Within the storm of spiritual consciousness, Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness continued to wander, and in a trance, Gu Tian's consciousness was somewhat awake, looking at his body lying on the ground, Gu Tian had a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Is that me?" Gu Tian's remnant consciousness asked himself, who was now looking at his own body entirely from the perspective of a bystander.

"No, you're dead!" Gu Tian's remnants kept echoing this sentence, making Gu Tian inexplicably sad. Although he would not suffer the pain of dying like this, when he really took that step, he began to regret it again. He was unwilling, unwilling to die like this, such a humiliation!

"No, no, no!" Gu Tian's remnant consciousness suddenly sent out a strong fluctuation, his spiritual consciousness trembled, in fear, how sad it was to see himself die? And this was caused by his own hands!

However, it was too late to regret it now, Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness had gradually detached itself from his physical body, and it was gradually drifting away, and what was lying on the ground was nothing more than a skin. Gu Tian suddenly woke up, repented of the beginning, the spiritual consciousness seemed to be crazy and wandered towards his body, Gu Tian desperately shouted in the residual consciousness, I want to go back, I want to live! At this moment, another storm of spiritual consciousness hit, Gu Tian's residual consciousness was once again involved in it, Gu Tian tried the tearing pain again, but he completely ignored it, as if he was crazy, desperately swimming back. At this time, Gu Tian's spiritual sense seemed to be weak and could dissipate at any time.

Gu Tian's remnant consciousness frantically devoured the power of the spiritual consciousness around him to strengthen himself, the power of the spiritual consciousness here was too strong, but after a while, Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness was condensed and strengthened again. However, he never escaped the storm of spiritual consciousness, and when a storm came, Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness turned into a wisp of residual consciousness again. Gu Tian was not discouraged, and with a belief in his heart, he wandered into his body with difficulty little by little.

Once, twice, three times......

Gu Tian continued to devour the power of spiritual consciousness in this way, and then was ruthlessly dispersed by the spiritual consciousness storm, again and again, moving forward slowly. Even Gu Tian didn't know how many times his spiritual sense had dissipated, and this pain had already driven him crazy. But there is an obsession in his heart that supports him to move forward. Gu Tian didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that if he didn't devour the power of spiritual consciousness, he was afraid that if the next spiritual storm hit, this remnant of his consciousness would be annihilated in the storm.

Gu Tian's remnant consciousness is like a snail, struggling to move forward in the storm of spiritual consciousness. The storm seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him, and every time it hit, it wantonly blew away the remnants of the ancient heavens, making him farther and farther away from his physical body, and he could only move towards his body step by step again.

The lonely Storm Altar was deserted, with only a corpse lying on the ground, unattended. Even if someone saw it, they wouldn't think so, after all, it was the Storm Altar, and if Gu Tian could still live in it, it would be a bit abnormal. No one knew that there was a weak life in it, humble but strong.

Time has no concept here, no one knows how long it has been, the Purple Mountain Ancestor doesn't know, and Gu Tian doesn't know, he just mechanically moves towards himself step by step.

Gu Tian's wisps of residual consciousness continued to devour the power of spiritual consciousness around him, and was constantly destroyed by the spiritual consciousness storm, Gu Tian seemed to be accustomed to this endless pain, he did not become numb, but relied on the only remaining faith in his heart, firm and persistent.

For Gu Tian, this is not a kind of cultivation? This is the experience of the mind, you must know that there are not many people who can have such an opportunity, and even fewer can survive in this environment, Gu Tian is struggling to survive in the devastation again and again.

The more time passed, Gu Tian's spiritual sense was still a wisp of residual consciousness, but Gu Tian's power to devour spiritual consciousness became more handy. After the storm of spiritual consciousness, Gu Tian's remnant consciousness frantically absorbed the power of spiritual consciousness, and his remnant consciousness grew rapidly, but after a while, he gathered a large amount of spiritual consciousness power, and that level was even stronger than when he first entered the storm altar. However, the spiritual consciousness storm did not give Gu Tian a chance at all, no matter how powerful his spiritual sense could be, after the storm, Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness would be shattered again. Gu Tian thought that when his spiritual sense became stronger, he would have the ability to resist the power of this storm and avoid being ravaged by it, but Gu Tian was wrong, no matter how powerful Gu Tian's spiritual sense was, it would be difficult to escape, and the stronger his spiritual sense was, the more terrifying the spiritual sense would be, and its pain would be more intense than before!

Gu Tian is struggling to survive here, but the outside world is as usual, with white horses passing through the gaps. Before he knew it, Gu Tian's corpse had been silent in the Storm Altar for half a year.

Ever since Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness was dispersed, the Purple Mountain Ancestor had fallen silent, not knowing what to think. Maybe he was waiting, in another half a year, then Liu Bai's suppression could be defused by him, and at that time, the Purple Mountain Ancestor would be reborn!

The sea of ancient heaven's consciousness was empty, and there was no trace of spiritual consciousness left. At this moment, a wisp of residual consciousness slowly drifted in. The Purple Mountain Ancestor seemed to be aware of it, raised his head and looked over, a sense of familiarity came to his heart, and the eyes of the Purple Mountain Ancestor were full of horror.

"It's ...... Gu Tian?" even the Purple Mountain Ancestor was a little incredulous, he didn't believe that anyone could survive the spiritual consciousness storm, although Gu Tian's residual consciousness looked extremely weak, but the Purple Mountain Ancestor really felt Gu Tian's existence.

The wisp of remnant consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness, and the devouring power burst out, and the power of the surrounding spiritual consciousness poured in frantically, converging into the wisp of remnant consciousness, and Gu Tian's spiritual consciousness also grew rapidly, but after a while, it reached its peak state.

The Purple Mountain Ancestor was already stunned, he couldn't imagine that Gu Tian had not only survived this spiritual consciousness storm, but also become even more powerful!

"You really surprised me, I didn't expect you to come back", Purple Mountain Ancestor's tone showed a rare hint of relief.

Gu Tian's sea of knowledge trembled slightly, and Gu Tian's weak voice also came out: "You are not dead, how can I die so easily?"

"Hahaha......" The laughter of the two reverberated uncontrollably in that unique space, and the good times did not last long, but another storm of spiritual consciousness raged, and the spiritual consciousness of the ancient heavens was fragmented again, and the power of spiritual consciousness dispersed, leaving only a wisp of residual consciousness......