As a large number of red clouds continued to pour into the ball, this guy's body returned to its original appearance again. The red pattern is printed on the white ball, which is particularly dazzling.

At this point, Fang Mingwei can already be sure that these red patterns are the places where the big ball is used to store energy, once these patterns are dimmed to a certain extent, or disappear, then it means that the ball has run out of energy and is no longer useful.

As long as he thought about the teleportation distance of the ball just now, Fang Mingwei understood very well why the pattern on its body was gone.

Such a long distance was reached in an instant, and the amount of energy consumed was of course an unimaginable number.

Half-lying in the soft ball, Fang Mingwei's heart slowly calmed down, he had already found that here, he lived very well, at least there was no problem with breathing. Since there was no danger to his life for the time being, he naturally calmed down.

Looking closely at the large round ball, its interior space seems to be a strange cabin, except that it is too soft underneath, there is nothing wrong with it. If it has enough energy, then it's a good idea to take it on a cosmic tour.

After thinking for a while, Fang Mingwei gradually focused his attention on the eight thousand souls that had been left here last time.

Now that you're here, you can't talk about it without looking at these souls. Although they do not resist themselves, in their hearts, they are still inevitably worried.

The place where the big ball appeared was originally next to the eight thousand souls, and at this moment, the bright light of the stars was churning and swallowing in the red clouds, and the slightest trace of it became brighter and brighter. Fang Mingwei knew that this was a manifestation of the strengthening of the soul's strength.

Around these eight thousand souls, there are hundreds of white spots that shine brightly, these are fifteenth-level souls, and their function is to wait here and let these eight thousand souls grow.

There are not many scattered souls in this vicinity, and it is estimated that they have either been swallowed up by these guardians, or they have found this area to be dangerous, so they dare not approach it. Commanding the big orb to circle around the vicinity twice, he couldn't find any scattered souls, which shows that these guardians are really doing their best.

Looking at the red clouds that kept pouring into the ball, Fang Mingwei frowned slightly, he found that although the red stripes on the ball were constantly increasing and deepening, if compared with before he came, it was much worse, and after the big ball absorbed the red cloud, the speed of energy conversion was not fast, God knows how long this guy would have to stay here to replenish enough energy.

Vaguely, Fang Mingwei found that something was wrong, and it was estimated that Yao Xuxue would definitely find out about his disappearance, and I hope he wouldn't make any big problems.

However, no matter how Fang Mingwei guessed, he would never have thought that after General Chen Xutao received Yao Xuxue's report, how wonderful the change in his face would be at that moment.

Slowly inputting his spiritual power into those souls, soon, Fang Mingwei got a satisfactory answer, these souls have been cultivated by Hongyun, and have made great progress, although it has only been more than two months, but most of the souls have reached the point of eleven or above.

It seems that in a year, these souls can basically evolve to the level of fifteen.

I really don't know what these red clouds are, they have such powerful energy. Fang Mingwei had also done experiments, these red clouds did not have any harm to living people, and the effect of cultivating spiritual power in red clouds was also more than ten times that of the outside world.

In the same way that he uses meditation to exercise in the outside world, the two seem to have the same effect.

Touching the small crown on his head, Fang Mingwei suddenly remembered that in order to resurrect the hundreds of monsters, he had used up nearly five hundred red clouds in the small crown. Although there is still a lot left, it is rare to come once, absorb more, and be prepared.

Calmly breathing, he put a trace of red cloud into the small crown, and gradually entered the space inside.

Sitting in the sphere, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness fell into a state of emptiness in an instant, although the spiritual power was moving along a certain trajectory, but his consciousness was not concentrated here at all, but slowly emitted into the boundless red cloud.

The effect of meditation here is so good that it is impossible to describe it in words. After a meditation, the growth of mental strength will be significantly improved, and the feeling is even stronger than physical exercise.

In a trance, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness seemed to have touched a layer of something, he didn't understand what it was, but he just felt that there was a layer of something separating his consciousness from this world.

