In the gray world, Ilan struggled to move forward, he stopped from time to time, looked for some low bushes, sat quietly, and then greedily absorbed the meager dark power in the bushes.

Although these dark forces are scarce, they are extremely pure, even in the outer space of flowers and trees. If these shrubs weren't impressive, Ilan thought they weren't the same as the giant tree that the Dark Nest dwelt in.

Perhaps because of natural selection, these strange dark plants are weak, but they have amazing vitality, even those terrifying black clouds cannot make them succumb, even if they are wiped out, they can always grow from the ground again in a very short time, and achieve a miracle here.

Experiencing the lack of dark power, he has a deep affinity for these dark bushes. This made his search journey finally more warm and a little less lonely.

The world is a bit desolate, full of signs of dying, the constant attack of black clouds, so that everything here cannot survive for too long, everything is so hurried, so short, all good things are like fireworks in the night sky, can not stay for a long time.

It seemed like a flash in the pan. This is true even for these life-saving shrubs.

Feeling everything around her, Ilan slowly searched and moved forward.

The days of coming here are not short, and it is impossible to keep time here like the mortal world, which makes the concept of time lost, as if it has been a long time, and as if it has only passed.

"This may be a world that is about to be destroyed, everything has become unstable, even the laws of heaven and earth are full of tyranny and destruction. Neither space nor time is stable. Nothing can compare to the outside world. "He's going to try to understand the laws here, but alas. The law seems to have gone awry here, and disorder takes over. Everything is different from the normal world.

Whether it is earth, fire, water, wind, or the law of death, the law of life, or the law of destruction, everything is free from trickery, even the law of darkness that Ilan is most familiar with.

It may be mutilated, incomplete, or even none.

It's like a mess that is intertwined, and people keep cutting. It's still messy.

Chaos and chaos are like invisible nights, hindering passers-by.

The slightest wisp of feeling comes from the heart.

Although this world is somewhat incomplete, or even about to be destroyed, the incomplete law is a big meal for Yilan, after all, Yilan's realm is too low, just a preliminary advanced sub-god peak, and the complete law of heaven and earth is still too difficult for him. And these incomplete things are more conducive to his understanding and perception.

Although these laws of heaven and earth contain too many complicated things and are more chaotic, they are tantamount to an alternative exercise in peeling off the cocoon.

For cultivators. The perception of the laws of heaven and earth, once you go deep into it, is often difficult to extricate yourself. And this is especially true of Ilan.

In this way, the arduous march became a novel journey for him.

Although from time to time you have to avoid the corrosion of black clouds that obscure the sky.

He's here. It's like entering a promised land.

The complicated laws are like an encyclopedia, unfolding before his eyes. Although it is somewhat redundant and profound, it is not easy to decipher, but he is willing to do it.

Of course, in this process, he didn't take everything, he still knew how to choose.

And among these complicated laws, he mainly chose the law of darkness and the law of death.

This is the mainstream law of this world, but the law of the elements is almost nothing, and it is very lacking, which makes him regret. The law of death is very large, although it is also incomplete, but it is enough for him to study.

Of course, the Law of Darkness is relatively intact, with at least a third remaining.

It was their incompleteness that gave him the opportunity, if it was the power of the complete law, not to mention Yilan, even the gods would be difficult to get a glimpse of it, and these fragmented fragments of the law were just right for him.

However, the fly in the ointment is that he does not dare to absorb the power of death and darkness that is full of here, because there is the power of heaven and man contained in the black cloud, which is something that the laws of heaven and earth and the whole world must fear.

Yilan didn't dare to touch it, he could only use his divine sense, his eyes, and his heart to feel, see, and feel the wisps of darkness and the true meaning of death, little by little, as if it was a drop of water, and as if it was a vicissitudes of life.

The process was a bit arduous and time-consuming, but he was still young and he could wait.

Moreover, this opportunity is so good that he does not dare to give it up, even if it is a big risk, he is not willing to give it up.

Gradually, in Yilan's heart, a dazzling piano of the rules of heaven and earth appeared.

With the law of darkness as the bone, and the law of death as the string.

However, this guqin is still very thin, very weak, and can only be regarded as a phantom, and only one of the bones is the clearest, while the others are blank.

This is the embodiment of the Law of Darkness's Polar Shadow.

And there is only one string, looming.

It's a glimmer of the law of death, weak and ethereal.

A guqin-like phantom appeared in front of Yi Lan, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, indifferent to all the material around him, like a sleeping Buddha, uninhibited and uninhibited.

This qin is obviously only a prototype constructed by comprehending the laws of heaven and earth, and it can only be regarded as a simple introduction, not yet a hall, and it will take a long time to completely comprehend the two laws.

However, once you get started, at least you have already walked on this path, and it may only be a matter of time before you become a god.

The phantom of the lyre swirled around Ilan's body, gathering a trace of dark power and death power around it, and these things, which were undoubtedly poisonous to Ilan, were now attached to the strings and bones in a circle, making the monochord real.

The monochord swirls, constantly mobilizing the power of this dark world, and the wisps of it are integrated into it, which makes it thrive.

And in the process, the originally faint shadow became even more crystal clear.

The whirlpool of mystery.

The whole world seems to be centered around Ilan, and everything seems to be a little different. Even the shrubs came to life, desperately breathing in the dark power that had been absorbed by Ilan's soloke.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

The wind rises.

The wind is howling.

There really is wind in this world.

Wisps of wind enveloped Ilan in it, blowing at the ends of his clothes and hair.

Time passed inadvertently, and the monochord in the vortex of energy kept spinning, without beginning and end.

And Ilan, who closed his eyes, seemed to start spinning, gradually disappearing in the rotation, merging with the entire dark world.

It is the strange power of the Polar Shadow in the Law of Darkness. (To be continued.) )