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Chapter 385: Source Matter Movement, Ancient Well in the Painting

In the spiritual world of the mind.

Swish!

Qin Feng condensed an incarnation of consciousness.

Through the thick dark gray fog.

Come to the spring where the "Source of Path" was born.

Although the source substances produced in this spring are not much and do not extend far enough, it is stable and peaceful. As Qin Feng's realm improves and his pace of martial arts cultivation goes further, the "path source substances" produced will become more and more abundant.

However at this moment...

The essence in the spring.

It became extremely restless.

There was even a sense of madness and excitement.

as if……

Something is attracting it!

"attract?"

Qin Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

He looked up at the void of miracles around him, and gazed into the depths of the gray desert.

Eyes.

Gradually narrowing his eyes.

What is hidden deep within this miracle that can attract his "path source"?

To know……

Source essence is something that even gods covet. It is an extremely high-level and rare resource treasure.

Ability to attract the existence of source material.

Obviously.

It's certainly not something ordinary.

Probably……

It is also a kind of source quality!

“I never thought that this miraculous place in the upper city, hidden by the three goddesses of the Goddess Cult, actually contained treasures of the source quality level. In this way, my trip was worthwhile.”

originally.

Qin Feng just wanted to explore the place casually.

If you can get benefits, take them.

If you can't get any benefits, just consider it as gaining knowledge.

But I never expected it.

There is actually an existence of source quality here. No wonder the three goddesses of the Goddess Cult spent a lot of effort to hide this place.

"And until now, the three goddesses have not taken away the treasure that is suspected to be the source of energy."

"obviously."

"Taking away that treasure is not an easy task. There must be various dangers and restrictions."

Qin Feng's mind was full of thoughts.

There was no sign of anything unusual on his face.

He still looked the same as before.

He kept walking around in the ruins, studying the broken temples and remaining pillars.

And Xingmeng followed Qin Feng obediently.

Silently.

Staring at the brain map in her hand, Xing Meng's eyes kept rolling, and a cold smile slowly curled up at the corner of her mouth...

……

The depths of miracles.

An ancient well.

Existing in a void as abstract as an oil painting, painted with thick oil paint.

There is no sky here.

There is no land either.

There is only a row of stairs painted in oil, extending little by little towards the ancient well.

suddenly.

A figure stepped onto the stairs.

The figure was slim and slender, obviously a woman, wearing a simple, semi-transparent gauze dress that looked like pajamas, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Her half-exposed shoulders are faintly revealed.

as well as.

That smooth and beautiful back that is half transparent.

If anyone from the Goddess Cult were here, they would certainly be extremely surprised and horrified when they saw this woman's face.

therefore……

This woman is none other than the Pope of the Goddess Cult!

However, at this moment, the Pope did not have any aura of a god or demon warrior, and even looked like an ordinary person.

As she stepped on the stairs outlined in oil paint.

Suddenly.

Wow!

The void was distorted.

The figure of this female pope...was shaking and twisting in an extremely strange way.

next moment.

Her originally three-dimensional figure suddenly became like a paper figure.

From the three-dimensional state.

It became a second dimension.

His whole body was wrapped in a strange, sticky energy like oil paint.

In the blink of an eye.

This female pope turned into a painting.

A person in the painting is outlined with simple oil paint and is about to step onto the oil paint stairs in front of him.

Woo!

A cold wind swept past.

The Pope, transformed into an oil painting, seemed to be frozen in the void.

like a statue.

The surrounding atmosphere.

Seems extremely weird.

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