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However, because he has abandoned his original cosmic identity, he is now a black household with Artis Yiyang, and he will be rejected by the cosmic consciousness all the time.

Fortunately, compared to Artis, his strength is weaker in the end, and with the continuous support of a nascent universe, he doesn't have to worry about his strength being weakened too much.

Of course, if a strong battle breaks out with other powerhouses in the material universe, it will be a different matter, and it will inevitably attract the attention of the entire cosmic consciousness.

In this regard, Artis did not care much, but just seemed to wander aimlessly in one world after another.

As time passed, one world after another was conquered by the reincarnators of the main god space, and in a short period of time, the body of Artis devoured dozens of worlds.

At this rate, the universe of Artis is expanding rapidly.

And as the universe becomes more and more powerful, the opportunity in Artis's heart is getting closer and closer.

The boundless world, the scenery everywhere was skimmed one by one, and Ardis looked at the world in front of him, and countless scenes flashed in his golden eyes.

Beings continue to reproduce and die, the world continues to die and rebirth, and one scene after another emerges in his eyes, making his breath more and more ethereal and mysterious.

The breath of the world obscured the original aura on Artis's body, and he was only a little bit away from the last step to get out of that last step.

In fact, with the current savings of the World Tree, as long as Artis wants, he can try to get through that level.

Artis had a hunch in his heart that once this level was passed, not only would the nascent universe itself pass a crucial bottleneck and be completely perfected, but even his own strength would be enough to go further.

However, the more this happened, the more cautious he became.

The perfection of a new universe and the promotion of an eternal are far from being as easy as imagined, and if one is not done well, it may be possible to directly bury everything that exists.

Therefore, he forcibly suppressed this urge and began his journey.

He slowly wandered in his own world, watching the changes of one world after another, and feeling the changes of one world after another. The birth and inhabitation of living beings, and the eventual death. Feeling the instinctive sound of the whole universe, I began to think.

This is a thorough summary from the beginning. In this process, Artis's past memories began to be constantly retraced, and one world after another was stepped on by him, carefully observed by him, and observed the operation and changes of the world.

In the eyes of Artis, the world is also a unique life, with a unique power cycle and structure, so that a world can grow intact and slowly without collapsing.

The universe, on the other hand, is a more complex and powerful form of life. If we compare the universe to a normal human body, then each world is like cells in the human body. It has its own life and forms a whole with other worlds.

Artis slowly walked through the worlds in his own body, feeling the changes in them, and then through the body, feeling the imperfections in them.

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A dark area in which Artis walked in, looking at the world around him.

It was shrouded in a thick darkness, and a little mist grew up in the area.

And in the center of it, the fluctuations of divine power flickered.

Artis looked at the world in front of him, feeling the clouds of fog in front of him slowly move and condense forward with his mind.

"After waiting for so long, continuing the spiritual power of so many worlds, a small spiritual sea has finally formed. ”

Looking at the spiritual sea in front of him, Artis said silently.

It's the place where all ideas come together. Under the will of Artis, the spiritual impurities that escaped from all the worlds slowly rose and gathered at the top, forming a small spiritual sea in front of him.

For the universe of Artis, there are many places that need to be improved urgently, but the most troublesome of them are undoubtedly the spiritual impurities and dead souls in front of them.

Life multiplies and dies in the world, and in this process, the spirit will escape all the time, forming a series of spiritual impurities. To be serious, these spiritual impurities are not entirely burdens, as long as they can be used, they can also increase the power of the world, so that the speed at which the universe can accumulate power is accelerated.

But in the universe of Artis, everything has just begun, and there are still many problems compared to the truly mature universe, and there is no place for spiritual transformation at all.

And the soul is also average. In the complete universe, most of them have a soul home, whether it is the underworld or the underworld, so that each soul can be placed intact. But here at Artis, this problem has not been solved for a long time, not only has it prevented a large number of souls from being housed, but it has also deprived the entire universe of a number of resources.

In fact, in a normal universe. In addition to the source power drawn from the chaotic world, spirit and soul are the two most important resources of the universe, and now they are wasted because of the imperfection of the universe.

If this problem is not solved, the structure of the nascent universe will not be perfect, and no matter how strong the power accumulation is, it will be destroyed by the erosion of the source force when it is promoted.

"Spirit and soul, neither of these two problems is easy to solve, but the two most mysterious powers. ”

In the vast sea of illusory spirits, Artis looked at the spiritual sea that had formed a certain scale in front of him, and shook his head: "These spiritual impurities, of course, are a good asset, but once they can't be digested, they will also become a burden on the universe, adding a heavy package to the nascent universe." ”

Therefore, it is imperative to address this issue. ”

Looking at the chaotic spiritual sea in front of him, Artis's face remained unchanged, and he thought in his heart.

Different from the spiritual sea where the main god space is located, the spiritual sea in the Artis ontology universe is filled with a large number of spiritual impurities, and endless emotions and memory fragments are permeated here.

This is the spiritual impurities that have been accumulated for decades, and they have been gathered here under the will of Artis, forming such a spiritual sea full of impurities.

"In order for spiritual power to be transformed into real power and fed back to the universe itself, there must first be a carrier to carry and transform these forces. ”

"In order to do this, this carrier must be strong enough, and even stronger with the continuous accumulation of spiritual power in the future. ”

A smile appeared on Artis's face: "And all this, what carrier is more suitable than a unique world?"

The world is a highly accommodating carrier, and as the world expands and promotes, its carrying capacity will continue to become stronger.

