With the unprecedented strength of seeing and hearing, as if stepping into some strange realm, Wild also felt that something in the ability in his body was about to move, like... It's like what kind of chain reaction has happened to what you see and hear today.

Wilder knew it was the sound of his own soul and the black qi that had been absorbed into his soul and abilities from the demon island before.

This feeling... It's kind of wonderful.

It's like you're in control of this little world.

He is the god of this world.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to see the world soon." Wilde smiled devilishly and muttered to himself.

Wilde walked out of the palace and went straight to the methane forest on the treacherous wall.

However, Wilder prefers to call it the Beast Forest, where many powerful creatures live, some of which are in the deepest depths and are hundreds of meters in size, and even Wilder doesn't want to provoke them easily.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most dangerous area in Zeguo.

The air of the forest is filled with a foul smell similar to the smell of rotting meat, and there are colorless or colored poisonous gases wafting everywhere, among which the methane gas is the thickest, and there are terrible creatures here every day in the life and death fight, and at the same time, under the law of the law of the jungle, there are constantly weak biological remains in the air breeding all bacteria and poisonous substances, and over time, this place has become a land covered by poisonous fog.

However, even so, the creatures that live here have already evolved the ability to combat the poisonous fog environment here, and they, like Wild, are not afraid of the poisonous fog such as the methane here.

The palace guards train for life and death in a field not far away, and they also have to fight and fight with the creatures that live here every day.

This is also a way for Wilder to forge them, and the five hundred members of the Guardian Team who have survived to this day are all strong and elite who are proficient in survival and field confrontation.

Wilder didn't want to disturb them, and deliberately took a detour to a black dead wood field not far from the large ravine behind the forest.

No one will bother here, and in addition to poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, other large beasts and birds that do not have the ability to fly will also avoid this place as much as possible, just because this is a swampy place, and there is no food to attract them, this is a dead land and wasteland, there are no prey, and there is a lot of poisonous gas and swamp gas.

Standing in the swamp, Wilde slowly closed his eyes, and the color of sight and hearing began to release from his body, enveloping the surrounding area of five hundred meters in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, everything around you is in the "eye".

The black, deadwood, which is like the fingers of the devil, is a swamp plane that looks a little shiny in the reflection of the sunlight that shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

From time to time, bubbles the size of ping-pong balls rise from below, and the faint sounds of small animals that are hidden deep in this silent area.

It's all very clear.

Wilde could feel the "guys" in his body start to stir, as if he couldn't wait to come out.

The immortal realm unfolded silently, and wisps of "spirit" floated down from the air, falling on the grass, on the black dead wood, and on the ...... Wild's hands erupted and merged into the swamp of the swamp!

Next second!

Sudden movement!

The whole swamp is in turmoil!

Wilde himself didn't know what would happen if he created that kind of thing in the Immortal Realm, he just proceeded according to the "restlessness" in his heart, so he didn't know how things would develop in the end.

We'll see what happens next.

As the swamp became turbulent, and the frequency and movement of the turmoil increased, Wild's forehead couldn't help but sweat a little, and his heart began to tense.

"Whoa!"

The not-so-quiet swamp suddenly swelled up, and the swamp bulged out in clumps, as if a beast was about to break through the swamp and rush out.

It's a matter of success or failure!

Wild didn't dare to relax the slightest spirit, the whole person was tense, not only mentally, but also physically.

This is an attempt, and Wild Wilde doesn't know if it will succeed in the end, and if it succeeds, it proves that his inner thoughts are not wrong, and the means of fighting the enemy will be greatly improved, and the failure proves that everything is his own overthinking.

The spirit was rapidly depleting, and Wild's face was getting more and more ugly, and he felt that the "field" was shaking, and there was a feeling of instability and about to collapse.

Isn't it possible?

Wilde gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and his hands hanging on his sides clenched into fists, and the blood was squeezed back because of the force, causing the joints to glow white and blue.

But Wild Wild didn't want to give up yet, because giving up means that he might really think too much, and if he persists, maybe there will be a turnaround.

But the pain in his brain grew more and more, and Wild couldn't help but tighten his brow in pain, clenching the roots of his teeth, and his eyes were almost out of their sockets.

At this moment, Wild felt the temples on both sides of his forehead feel like they had been pierced by a long nail, pain!

It was as if the soul had been pierced, and the pain was unbearable!

But Wild's heart calmed down at once, and he looked at the changes in the swamp, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

At this time, the swamp was churning more and more violently, and seeing that it was possible to succeed, Wild's face showed a painful and excited expression!

However, the next moment, the expression on Wild's face froze for a moment, and then completely stiffened.

The tumbling swamp calmed down in an instant, and nothing seemed to have happened, except that the swamp was a little more abundant, and it was the same as when it came.

Quiet!

Even the sound of insects was gone, and it was probably the movement that had just scared them away.

Wild's fists clenched and relaxed, loosened and clenched, and finally could only sigh unwillingly.

There is no problem with the Immortal Territory, but the failure is the ability that I want to use in combination with the Immortal Territory, and I don't know what went wrong, but the combination of the ability that could have been used alone seems to have a feeling of collapse.

It's already broken, to be exact.

"What went wrong?" Leaving this question in mind, Wilde pondered as he walked towards the palace.

Although Wilde has not moved from the changes just now, his physical and mental strength has been seriously depleted, and he plans to go back to rest and think about which part of it has gone wrong by the way.

Wilder was not willing to give up like that, at least the swamp movement just now gave him hope of success, and with the movement like this, it proved that it was at least feasible, not his wishful thinking.