It was as if between the two, there was an invisible membrane that blocked his vision and prevented him from reaching something higher at all.

For a while, Fang Mingwei was blessed to his heart, and he knew that he had encountered a once-in-a-lifetime wonderful realm, or rather, this was the path that every master who wanted to break through the fifteenth-level limit of the spiritual system must go through.

This layer of film-like things is the barrier that makes it impossible for him to advance, if he can break through it in one go, then Fang Mingwei can be sure that his spiritual power will enter the sixteenth-level realm in one fell swoop.

Sixteenth level, that is a real master-level power, and it is also the first person in the Earth Alliance, and even the Newman Empire.

Fang Mingwei's heart was pounding, he definitely didn't expect that he would be here and encounter such a critical moment.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei quickly expelled all the distracting thoughts in his heart. At this moment, his spirit had all been concentrated to one point, and he challenged the invisible film.

Primary, secondary...... Countless psychic attacks have resulted in the inability to penetrate the seemingly paper-thin film. Not only that, Fang Mingwei found that after his repeated impacts, the film became more elastic.

There was already a slight fluctuation in his spiritual consciousness in the empty realm, and Fang Mingwei unexpectedly found that his head had some faint pain.

To rush, or not to rush?

Two different thoughts tangled in his mind.

Although no one told him, he knew that there were not many opportunities to enter this realm, and if he gave up today, he was afraid that he would not be able to enter this realm similar to an epiphany in the near future.

However, Fang Mingwei understands better that with his current state, if he wants to hit this level of pass desperately, then the possibility of success is not great.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Fang Mingwei finally slowly withdrew his spiritual strength and gave up this rare opportunity.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence and guts, but it is precisely because Fang Mingwei has strong confidence that he will give up this opportunity.

If Fang Mingwei was a two-hundred-and-fifty-year-old spiritual cultivator at the moment, then when he had this opportunity, his only choice was to give up everything and rush forward.

Because, at the age of two hundred and fifty, he had already entered the final limit of the sixteenth level for spiritual cultivators. If you give up this opportunity, then I am afraid that it will never be possible to enter the sixteenth level again.

However, Fang Mingwei is different, he is only twenty-one years old this year, not only young, but also too young.

In the future, he has a lot of time to cultivate and try. After this experience, when the next opportunity comes, he will have a greater chance of promotion.

Maybe in a year, in two years, he won't have such a chance again. But what does it matter? Ten or twenty years, he will definitely come into contact with this mysterious realm again.

It is gratifying to be able to take it, but it is the really difficult thing to be able to put it down.

In just a few moments, Fang Mingwei had already figured out the powerful relationship and made the most correct judgment. It can be seen that after several years of running career, he has gradually moved towards the road of maturity.

With a long sigh, Fang Mingwei opened his eyes, and there was a bright red color in front of him.

Looking at the ball carefully, its body is already covered with dense red stripes, several times more than before it came, it seems that it is also full of energy, and it can set off at any time.

Fang Mingwei's heart was slightly shocked, how much time did he use up with that impact just now?

Looking down at the pager on his wrist, Fang Mingwei's face was slightly pale, he didn't pay attention when he was meditating, it turned out that he had been sitting here for three days and three nights, no wonder even his spiritual power would be unbearable after repeated failures.

My stomach was pounding slightly, obviously very hungry. Looking east and west, except for the red clouds, it seems that there is only a large round ball under him.

Do you want to eat it?

The ball under his feet suddenly squirmed, as if he felt Fang Mingwei's thoughts and sent a signal to plead.

Fang Mingwei smiled dumbly, and transmitted his spiritual power into the little crown, contacting the soul he left on the Victory-class battleship. After locking the bearing, the command to transmit is given.

I've been away for so long, and I have to go back anyway, otherwise I'm afraid it will really cause unimaginable consequences.

(To be continued)