2096: C2096 Dehiscence of consciousness

C2096 Dehiscence of consciousness

Ye Xiao adjusted his aura, and allowed himself to gradually calm down.

At this moment, it was related to fate, the future, and even life and death, however, it was a pity that this time, Ye Xiao did not have too many opportunities to make a choice.

Right now, Ye Xiao could only use this method that was not working. It doesn't matter if you live or die. It doesn't matter if you win or lose.

With a calm mind, Ye Xiao sat cross legged and released the Power of consciousness, the body of consciousness also started to dissipate. At this moment, Ye Xiao's divine sense was incomparably large. If it was compared to the other ordinary trainer's divine souls, even the level of his Skysplit Realm was not necessarily stronger than Ye Xiao's.

The mighty Power of consciousness surged and floated within the Real Realm as Ye Xiao used his own Power of consciousness to explore every corner of the Real Realm. He wanted to use this to attach the Power of consciousness to the walls of the Real Realm.

One minute, one second...

Time slowly flowed on just like that, however, no matter how Ye Xiao's Power of consciousness filled every corner of the entire Real Realm. However, Ye Xiao still could not find a way to consign his spiritual sense to her.

Under the rampaging attacks of the nine thunder dragon, the surrounding gray fog barriers of the entire Real Realm became messy but thin. No one knew how long these barriers would last. Perhaps the next moment would be when the barrier broke.

As a Master of a Real Realm, Ye Xiao must have some sort of reaction. However, Ye Xiao could only stop himself from focusing on the barrier. Because at this time, all his worries were meaningless.

"How is this possible? Could it be that the Power of consciousness was unable to attach itself to the walls of the Real Realm? Could it be that the Power of consciousness cannot be entrusted to anyone? " Ye Xiao roared madly in his heart, he did not know the reason behind this. He was certain that his own Power of consciousness had already spied on every corner of this enormous Real Realm, but he still could not find a way to entrust or depend on the Power of consciousness.

The surging Power of consciousness filled this entire space, but it could only wander around aimlessly!

Even if he forced himself to calm down, Ye Xiao still had to break out in a cold sweat. Because, if this method did not work, then the only way for Ye Xiao was to die.

"Why is that? "Why is that?" Ye Xiao kept asking himself in his mind. Could it be that he couldn't entrust the Power of consciousness to someone else in such a short period of time? [Is there really no other way?]

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed across Ye Xiao's mind.

Ye Xiao felt as though he had grasped onto something, but it was difficult to fathom what it was.

"Phew!" Whoosh! "Hu!" Ye Xiao was short of breath, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as the veins on his body bulged. He could only stabilize his body and prevent himself from rioting.

Suddenly, Ye Xiao thought of a problem. He wanted to bestow the Power of consciousness to the Real Realm. If he succeeded, it would mean that the Power of consciousness would no longer belong to him.

And now, even though his own Power of consciousness was filled with this great Real Realm. But in the end, these powers all belonged to him. On these divine intents, there were Ye Xiao's brand, memories and everything. This was the power of the Lord. It was impossible for them to become the spiritual intelligence of this realm.

However, after thinking this through ? Ye Xiao's expression changed slightly.

If one could say that the Real Realm could accept his Power of consciousness, then the only way would be to separate the Power of consciousness from his body and remove the imprint on it.

The Power of consciousness was the foundation of Ye Xiao. If the Power of consciousness dissipated, then Ye Xiao would naturally no longer exist. Therefore, Ye Xiao could only strip a portion of the Power of consciousness off his body of consciousness and erase the imprint within. Only after that, would he be able to bestow this Power of consciousness to the Real Realm.

However, this process was fraught with danger and danger. Peeling off the soul consciousness and removing the imprint required a great deal of pain. This kind of pain was so deep that even Cultivator would find it hard to endure. If, during this process, they were unable to persevere and collapsed, then their soul would naturally collapse. At the very least, he would suffer indelible damage.

Regarding this question, Ye Xiao did not ponder over it for too long. Because, Ye Xiao was just like before. Other than doing so, he still had no other choice.

Within the Real Realm, the floating Power of consciousness gradually condensed. The body of consciousness slowly materialized.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath, then shouted fiercely: "Consciousness... "Break!"

Following Ye Xiao's stern shout, the sunken body of consciousness began to fiercely change and distort. At the same time, an unbearable piercing pain spread inside Ye Xiao's mind.

The process of dividing the body of consciousness wasn't really slow, but to Ye Xiao, who was suffering from the unbearable pain, it seemed as if tens of millions of years had passed.

Every minute and every second, Ye Xiao felt like he was suffering the most unbearable pain in the world. Veins of blood were popping out of his eyes. The veins on his body seemed to have broken through his skin as he trembled and broke out in a cold sweat like the rain!

However, the current Ye Xiao was clenching his teeth tightly, other than the occasional unbearable growls, there were no other sounds. His body was still as steady as ever!

Finally, the silent body of consciousness s were separated into groups!

Ye Xiao also finally let out a long breath, and the tension in his body slowly eased up. Although, at this moment, there was still a needle-like pain in his mind, compared to the tearing pain, it was not worth mentioning.0

After being quiet for a while, Ye Xiao absorbed a portion of the Power of consciousness into his body for recuperation. As for the other part of his consciousness, it quietly stood in the middle of the Real Realm.

Ye Xiao had an extremely deep understanding of the Power of consciousness, so it would not be too troublesome for him to remove the imprint within it. However, he had to endure the pain again.

Furthermore, since he had already done it, Ye Xiao no longer had any chance to regret.

He rested for a moment, then used his hands to circle around, gradually condensing his strength to form a strange Symbol signet. The Symbol signet flashed and shot towards the body of consciousness that was standing still.

The Symbol signet gradually fused with it, and in the next moment, it suddenly exploded.

He felt pain in his head once again. In fact, this time, the pain was even more intense than the last time. This sort of pain was akin to watching one's body being ground away bit by bit. This sort of pain was something one could not endure. It was something that could not be described with words.

Fortunately, the process was extremely short, if not, even with Ye Xiao's tenacity, he would not be able to handle it.

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