Chapter 1288 The confusing fog (Part 2)
Whenever Sun Mingsheng breathes in and out, these red auras will enter his body with the airflow, and the exposed pores on his body will also begin to be attached with strands of red auras. Unconsciously, his eyes also turn red, with a hint of madness, and the only hesitation in his heart is completely thrown out of his mind.
As a qualified cultivator, he should have a certain degree of vigilance and cognition for this change, but at this time, Sun Mingsheng has no waves or discoveries.
A series of strange red mists flashed on his face, and every time at this time, Sun Mingsheng's body would produce a tremor from the heart.
The God-Mixed Mist is the name given to these red mists by some Yuanying late-stage cultivators in the Star World who have entered and exited the abyss of the continent several times.
However, this description is limited to a small number of groups and has not been spread on a large scale. Sun Mingsheng, who came here for the first time, naturally did not know it, so he had unknowingly fallen into an inexplicable danger without knowing it.
In fact, the God-Mist is not a very powerful factor or force. At best, it is just a special existence that can invade the consciousness of the monks. Its only advantage is that it is sudden and without any signs, which can make people fall into it without knowing it.
For a late-stage Yuanying cultivator, a small amount of God-Mist will naturally cause substantial damage. Only when it reaches a certain amount and exceeds the range that the cultivator can bear, will it completely have a sufficient negative impact on the future path of the cultivator.
"Roar"
"Squeak"
"Hiss"
Different sounds of invasion were faintly heard in Sun Mingsheng's ears, and traces of climbing monsters appeared on the stone wall not far away.
But every time he closed the distance between the two sides and mobilized his consciousness to detect, these monsters climbing on the wall seemed to disappear instantly, as if they had never existed.
After several rounds of pulling, Sun Mingsheng fell into an inexplicable state of rage. His eyes were red, and the breath between his nostrils became thicker. His originally stable emotions and firm heart of Tao were inevitably affected at this time.
Any late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who walked step by step encountered countless difficulties and difficulties. There was no doubt that his heart of Tao was firm, and it would not easily produce any additional wavering and waves.
Moreover, although Sun Mingsheng encountered several dangers after entering the abyss of the continent, he also gained two high-quality spiritual objects and a jade slip that recorded strange stories, which was a very rich harvest.
This was completely within the normal cognitive range of a cultivator under normal circumstances, but it was because of the waves of external forces that caused an inexplicable change in his state of mind.
"The continental abyss is indeed worthy of its reputation. It has stirred my heart without my knowing. This effect alone has exceeded my expectations."
Under the impact of his own uncontrollable anger, Sun Mingsheng was like being hit on the head, and the last bit of clarity in his sea of consciousness instantly occupied the main position.
Reason regained the upper hand, and the anger that had arisen for no reason was instantly dissipated as if it had been hit by a nemesis, without leaving any trace, as if it had never appeared.
As for all the phantoms of the monsters attached to the wall and the roars of the monsters that kept coming into his ears, they also disappeared. Only when he looked inside, the red breath attached to his internal organs and dantian, which was still faintly flashing with a strange red light, was genuine.
"Could it be that the culprit of all this is the red breath in the internal organs? How did these red breaths enter the body silently? No abnormalities were found in the whole process? Such means are really frightening"
"If you fall into the control of anger, wantonly and without any restraint, and attack the iron wall of the continental abyss, who knows what kind of risks and crises will be caused? Isn't it just putting yourself in a new unknown and fatal risk in vain?"
Looking at the continental abyss where there was no one and even no monsters, Sun Mingsheng was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat without any warning.
In fact, compared with the frontal battle, this silent erosion is the most lethal, especially for Sun Mingsheng, an experienced late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who has almost stood at the top of the star world.
After all, for them, except for the normal death due to exhaustion of lifespan, with the deterrence and assistance of various means, there are not many chances of directly suffering fatal attacks and injuries, and in most cases, they can save their lives.
But the only situation is that the cultivator himself falls into an inexplicable dangerous state. In this case, the comprehensive strength of a late Nascent Soul cultivator will drop sharply, and once in danger, he will naturally be unable to resist.
The continental abyss in front of us quietly took the lives of late Nascent Soul cultivators in this way, thus creating a great reputation.
"Unfortunately, whether in the world of cultivation or in the star world, various sectarian views arise one after another. This situation in the continental abyss must have corresponding records in some sects with relatively deep heritage, and even fake spiritual treasures and treasure pills dedicated to defense must exist. After several searches before this, no effective relevant records have been found."
"If the news about the existence of this red aura can be effectively spread, every late-stage Yuanying cultivator who comes here can also make corresponding preparations in advance, and the continental abyss will never be able to make such a reputation."
After regaining his sanity, Sun Mingsheng's mind emerged one by one, and he sorted out some of the key points in a few minutes.
The continental abyss is indeed famous, but there are not a few cultivators who come here every year to explore and seek opportunities, and at least half of them have successfully returned. Naturally, they are relatively clear about the situation of this red aura. Unfortunately, there is a lack of corresponding inheritance in the entire star world, and the significance of this can be imagined.
Sun Mingsheng did not stay in this doomed meaningless thinking for too long. Today, now that he had already noticed the negative effects of this deep red aura, although he had not prepared corresponding means to resist it in advance, for a qualified late Nascent Soul cultivator, the danger in the first half could naturally be avoided, and he would not repeat the same mistake. At most, it would only consume some extra mana from the Nascent Soul in his Dantian, which was not a burden to him, and his own safety was increased for nothing.