the past hundred years, there have been fewer and fewer wild transcendents, and even fewer have been able to make a name for themselves in the present world and the abyss. Many of the transcendent ladders have also been annexed by the [mainstream] in various places.

Whether this is good or bad, it is difficult for Qianzhou to draw conclusions even as an author.

Leaving these chaotic thoughts behind, Qianzhou found that Pei Xing had carefully taken five steps.

From the outside, he seemed to be much more relaxed than Jiang Xuance, but the metal armor that covered half of Pei Xing's body had already lit up with a dim red light, like a half-burned soldering iron on a flame.

After staying in place for a while, Pei Xing raised his foot again.

Qianzhou saw that the cyan veins on his neck were like wriggling earthworms, and the tense muscles showed their contours through the sweat-soaked thin clothes. A drop of black metal dripped down the fingertip and onto the ground, making a "snort" sound.

Pei Xing, who had taken the sixth step, stood in place for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, Qianzhou and Jiang Qinghan would have already made a move.

Half an hour had passed, and Pei Xing was still standing motionless, like a silent sculpture.

Qianzhou and Jiang Qinghan didn't make a sound urging, they just looked at him silently.

For transcendental beings who aspire to climb higher, the choice they face at this time is no less than life and death.

Finally, Pei Xing sighed deeply and slowly walked out step by step. It was just that two footprints were left deep in the ground at the position of the sixth step.

Pei walked back in front of the two, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, tangled or relieved.

"Old ginger will be handed over to me first, you can go. Pei Xing said.

Qianzhou nodded, and then asked as if he remembered something: "By the way, Pei Xing, how deep is it here now?"

Pei Xing smiled bitterly: "See for yourself." ”

As he spoke, Pei Xing handed the meter he was carrying to Qianzhou.

Qianzhou reached out to take it, only to find that the hands in the dial were spinning back and forth like a madman—probably mistaking itself for a Newtonian pendulum.

Jiang Qinghan walked up to Qianzhou and asked, "Together?"

"Good. Qianzhou nodded.

Considering the actual situation of the two people, if one person goes deep and has a problem, it is difficult for the other person to react from a long distance. So the two of them can take care of each other by moving forward together.

Qianzhou threw the meter to Pei Xing and walked out first.

After walking four steps in a row, Qianzhou didn't feel anything unusual. The white mist in front of him was still thick, and the unknown [Mythical Species] was hidden in it, and only a vague shadow could be seen revealing heavy pressure.

Qianzhou, who had faced the authority of the [Natural Disaster], where would he take such a sense of oppression to heart.

Jiang Qinghan also followed easily, and his light steps were also not affected by the pressure.

After all, this unknown [Mythical Species] has been dead for a long time.

Qianzhou took three steps again, only to feel that the white mist had faded slightly, and the vague shadows still failed to bring any useful information to Qianzhou.

Jiang Qinghan also took three steps and stood side by side with Qianzhou: "Do you see something?"

"No, we have to move forward. ”

So the two of them took two more steps, and only one back was left in the white mist.

Pei Xing and Jiang Xuance saw that their limits were easily broken by the two of them, and the taste in their hearts was indescribably complicated.

"What two monsters. Pei Xing sighed.

Jiang Xuance smiled bitterly: "There's no way around it, it depends on how far the two of them can go." ”