"This is the true appearance of Lu Yunsong's spiritual world."

The moment the Star Spirit Pearl passed through the "incision", Qin Feng felt that the surrounding space became illusory and overlapping.

A kind of coldness.

Hollow.

An extremely bleak feeling came over me.

There are thousands of faces for every person, and there are thousands of spiritual worlds for every thousand people.

The spiritual world is abstract and indescribable.

But in some cases, the spiritual world of the self can actually represent the most real and essential side of a person.

All real emotions, feelings, and thoughts.

It will be reflected in it.

"Cold, empty, desolate, lonely... this is the first impression Lu Yunsong's spiritual world gives people."

The overlapping space of illusions gradually stabilized.

Qin Feng's thoughts outlined a tangible conscious body.

He held the Star Spirit Pearl in his hand. Suddenly, the thick gray mist wrapped around it dissipated and enveloped Qin Feng's conscious body. As it continued to condense, it formed a gray windbreaker.

The long hem of the windbreaker fluttered unsteadily.

Qin Feng raised his hand.

He plucked out another strand of the gray mist, forming a tall silk hat, which he wore on his head.

He glanced around:

"My first impression of this spiritual world wasn't the distortion and madness emanating from the surface, but rather a sense of despair shrouded in coldness, emptiness, desolation, and loneliness."

"Yes, despair."

"I didn't expect Lu Yunsong to be so depressed."

The surrounding scene.

Gradually becoming clear.

What unfolds before our eyes is an endless expanse of space.

black.

It is the main color.

The pitch-black night filled my eyes and seemed endless.

Stars.

Hanging above the night sky.

Shining with brilliant light.

From afar, Lu Yunsong's spiritual world seemed quite beautiful at first glance. There was no sense of confusion, abstraction, or indescribability, and it was incompatible with the atmosphere of despair.

but……

As we get closer and deeper.

The night sky began to distort.

The seemingly endless night is actually just a repetitive, desperate maze shrouded in darkness. It is actually narrow and cramped. Floating forward in it means either going around in circles or repeatedly hitting the wall in the maze.

The stars hanging in the night sky seem to be bright and shining, but in fact they are dilapidated.

Come closer.

It seems that these dilapidated stars are hanging on the backs of giant, wriggling intestines.

And these stars are also composed of pieces of messy and broken flesh and blood.

The veins on it were twisting.

There were sores, abscesses, and blood-stained hair.

The hair is very long.

Like a woman's hair.

At this moment, these blood-stained long hairs spread around like a spider web, connecting one broken flesh and blood star after another.

The deeper we go into this desperate maze.

The more flesh and blood stars there are.

The blood-stained hair becomes thicker.

The surrounding atmosphere...

It is also becoming more and more desperate and indescribable.

These despair and indescribable auras turned into spiritual pollution, like surging waves, sweeping over and hitting Qin Feng again and again.

Fortunately.

The gray coat on his body seemed like a layer of extremely strong armor.

How any spiritual pollution impacts.

Qin Feng remained motionless.

"A woman's long hair..."

"I see."

The coat fluttered in the fierce wind of spiritual pollution.

Qin Feng put his hands in his pockets, turned his eyes, and looked at the thick blood-stained hair around him, as if thinking about something.

Earlier, when he entered the "Ether Wormhole", he vaguely remembered that Lu Yunsong seemed to say something to his father.

The words indicated... Lu Yunsong's father seemed to have sacrificed his mother.

Moreover, it was a sacrifice to a certain god.

"So, these blood-stained hair connected to the flesh and blood stars, to some extent, symbolize Lu Yunsong's mother who was sacrificed to the gods?"

"I wonder which god it was sacrificed to?"

"Is she one of the three goddesses of the Goddess Cult?"

The maze is extremely complex.

but.

With Lu Yunsong's death, this spiritual world is gradually collapsing, including the extremely complicated maze of despair.

Therefore.

Qin Feng didn't need to solve this desperate maze.

He observed.

Keep moving forward.

See the collapsed walls.

Just walk past.

Soon they arrived at the depths of the maze.

"Ok?"

suddenly.

Qin Feng's eyes moved.

I saw a feather pen lying quietly among a broken star of flesh and blood.

"The Pen of Lies."

Qin Feng went over quickly.

Holding this pen in hand:

"Well, not bad, not bad, the first harvest."

Qin Feng happily put away the "pen of lies" and continued forward.

Haven't walked a few steps yet.

Swish!

A finger passed by my eyes.

"Pale fingers?"

"Tsk, tsk."

"Sure enough, the deeper you go into the maze of this spiritual world, the greater the probability of encountering good things."

"Lu Yunsong must have placed all his treasures in the depths and core of this maze."

He also put away the "pale fingers" that were passing by his eyes.

Qin Feng continued to move forward.

Soon.

"what?"

"This thing also appears to be a forbidden-level flesh-and-blood weapon. Based on the information transmitted by the weapon itself, it seems to be called... 'Gentleman's Notes', and the number is 3-76-7."

"Good stuff. Ranked higher than the 'Pen of Lies' among forbidden-level flesh-and-blood weapons. Take it."

Some time passed.

"Oh?"

"This seems to be... a rare material specifically used to manufacture flesh-and-blood technology products?"

"I've seen it in Xia Qingchuan's flesh and blood technology notes. It's called 'Creeping Yellow Clothes'. It's a naturally derived flesh and blood material that actually has some special and extraordinary effects. It can be considered an extraordinary item."

"Good stuff, take it."

Not long after that.

"I don't recognize this thing."

“But it’s also good stuff.”

"Received."

……

I don’t know how much time passed.

"call!"

“It’s a great harvest.”

Looking at the dozen or so good things wrapped, stored, and placed on his body by wisps of gray mist.

Qin Feng was in a very good mood.

have to say.

The feeling of harvest is great.

The worst of them is a forbidden-level flesh-and-blood weapon ranked over 100.

It can be said.

All of them are exquisite!

especially……

Qin Feng has not yet reached the core of the maze.

I don’t know what Lu Yunsong will place in the core of the maze?

"Boom!"

at this time.

The entire spiritual world let out a violent roar, and Qin Feng could clearly feel a vibration coming from all around. The despair maze, which was already a bit messy and collapsed, became even more broken and desperate in an instant.

"This spiritual world is about to completely collapse."

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

"The only thing left is the deepest core of the maze."

"The treasure that Lu Yunsong values ​​most should be placed there."

The violent vibration just now.

The core of the maze has been revealed.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all.

Take a big step forward.

Go straight to the core of the maze.

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