"However, if you want to carry spiritual impurities, or even make this world have the power of transformation, it is not so easy, and you have to do some special treatment. ”

Artis's eyes looked to the center of the spiritual sea.

After decades of precipitation, the spiritual power here has accumulated to a certain limit at this time, and it is about to reach a critical point.

As Artis felt, these countless transformed spiritual powers had caused a great burden on the world, dragging down the progress of the entire universe to a certain extent.

The resources that cannot be used are actually just a bunch of impurities.

Artis raised his arm, and in his hand, a little cold light slowly flashed, expanding in place.

This is an extremely pure piece of space debris, forged from the world's source power, after decades of warmth and cultivation by Artis, day and night through the power of the law, the material has reached a limit.

In the debris of space, a small land mass emerges from it, filled with a large amount of source power, which is shocking.

The power contained in this space debris alone was enough for Artis to strengthen several sixth-level powerhouses in an instant.

He didn't hesitate, he threw it forward, the fragment in his hand sliced a little light in the air, and quickly moved forward.

Under the will of Artis, this fragment quickly entered the center of the spiritual sea, that deep region.

Suddenly, in the entire spiritual sea, a slight vibration was emitted, which made Artis quickly pay attention.

In the center of the spiritual sea in front of him, a spiritual impurity that was so deep that it was desperate filled with it, forming a distorted space within it, which was extremely weird.

This is the instinct of the universe, and it is also the result of a large number of spiritual impurities piling up together.

After the universe is formed, over a long period of time, it will instinctively improve itself to the extreme of the universe in order to seek promotion. And this strange space in front of you is one of the fruits of the cosmic instinct.

A large amount of spiritual impurities accumulated, forming a mysterious space full of weirdness in the core area of the spiritual sea.

This space is extremely strange and mysterious, and within it, boundless emotions are permeating, mixed with endless fragments of memory, constantly diffusing and shuttling in it.

The concepts of time and space are almost extinct in this space. A large amount of impurities poured into this space, making the space continue to expand, but also making the weirdness inside more and more serious.

If you give a certain amount of time and let this strange space continue to expand, maybe in the end, it can indeed solve the problem of mental impurities, but this result is not necessarily what Artis wants.

This is just a simple carrying of these spiritual impurities, but the more important transformation function is completely absent.

In other words, these spiritual powers, which could have been used to be transformed into food, were directly swallowed by this strange space and turned into food for this space, which would not be of any help to the entire universe in the long run.

And, although faint, from this newly born space, Artis still felt that something was wrong.

"Spiritual impurities are originally transformed by the spiritual power of sentient beings, and there are too many impurities in them, if they are easily carried, they are enough to drive any life crazy, even if it is a world. ”

Artis looked at the strange space in front of him, his golden eyes were as calm as water, and there was no wave.

"This space, born from spiritual impurities, is itself full of weirdness and pollution, and is equally harmful to the world. Even though the problem of these impurities can be solved in the short term, in the long run, it will create more problems for the nascent universe. ”

Ahead, the divine power of Artis wrapped the space debris, protecting the space debris from being polluted by external impurities, and sent it into the core of the spiritual sea.

Eventually, the two spaces begin to meet. Space debris began to collide with the strange space in the spiritual sea.

At the first moment, the two spaces began to instinctively pull and began to merge within the spiritual sea.

Suddenly, under the induction of Artis, the spiritual sea that was originally not turbulent in front of him was stagnant, and it seemed that something had changed.

The two spaces began to merge, and their different qualities combined with each other, and a new space began to form under the instinct.

But inside this nascent space, fierce battles are also beginning.

Endless strange forces emerged, and the two spaces were trembling, and they began to collide and run in with each other in order to let go of those incongruous parts.

In this process, it is necessary to compete with each other's accumulated strength. The power accumulation of that space is stronger, the structure itself is more perfect, and the more subjects it occupies after natural integration.

And in this kind of competition, it is undoubtedly the piece of space debris created by Artis himself that prevails.

This space has undergone the baptism of a huge source force, and both the laws contained in it and the structure of the space itself have been perfected to the extreme by Artis. On the other hand, although this strange space born in the spiritual impurities is strange, it can never be the opponent of Artis, the creator, in terms of strength.

In the face of Artis's targeting, the only advantage of this space is that it can absorb a steady stream of spiritual impurities from the outside world and continue to grow.

But this point was also put an end to by Artis, who had been prepared for a long time.

On the outside of the two spaces, a little brilliant divine power was flickering, wrapping the two spaces, preventing the huge spiritual impurities from the outside world from entering them, and fundamentally eliminating the possibility of the other party winning.

I don't know how long it was, but with a soft sound, a new space appeared inside, and a little light shimmered on it.

Artis looked forward, his gaze piercing the fog for a moment, and he saw this new space.

As if sensing the gaze of Artis, the space let out a soft sound, as if cheering for Artis.

The results went well.

The new space is dominated by the space debris created by Artis, but it swallows up the original space and obtains the power that carries the spirit.

For Artis, though, this wasn't enough.

If it is only carried and cannot be transformed, it can only solve the burden, but it cannot transform this burden into real food.

Therefore, Artis acted again.

He waved his hand, and the authority of the Lord of the World was activated, and all the worlds resounded in unison, and the laws of ten thousand paths began to emerge continuously, surging forward.

On the horizon, an ethereal purple appeared, hooked from below, and the purple qi rushed for tens of thousands of miles, heading towards the nascent space in front of it.