That golden point of light was the most precious bit of soul energy contained in the Sinking Demon Mother Emperor. As the purest soul energy was infused into Zhuang Yichen's sea of consciousness, in an instant, there was a loud bang in his head, and then his brain went blank, entering an ethereal realm.

In a trance, Zhuang Yichen felt as if his soul had left his body, sinking into the ground little by little.

At first it was an oppressive and dreary darkness, and the further down it went, the thicker and hotter it became. Not long after walking in the darkness, his mind immediately felt a fiery red sea.

The ocean was all made of magma, and as far as the eye could see, it was all a piercing red, and the tumbling magma was constantly flowing towards the center of the earth.

When you arrived here, Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt an inexplicable call in the dark. It felt like a mother was calling her child, just feeling the idea of the call, Zhuang Yichen felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

This peace of mind is so taken for granted that it can be trusted. Zhuang Yichen slowly continued to settle down with that thought. The further down it went, the hotter and more furious the crimson magma became.

It's just that all of this is just the scene that Zhuang Yichen felt the moment the soul energy entered his body. The furious, crimson magma had no effect on him, no matter how terrifying the temperature.

Soon, Zhuang Yichen followed that thought to the deepest part of the earth's heart in a daze. When I arrived here, a majestic vitality of life instantly emerged, and in the majestic vitality, a slight heartbeat sounded softly.

The sound of the heartbeat happened to echo the beat of Zhuang Yichen's heartbeat, and with every tremor of the heartbeat, Zhuang Yichen's heart also trembled at the same time. The closer he got to the place where the heartbeat came from, Zhuang Yichen's heart was beating faster and faster.

In the end, the rhythm of the heartbeat had even been practiced as one, like a drumbeat, and the sound resounded in Zhuang Yichen's sea of knowledge. It was at this last moment that he finally saw clearly the thing in the center of the majestic life force.

I saw that in a rushing magma, a bright red heart was constantly beating, and every beat of that heart was accompanied by a majestic vitality that flowed around the small space. Streams of dark red magma flowed over that heart, endlessly.

Zhuang Yichen just glanced at it, and then a terrifying force instantly thought of him attacking, under that power, his divine consciousness instantly collapsed, and his consciousness also returned to his body from the state of wandering outside the world.

And at the same time, in the source of magic in Zhuang Yichen's body. I saw that the phantom of the sixth lesson magic crystallization trembled, and then it was completely condensed, slowly floating in the source of his magic power.

As soon as the magic power crystal appeared, I saw that the source of Zhuang Yichen's magic power had more than doubled in an instant. In the source of his magic power, the surging magic power actually formed a surging wave, surging wave after wave under those six magic crystals.

At this time, Zhuang Yichen finally realized the powerful power of the undead. Although the Magister and the Grand Magus only accumulate in number, the difference in number is like the sea and the lake, and it is not the same.

If Zhuang Yichen had previously only relied on forbidden spell magic and the military's high-power weapons to threaten the undead. Zhuang Yichen, who has now officially broken through to the realm of the Great Demon Master, already has the strength to compete with the undead head-on.

What's more, Zhuang Yichen's spiritual power has far surpassed the same level under the accumulated training of the Tower of the Dead, and now he has broken through to the realm of the Great Demon Master, and he has steadily climbed to a higher level.

Breaking through the realm, Zhuang Yichen slowly opened his eyes. He clenched his fists excitedly, then stood up.

The winds that had been raging for more than half a month finally stopped, and the blizzard, which had been fluttering for more than ten days, also stopped. In the wilderness, it also ushered in a rare sunny day.

A faint silhouette of the sun could be faintly visible in the gray sky, although it was only a faint yellow blur of light, but it was enough to excite it.

On a snowy field covered with heavy snow, a loud bang suddenly rang out. With that sound, I saw a large hole suddenly appear on the top of a hillside. And Zhuang Yichen's figure slowly walked out of it.

The sky of Sanmenxia is less gray and gray than the clouds of radiation dust, and as far as the eye can see, it is all pure gray. This color represents the most perfect sunny day in the last days.

Zhuang Yichen took a deep breath of air, and the cold air gently passed through his respiratory tract with some fine ice crystals, and finally rubbed it into his lungs, which also shook his spirit!

A crystal snowflake gently fell with the breeze, and on a whim, Zhuang Yichen reached out and took it to his fingers. The snowflakes are in the most perfect hexagonal shape, and every edge is like a carefully carved work of art.

As soon as the snowflakes touched Zhuang Yichen's fingertips, they melted rapidly, leaving only a slight wetness and a trace of cold touch lingering on his fingertips.

As the snowflakes melted, Zhuang Yichen's spirit, which had just been somewhat relaxed, suddenly became tense.

It's quiet, it's too quiet. The snowflakes melted at his fingertips, leaving behind a little bit of water that was so pure that there wasn't even a speck of nuclear fallout on it.

You must know that the distance between Sanmenxia and Yuanshou Province is not too far, in the case of the entire Yuanshou Province turned over by nuclear weapons, the entire northern half of China is shrouded in nuclear radiation fallout, although Sanmenxia is affected by relatively little radiation dust clouds, but it will definitely not be so pure and clean.

Zhuang Yichen raised his finger with one hand, letting the slightest coolness penetrate and entangle the tips of his fingers, and then slowly dissipated.

The cold wind became more and more cold, blowing his hair and pouring large flakes of snow foam directly into his neck. As a rough estimate, the temperature here is definitely below minus 60 degrees.

He instantly activated his magic shield to ward off the extreme cold. After doing all this, Zhuang Yichen took a deep breath, and then looked at his feet.

As his gaze extended, he saw a patch of snow covering the steep cliffs, and as far as the eye could see, there were white and majestic snow-capped mountains all around. The surrounding air was clean and pure, without the slightest sign of the presence of clouds of radiation dust. The sky overhead was a pure gray, and the sunlight obscured by the gray mist was emitting a faint yellowish light, and it seemed that you could take it off if you reached out closely.