Wu Chen woke up in the chaotic space, and the first thing he noticed was that there were points of light floating and swimming everywhere in the space.

This time, the number of elemental spirits far exceeded the last capture, and the space surrounded by the small chaos, except for a little gap around him, was completely filled with them.

Around the two statues, there were already many points of light that were squeezed very close, and Wu Chen only moved slightly, which drove a large number of elemental spirits to be agitated.

Countless points of light began to spread towards the chaotic boundary, they gathered close enough to resemble an endless ribbon of color, red, blue, white, green in small quantities of black and purple, gathered in the same color, different colors were squeezed and spliced, and large multicolored ribbons began to spread outward.

The boundary of chaos began to retreat, the area of the "egg yolk" began to expand, and a tingling itch appeared in Wu Chen's consciousness.

Wu Chen's soul state was a gray mist, floating on the silver pool of spiritual power, the area of the "egg yolk" increased, and the elemental spirits gradually retreated from his surroundings.

This series of changes began with one action of Wu Chen, until the area of the "egg yolk" was more than doubled, from four or five square meters to the size of a room, but the changes were only the beginning......

Below, the pool of spiritual power began to boil, a ripple appeared from the very center and spread around, the feeling of numbness became even stronger, the ripples pushed the pool of spiritual power to overflow the boundary of the puddle, and also began to expand its own area, until the puddle became a small pond, and the continuous ripples stopped.

As the area expanded, the pool of spiritual power became shallow, from full to only a thin layer, and tiredness appeared as the tingling disappeared, and at the same time, a radiant stone emerged from the bottom.

Wu Chen lowered his height, turned into a spiritual tentacle and gently touched the dazzling stone, "Boom~~", the entire chaotic space exploded with a thunderbolt, and Wu Chen's soul trembled violently.

The whole space began to shake like an earthquake, the two statues rose to the sky, and in front of the pond, a three-story white altar appeared out of thin air, the statues collided in the sky above the altar, and the strong light flashed, and the two statues merged into one, turning into a three-faced god statue and falling steadily in the center of the altar.

The front of the statue has no facial features, only the outline of the face and a blank piece, on the left is Figo's face, the expression is immature and soft, the eyes are half-open, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, a light smile will depict the warmth, sunshine, and peaceful charm vividly, the other side is Wu Chen's facial features, but the eyebrows are more sharp, the lines of the face are like a knife and an axe, the sword-like eyebrows are slightly raised, and the look in a pair of eyes is full of banter, contempt, and mockery.

A crown was worn on these three heads in different directions, the body of the god was covered in golden armor, more than two meters high, slender and completely in line with the proportions of the golden section, Wu Chen woke up from the huge shock, and immediately retreated, far away from this stone, a thin layer of spiritual power pool water was exhausted by this violent change, and the unstoppable tiredness made him have no time to think, and he immediately fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the ubiquitous elemental elves were already attached to the idol, just like putting on a thick layer of multicolored Xia clothes for him, Wu Chen's painstaking efforts to exchange elements were formed so lightly, the colorful Xia clothes were gradually thinning at a speed that was within the reach of the naked eye, the god statues were like sponges, and the elemental elves were like water, there was no entry and exit, only continuous absorption and penetration......

Wu Chen was completely confused about what this qiē, this space, this statue, and this stone represented, and the huge sense of fullness was transmitted from the full pool of spiritual power, constantly expanding, making his soul grow like a balloon, however, this was an illusion, in fact, the volume of his soul did not expand, but contracted and fluctuated like breathing......

Every time he fluctuated, there must have been a fine mist removed from his soul, and his current form gradually transitioned from a gray evacuation structure to a colorless and pure direction...... This feeling was so intoxicating that Wu Chen was almost immersed in this false power and couldn't extricate himself.

From beginning to end, the ice-like calmness and thinking have always dominated his soul, and the addiction only wakes up in an instant, and the mutation in the soul stops, and the white and gray is his soul state at the moment.

And on the idol of the altar, the elemental spirit has been absorbed, and the strong gravitational force does not allow him to have a chance to resist at all, his soul is sucked in, the head of the idol clicks and turns, and the entire chaotic space trembles, Figo's face switches to the front, and the half-closed eyes are completely open, staring at the void in front of him, as if he has seen through the barrier of space, and sees the boy who woke up in the tent.

Wu Chen opened his eyes, and the silver light that suddenly bloomed flashed in his eyes, and many belated feelings came rushing in, shocked, ecstatic, and proud...... The cold and absolutely rational mental state has dissipated, and many attributes such as ** and emotions of ordinary people have begun to dominate again.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Wu Chen jumped up and walked back and forth.

"The altar, the idol, the three faces...... What do you mean, what are the implications?" Wu Chen thought quickly, he instinctively felt that as long as he unlocked the secret of the chaotic space, everything that happened to him would be revealed.

Suddenly, he looked at the entrance of the tent and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?"

"Pavilion...... My lord, the situation outside is not good......" was Lillian's voice.

The mind moved again, and the tentacles of the spirit overflowed the tents, the camps, and the dense forests...... It's like a layer of ripples spreading around with Wu Chen as the center, in this ripple, he "sees" and perceives, and incorporates this small square world into his "eyes" in all directions without dead ends.

That eye was in the center of the eyebrows, invisible, and the spiritual power overflowed from here, spreading into ripples and spreading around, about a hundred meters in a radius, every grass and tree, all life.

Wu Chen trembled, his eyes slowly closed, the conflict between the two visions disappeared immediately, and a three-hundred-six-degree hologram appeared in his consciousness without any appearance, extremely clear.

Four bonfires burned in the four corners of the camp, the carriage stopped right next to the tent, a dozen mercenaries with various weapons in a circular array blocked the entrance of the tent, the two horses had fallen to the ground, the blood was still flowing, and the wounded soldiers on the raft had stiffened and cooled......