It is a huge building, and at the top of the building, a huge red cross is erected.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's because this sign can arouse human sympathy, so in the entire Great Federation of Mankind, the red cross represents health organizations such as hospitals. On this point, the Earth Alliance and the Great Federation of Mankind have come to an agreement.

Although with the current level of medical care of the second-level civilization countries of the Earth Alliance, it cannot be compared to here at all. However, in this huge hospital, there is still an air of death that is pervasive.

It is indeed the breath of death, Fang Mingwei can be sure without hesitation that there have been a large number of dead people here.

No matter how advanced science is, as a human being, there will always be birth, old age, sickness and death. Fang Mingwei didn't know if there were anyone in those top countries who could live forever, but judging from the current situation, at least the people of the Newman Empire could not reach this level.

They may live much longer on average than the citizens of the Earth Alliance, but when the time comes, they will still be dusted.

However, Fang Mingwei came here not to express any emotion about life, but to be guided by the mysterious power in the little crown, and came to this place inexplicably.

The mental consciousness searched for a moment, and he didn't understand why the crown on his head was leading him here, but he knew that this thing shouldn't harm him.

Carefully comprehending the changes around him, Fang Mingwei's heart gradually calmed down.

His heart was empty, and there was nothing left to worry about it. At this moment, he forgot his own background, forgot the space he was in, and even himself.

Since he couldn't figure out why the crown wanted to bring his spiritual consciousness here, then he didn't want to leave his spiritual power to the crown to make a decision.

Sure enough, when his heart fell into a completely empty realm, the spiritual power that permeated the space suddenly underwent a subtle change.

As if guided by some mysterious power, these spiritual powers passed through several heavily guarded checkpoints to one of the lavishly decorated wards.

This room is full of beauty and luxury, and at first glance, it does not look like a hospital at all, but like the presidential suite of a seven-star hotel in the universe.

However, Fang Mingwei's spiritual power did not have any interest in the furnishings of the room, but came directly to a hospital bed in the inner room.

Although Fang Mingwei's mind was indeed in the realm of emptiness, it didn't mean that he didn't know what was going on here. So after seeing this person on the hospital bed, he suddenly faintly understood the purpose of the crown to bring him here.

The power of spiritual consciousness was extraordinary, and his mind conjured up the face of the man on the bed. This person has a thin face and gray hair, and if you look at the grade of a citizen of the Newman Empire, he is at least five hundred years old, and he is about to reach the end of his life.

As soon as Fang Mingwei's spiritual strength approached the old man on the hospital bed, he suddenly felt a strong pressure. It was an intuition for a master, if Fang Mingwei hadn't made a mistake, he would have been able to be sure that this person must be a master, and he was also a master of the spiritual system.

Although it is impossible to determine his level, what can bring him such strong pressure means that his spiritual strength must have surpassed his own.

Subsequently, something happened that made Fang Mingwei stunned. Under the guidance of the crown, his spiritual power suddenly turned into a thin line and began to try to invade the opponent's brain.

With a shock in his heart, Fang Mingwei's consciousness shook and immediately woke up from the realm of emptiness.

Spiritual power is the most mysterious force in the universe, and at the same time one of the most terrifying. For the masters of the spiritual department, the most taboo thing is to directly defend with spiritual power.

If a low-level spiritual cultivator used his spiritual power to attack a high-level spiritual cultivator, it would simply be a matter of self-defeat.

Although Fang Mingwei did not have a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy, he still knew this basic truth.

Just like in Karim, when he absorbed the spiritual power of a one-night stand, he was also dispelling the other party's defense, and using the power of the spiritual vortex to succeed in one fell swoop.

If at that time, he directly used his spiritual power to fight against a one-night stand, then the result would either be death or become an idiot.

But now, the old man lying on this big bed seemed to give him a feeling that was a little stronger than a one-night stand, which meant that this person's spiritual strength had reached at least level fourteen.

In the face of such a powerful figure, it was too bold for the crown to dare to command his eleventh-level spiritual power to invade the opponent's brain domain. Does it want to bury its own life here?

Therefore, Fang Mingwei immediately gave up the Void Realm and instantly took over his spiritual power. At this moment, what he believes most is still himself after all.

It's just that Fang Mingwei's reaction was still a beat slower, and his spiritual power had already invaded the brain domain of the old man on the bed.

Fang Mingwei was immediately engrossed, and all his essence and spirit were raised to the peak state in an instant, ready to meet a powerful counterattack from the other party.

