In a vast and endless hazy gray space, there were countless strange-shaped fragments floating. The fragments ranged from a large stone to half a strange plant still glowing green, to the severed arm of an unknown creature still struggling.

  I saw that these various fragments sometimes appeared in space out of thin air with a white light, and sometimes disappeared silently. The whole space was extremely silent, showing an extremely eerie atmosphere.

  Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a hideous monster head appeared in this space, Zheng's head was shrouded in a green mist, its eyes were still open, and it maintained a stunned expression, but it would not blink and be lifeless, obviously cut off from life.

  The monster had a large wound hollow in the top of its head, and it seemed that this was its fatal wound. The monster should have been brought into this strange space at the moment it was killed, and there was a faint human figure in the void of Zheng's wound. I saw that this figure was covered in blood, silently stuck in the gap in the monster's skull, motionless.

  It turned out that this was the head of the ghost Jiao who was killed by Qi Yuancheng with all his might. And Qi Yuancheng himself was also deeply trapped in it, and accidentally entered this different space. At this moment, although he was seriously injured, his consciousness was indeed clear.

  Qi Yuancheng looked at this space, and there was an inexplicable familiarity, this was the different space he had entered twice. The first time was when he inadvertently broke in during the battle with the Ghost Jiao, and it was also at that time that the letter stone was integrated into his body. The second time was when I had just entered the Jurchen ruins and fell into the trap of circulating space.

  Although Qi Yuancheng is not clear about the origin of this space, he has personally experienced the characteristics of this different space—the disorder of time and space.

  "That's right, it's Discord." Thinking of this, Qi Yuancheng smiled bitterly in his heart. He had seen the difference in time and speed between this space and normal space, and he was also thrown around by space traps, and he was terrified by this disorder. But at this moment, he couldn't do anything, because after entering the other dimension this time, he completely lost the ability to act. This is not because of being trapped by the body bones of the ghost Jiao, but because of the loss of mobility that cannot even move the tips of the fingers.

  "Although I survived, what is the difference between this state and death?" Qi Yuancheng couldn't feel lucky for escaping death, only helpless chagrin. "Is this the Hall after death?" He laughed to himself.

  Through the wound on the top of the ghost Jiao's head, Qi Yuancheng was able to see the scene outside the space, and this became his only pastime, even something he could do. He looked at the strange fragments of the wreckage that kept drifting by, and after some time, he gradually realized that he and the ghost Jiao's head were slowly moving along some strange trajectory, and this phenomenon was unusual.

  Qi Yuancheng speculated that in addition to himself, the other large substances in the space seemed to be stationary, and only the heads of himself and the ghost Jiao were moving in a certain direction, which made him feel a little panicked. He didn't know if the end of his movement was a terrifying black hole or the lair of some strange creature, and this unknown was the most terrifying. But soon after, he gradually put this worry behind him, and instead of throwing himself into panic and worry, he tried to find a way out of this predicament.

  Although Qi Yuancheng remained optimistic, the endless dark drifting made him impetuous. He even began to hallucinate that the flesh of the ghost dragon was growing and devouring his body.

  "That's not the way to go, I have to find a way to get out of this and get out of trouble." Qi Yuancheng was secretly anxious in his heart. He tried to move his body again, but to no avail. Suddenly, he thought of his source field power.

  Qi Yuancheng was overjoyed, although his body couldn't move, his consciousness was still active. Thinking of this, he began to drive the energy in his body, trying to make the Gu mist emanate from his hands.

  When Qi Yuancheng tried to activate the source field force, he found that things were not as simple as he imagined. At first, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the source field force had not been lost and was still able to respond to his movements, but he was soon frustrated - the source field force could only operate at an extremely slow speed, almost stagnant.

  Qi Yuancheng was not discouraged. He simply calmed down, thinking that it was useless to be anxious at the moment anyway, not to mention that he had a lot of time, so he simply used the existing turtle speed to operate the source field force.

  Gradually, Qi Yuancheng began to be unbearable. It turns out that the source field force not only runs slowly, but also has great resistance to start the source field force. It didn't take long for him to be exhausted and his previous efforts were wasted, and the source field power that had been accumulated also dissipated at a slow speed again after his body Zheng rested for a long time, Qi Yuancheng recovered.

  This did not make Qi Yuancheng give up, but he regarded this process of accumulation as a kind of cultivation. He repeatedly condensed and dissipated energy, and before he knew it, the source field force in his body had undergone changes that even he was not aware of.

  I don't know how long it took for Qi Yuancheng to finally successfully complete a release of the source field power, although only a cloud of Gu mist the size of his poor thumb was released, but this made him excited.

  Strange to come, although the gathering of Gu Mist was extremely difficult, once it was released, its movement was no different from the outside world. Qi Yuancheng even felt that he was more comfortable controlling Gu Mist. He hadn't yet realized that the source field force manipulation ability he had cultivated from countless failures had far exceeded that of the past.

  Qi Yuancheng deliberately manipulated the Gu mist to infiltrate into the broken head of the ghost Jiao. He wanted to make sure that the ghost Jiao was completely dead, so as to ensure his absolute safety.

  After repeated confirmation, Qi Yuancheng finally affirmed that the vitality of the ghost Jiao had been completely cut off. On the one hand, the stone in his heart fell, and on the other hand, he was also complacent about the power of his full blow. As everyone knows, at this moment, he is more capable than when he fought with Ghost Jiao.

  Qi Yuancheng felt a little regretful, since the ghost Jiao was completely dead, he couldn't use the Gu mist to control the remnants of the ghost Jiao. However, soon, Qi Yuancheng began to try to make the Gu mist move towards the different space outside the ghost Jiao's body, to explore the unknown that he couldn't see.

  Qi Yuancheng first let the previous cloud of Gu mist disperse into many more particles, and floated out along the hole in the ghost Jiao's head towards the different space outside, drifting away into the distance at a slow speed, while maintaining a connection with his own consciousness. At the same time, he began to renew the painful process of condensing the Gu Mist just now, intending to release more Gu Mist to explore the outside world.

  Soon, Qi Yuan's achievements in two-front combat were unbearable. His physical and mental strength dissipated at a terrifying rate. His eyes were so dark that he fainted.