"Come here!" Yu Lian sent out today's taunt to those inexplicable monsters.

If you really witness that black mist, especially the black mist that comes out of your body and soul, and gradually condenses into a huge monster that covers the sky and the sun as if it can devour the stars, I am afraid that it has already lost its value.

When the sans of the psionics were gone, they thought that their spirits would be completely consumed by the filth. Then, his body, which is located in the material world, will also be mutated.

Yes, normal psionics should never do anything beyond the norm to their souls, just follow the path found by their predecessors step by step, and level up step by step. As long as you work hard enough and your luck is within the normal average, you will always be able to rise to a high position one day.

As long as you can live long enough!

The psionics of this universe are actually very happy. At least it's much better than worrying about whether you'll get out of control and become a monster every time you level up.

However, if we want to have a bigger future, we must face greater challenges and greater risks.

Yu Lian knew that if he really practiced step by step like his previous life, as long as he didn't die, sooner or later he would still reach the top one day—at least it would not be worse than the previous life.

However, this is not what he should choose.

"Come here, either you swallow me, or I swallow you!" Yu Lian opened his arms and stood on top of the sea of stars, posing in a posture full of flaws. His smile slowly began to appear crazy and hideous, and he licked the corners of his mouth, as if the black inexplicable monster was just an ingredient.

Whether it is the filth that is eliminated by refining the spirit, or the so-called evil of the soul, Yu Lian feels that this is a theology that has no scientific basis. Could it be that by removing these "filths", psychics will lose their evil thoughts and desires? In the final analysis, isn't it still a theological conceptual self-promotion?

"It's an illusion! Or an illusion in the quantum sense, so it can dry matter! However, it is still an illusion! Yu Lian is deeply convinced of this. In his previous life, every time he encountered such a situation, he firmly believed in it. As a result, he was fearless every time.

The black mist slowly stopped throbbing, and its body seemed to shrink.

In fact, it was not the monster that was shrinking, but Yu Lian, as well as the sea of stars and the universe under his feet, were expanding.

The sparkling starlight became brighter and brighter, and in the light of the brilliant halo, the black fog was retreating little by little, completely losing the hideousness that devoured all things.

At the edge of the sea of consciousness, there seemed to be a gap in light and darkness. The inexplicable filth receded in that direction, and in an instant only a little bit remained.

However, Yu Lian above the sea of stars stretched out his hand, and with a slight stretch, his hand had already crossed the sea of stars, crossed the universe, crossed the constraints of all space, and pinched the dark unknown thing.

"Actually, you should be part of my spirit, right? So why run away? Wouldn't it be better to escape into the void and one day become the nourishment of other transcendents, and stay in your own home? Yu Liandao.

The irregular fog seemed to accept Yu Lian's questioning, and slowly stopped struggling, and just stabilized.

Yu Lian threw it casually, and threw the black mist into the vast nebula at his feet.

This so-called filth melted into the starry sky and became part of the sparkling starlight.

The nebula was faintly enlarged. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Lian's fingers touched a void, lighting up a second starlight to form a cosmic vortex.

The diffuse star ring traveled through the sea of consciousness, acting on the memory, and then affecting Yu Lian's spirit. He had a little more understanding of what spiritual energy should have.

"Soul flogging? Many people in the third and fourth rings still can't master this ability! Very good,"

Yu Lian breathed a sigh of relief. He was very satisfied with the harvest of this adventure! He was more confident, but he coped with the remaining days of vacation.

It's going to be a pretty busy holiday yet.

The Big Apple, located on the east coast of the North American continent on Earth, on the mouth of the Hudson River.

Of course, this is the statement of Yu Lian's hometown. In this universe, the Americas are called Mingzhou. The Hudson River, also known as the Friendship River, is said to have been named in honor of the friendship between the Tirero and the earthlings.

In fact, it was an observation point established by the empire here, and these very personable imperial nobles wanted a place that was not easily influenced by the power of the countries of the Old World, and came to collect historical and cultural information about the people of the earth.