However, something that surprised him even more happened, after his spiritual power invaded the opponent's brain domain, he was not counterattacked by the opponent's spiritual power.

Fang Mingwei's consciousness was stunned for a moment, what was going on? Could it be that this old man is a dead man, and he actually let the spiritual power of others stay in his mind without paying any attention.

However, the next moment, Fang Mingwei immediately vetoed his judgment.

The old man was not dead, but a living person. Because he could clearly sense that the other party's brain still had a strong spiritual power.

It's just that these spiritual forces seem to be a group of ownerless things, and they stay in the brain domain one by one, and do not form a strong group.

This situation surprised Fang Mingwei, he was like a monk who couldn't figure it out, no matter how smart he was, he couldn't think of how such a thing could happen in the world.

Spiritual cultivators have delicate and subtle control over their spiritual powers, after all, these powers are the capital of their food, and every trace and every millimeter is extremely precious.

However, there must be exceptions to everything, and this old man's spiritual power is like a mess of paste, and it can't be messed up anymore.

Such a state of spiritual strength made Fang Mingwei, who had seen him for the first time, feel deeply surprised, how could this old man do this?

But at this point, Fang Mingwei can finally be sure of one thing, that is, this old man no longer has any threat to him.

Even if the spiritual power in such a mess was a hundred times stronger, Fang Mingwei would not be afraid. Because the spiritual power that has lost control is like a tiger that has lost its minions, it can no longer cause the slightest harm to Fang Mingwei at this moment.

Now that he was sure of his safety, Fang Mingwei slowly calmed down and entered the realm of emptiness again.

He wanted to see what the crown wanted to do when he had found the old man with his spiritual powers and invaded his mind.

Gradually, after Fang Mingwei re-entered the realm of emptiness, the crown once again took over the control of the spiritual power. Under its command, Fang Mingwei's spiritual power entered the old man's brain domain bit by bit, and with the increase of spiritual power, it seemed to have attracted the attention of the other party's scattered spiritual power.

As if out of instinct, the old man's spiritual strength began to condense. However, Fang Mingwei's spiritual power was like a sharp steel knife, gently slashing at the spiritual power that had not yet condensed, and swept away nearly one-fifth of the spiritual power at one time.

The other party's spiritual power suddenly boiled rapidly like boiling water in a fried pot. However, under the control of the crown, Fang Mingwei's spiritual power escaped without stopping, and returned to Fang Mingwei's brain like the water of the ebbing tide.

Fang Mingwei's brows twitched slightly, and he clearly sensed that it was not only his spiritual power that came back, but also nearly one-fifth of the old man's powerful power.

The souls in their minds seemed to have received some kind of mysterious indication, and began to line up in two groups, led by the soul of the Ek and the soul of the Celestial Wing Clan, and began to spin.

The power of the soul vortex is extremely powerful, even if only the two of Ek soul and the soul of the Tianyi clan work together, they can make a one-night stand dissipate all their spiritual power.

At this moment, the joint efforts of more than four thousand souls were even more powerful, and the powerful vortex power almost honed and purified the spiritual power of those alien species in an instant, turning it into a white pillar of light, fusing with the only remaining spiritual power of a one-night stand.

Quietly watching all this happen, Fang Mingwei didn't say anything, but he had completely understood what had just happened.

It turned out that the crown was a thief with his own spiritual power, but what he stole was not property, but other people's spiritual power.

Looking at the dazzling white pillar of light in his mind, Fang Mingwei really didn't know what to feel in his heart.

Who is that old man? His spiritual strength was so strong that it must have surpassed a one-night stand at level fourteen. Because with the pillar of light condensed by one-fifth of his spiritual power, it has already exceeded the peak state of the one-night stand.

Closing his eyes, he sensed it carefully, and thought of the few quasi-masters of the fifteenth level of the spiritual department that he met in the military camp today. Fang Mingwei finally came to a judgment, that old man must also be a fifteenth-level spiritual quasi-master.

The spiritual power obtained this time was too unbelievable, even if it was Fang Mingwei, he was a little apprehensive for a while. Although he also had a faint idea of stealing again, after a not too fierce ideological struggle, he still gave up this seemingly extremely tempting idea.

People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, this is a cultivator's taboo, and without all preparations, Fang Mingwei does not plan to use this kind of power again.

Letting go of his thoughts, Fang Mingwei returned to the bed, his breathing was long and calm, and he soon fell asleep.

(To be continued)