Along the way, Wild was immersed in thinking about what had gone wrong as if he had lost his soul.

I didn't even bother to avoid the stones in front of me, and when I walked forward, I kicked them aside at will, and the whole person was lost in thought and couldn't come back to his senses.

"The soul... Seeing and hearing the color... "Wilde thinks the problem should lie in the combination of the three.

If you can't solve the problems that fit in between them, there will be the kind of problems that interfere with each other and eventually collapse.

"Could it be that ... Haven't I fully integrated my soul and body? Wilde was taken aback and couldn't help but think of this.

If so, it would explain the reason why he had been suffering from all kinds of problems in his soul.

It's not impossible, after all, whether it's the fusion of two souls or the crossing of the matter, it's too complicated, and the problems in it can't be observed in detail at all.

Wilde decided to try again, rested from the palace for a long time, and ate a few pure lamb shanks and a few sand sculpture fish with Aisha Claire and others, with a bottle of red wine, and after recovering his energy, Wild went to the swamp at the back of the forest again.

This time, Wild didn't start immediately, but sat on the swamp and meditated with his eyes closed.

This was one of the ways in which he usually exercised life return and sight, and Wild felt that in such a state of meditation should make his soul quieter.

Ten minutes later, Wild's eyes opened, his eyes were calm, and he stood up without further delay, and saw and heard the color released, opening the immortal territory.

All of a sudden, everything is in full view.

Grass, insects, swamps, bubbles, and even the trail of the breeze can be seen clearly.

Wilder once again took control of his abilities and released the swamp from his body and merged into the swamp.

After a while, the swamp was in turmoil.

The frequency and movement are getting faster and faster.

Eventually, just like the previous one, the swamp began to rise and fall, as if a monster was staring at the swamp and was about to break through the ground.

Wilde felt the struggling again at this point, and his brow furrowed involuntarily.

Is it going to fail again?

Wild Wild hurriedly stabilized his mind and concentrated, and his body was unconsciously tense again, like a piece of iron.

But to Wild's surprise, this time, although it was also extremely difficult, it was much better than the feeling of being overwhelmed by pressure last time.

Could it be that ...

Wild's eyes twinkled, and he felt hopeful.

"Gollum...!"

The swamp was churning more and more violently, and Wild's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, completely different from the bloodshot condition of the previous time, and even, Wilder didn't feel any pressure at this time.

It's like you're in control.

Wild's eyes shook a little, "This is... This is the true state of the Immortal Realm!? ”

"I see!"

Wild instantly understood the key to this, and finally knew why he failed the previous time!

It turned out that there was a problem in the place where I thought there was no problem!

This is the state of the Immortal Realm!

A state of mind that is completely quiet, everything is transparent, a feeling that everything is under control, this is the real immortal territory!

Only in this way can you control everything within your territory! Like a magnetic field, it will not collapse when it stabilizes!

The reason for the failure of the previous time was that Wild's mind was not calm, or that he did not empty himself, and did not fully integrate his body and mind into this immortal territory, which caused Wilder to be like an intruding outsider trying to control everything in the territory, and was naturally rejected by the territory.

"Hahaha! I see! I see! Wild's body and mind were completely empty at this moment, as if he was integrated into this world, everything was in his feelings, as if he himself was the embodiment of this world, he knew everything about himself!

"Boom!" The tumbling swamp has finally changed completely at this moment!

A swamp monster with a cold aura and different shapes... No, it should be called swamp soldiers now.

Because monsters are beasts, and soldiers are lifeforms with the power of action and discipline!

Swamp soldiers emerge from the swamp and stand on the swamp, ranging from slimes-like shapeless shapeless shapes to expressionless "zombies" wearing ancient armor, helmets, and swords.

There is also a body covered with "fluff", of course, this fluff is actually the form of a beast transformed by the swamp.

There is also a tall giant form with angry eyes.

In addition, there are some creatures with strange bodies that the world does not have, and some grinning beasts that are like tigers and leopards, but they have three sharp tails that are raised upside down behind their backs.

There is also a human-sized, toad-shaped creature that spits out a web made of swamps!

Wild smiled at all this, and his shoulders shook slightly because he was so excited that he couldn't contain it!

"I'll call you... Hyakki! Wilde smiled excitedly as he looked at the swamp monsters in all shapes, but all of them were hooked to ugliness.

Immortal Territory - Hundred Ghosts!

The word immortal literally means that.

Wilde looked at these monsters, suddenly moved, his body disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in front of the toad-like swamp soldier, swept his legs, and his long legs like steel swept heavily on the toad swamp, and with a "bang", the toad ghost shattered into mud and scattered under this sweep.

Wilde landed on the swamp and stood firmly, his eyes on the place, and for a moment... Something weird happened.

I saw that the swamp that had been scattered by Wilder began to reconverge, and in less than two breaths, a toad ghost converged and formed.

This is what it means to be immortal, and within this realm, the swamp has been given immortal life by Wild!

And, of course, terrible combat power!

In addition, within the territory, although Wild could not control anything other than the swamp, he could feel everything in the territory through those things.

For example, if a piece of sand falls on a small grass branch, Wilder can sense it, and through this sense, he can make a swamp soldier pour out of that place in time, which is more efficient than seeing and hearing it.

It's like...... It has countless eyes and ears, and it is the kind that the five senses share!

With a grim smile and a burning fire of ambition burning in his eyes, Wild returned to the palace to gather everyone.