When the earthlings finally figured out that these were not gods descending from heaven but a higher civilization, they slowly gathered to form towns in order to learn advanced knowledge and culture. Later, the observatory became an embassy and the town became a city. Later, the embassy began to expand again, becoming the seat of the governor's palace, and the city of course expanded into a metropolis. There was also a sizable settlement of Imperial citizens in the city.

Over time, the city has become the second largest city on the planet and the second largest in the community, with a permanent population of more than 30 million.

In addition, the reason why it is called the Big Apple is because the original founder of the observatory, the Imperial Star Commander, planted a golden apple tree from the Celestial Domain here. Originally, I just wanted to observe the social and natural effects of species invasion, but I didn't expect that the species not only invaded, but merged quite harmoniously.

Now, a large forest of golden apples has become one of the city's landmarks.

However, going out to the large golden apple grove in the center of the city, that is, the former Governor's Palace, which is the culmination of the imperial architectural design, the current Museum of the War of Independence, and the original gathering area of the imperial aristocracy, can still be called a bit of cultural charm.

Other than that, the Big Apple is a sci-fi megalopolis through and through. Overflowing with towering skyscrapers, busy traffic and crowds shuttling through them, unavoidable advertisements for light pollution, and urban villages hidden in their shadows overlooking the skyscrapers.

When Yu Lian said goodbye to his uncle and arrived at CityU Apple City on an intra-atmospheric shuttle airliner, it was already the afternoon of February 4.

He didn't have time to go shopping in the bustling Uptown, eat at a fancy restaurant in the middle of a golden apple grove, or make a pilgrimage to the Independence Museum, but went straight to some of the larger downtown towns with older houses.

Coming out of the city's tracks, Yu Lian's stomach began to growl, and he suddenly remembered the "common people" delicacy he had tasted in the Big Apple in his previous life, and immediately began to drool. He calculated the route and found that it happened to be a drop-by, and when he finished his business, he could go to the tooth festival.

Yu Lian thought as he walked through a block of underground passages derived from the subway station before reaching the ground through the stairs. As soon as you see it, you will go down to the intersection in the center of the city. Before he could identify and love the direction, he saw that the black crowd was completely filling the street. They carried banners, posters and signs, jammed the streets and blocked traffic.

"We're going to work! We're going to eat! We want to live! Step by step, the flow of people pushed forward, shouting slogans that were not too neat.

"The factory is our home!" A man who was supposed to be a leader, standing on a makeshift platform, shouted loudly.

"Our home!" The populace echoed loudly.

Yu Lian was silent for a moment, and looked up at a huge airship that was slowly floating from the sky. Light rays shoot out from the airship and are projected high into the sky to form a huge light curtain.

"The addition of the Afuro Consortium will inject new vitality into the Big Apple! Inject new hope into the citizens of the Big Apple! Let's work together to create a harmonious and prosperous tomorrow, shall we? ”

But I saw that in the light curtain, in the city park of the golden apple forest, the handsome guy from the alliance raised the hand of a weak girl from the earth with affection.

The two looked at each other and smiled, looking at the endless stars in the sky, as if they were facing the future hand in hand.

Their eyes are full of vivid hope, and they are about to embark on the road to happiness on the other side.

However, under them, there are more and more people who are gathering.

Yu Lian sighed silently, and before being stopped by the crowd, he turned into a remote alley. In an instant, it was as if he had entered a narrow mountain road from a wide plain, and his vision suddenly narrowed.

The lanes in the lower part of the Big Apple are said to be nine bends and eighteen bends, which are quite complicated. During the War of Independence, the ancestors fought guerrilla warfare against the Imperial Guard for several years under the nose of the Governor's Palace. Of course, this is difficult to have Yu Lian, who has experience in his previous life.

Yu Lian continued to walk through the alley. He heard sirens, whistles, and even the mechanical sound of external kinetic bones rubbing, and more and more angry clamor and swearing. Thankfully, he didn't hear the gunshots.