Chapter 984: Chapter 952: Alpha-Level Consciousness?
Around the Central Tower, everyone observed the Abyss Saint’s path in silence.
They had initially thought the Abyss Saint would not step into the trap, but unexpectedly, their steps did not pause for a mont and directly entered the Array.
Did they not notice?
Or did they simply not care?
Everyone’s attention grew keen, especially Tang Quandao, who opened his eyes, previously resting, to thoughtfully gaze at the Black Spade Man.
In his vision, the Black Spade Man’s Spiritual Pressure was suppressed to a Second Order by the Calamity Rules, exceedingly weak.
He even suspected that a re sneeze from him could crush this ant to death.
“Hehe~ Holy Saint, could you really not notice the trap?” Nian Gengcheng’s cheerful expression grew even brighter, laughing softly as if anticipating a looming joke.
Trap? Xia Feng treaded the void, advancing slowly while looking up at the sky where a giant silvery mirror surface appeared. If this ‘Heavenly Gifted Authority’ ford Array was called a trap, it would be quite amusing.
Buzz——!!
The dim sky was instantly covered by a surge of silvery light, forming a transparent Sky Mirror that reflected everything.
The ruins and debris stretching for miles were mirrored in the sky.
The Abyss Saint’s figure was also reflected within, and instantly, the black-robed presence in the real world seed to fade away like an eraser wiping it off.
Everyone was enveloped in a pale blue light, unaffected by the trap, and they all looked up at the sky,
where, besides the black-robed figure of the Abyss Saint, stood a middle-aged man draped in a long white robe, three-tiered crown atop his head, and monocle resting on his nose.
The Black Moon Pope claid to have a plan to capture the Abyss Saint alive, requiring cooperation from the Burning Heaven, while others naturally enjoyed watching the spectacle unfold.
It now appeared that the excitent was growing more interesting.
The Abyss Saint had actually entered the ‘Heavenly Gifted Spirit Realm.’
“Inside the Heavenly Gifted Spirit Realm, Spiritual Artifacts will be forcibly turned into life forms, and the owner must battle the Spiritual Artifact. Only by killing and destroying the Spiritual Artifact can one escape the Spirit Realm, the price being the artifact’s destruction and subsequent unusability. If one were to die within the Spirit Realm, the artifact’s consciousness would possess the soul, occupying the conceptual existence.”
The suited youth explained, smiling as he looked at everyone, “Spent quite so Heavenly Gifted Divine Power to arrange this Array. Anyone interested in having a go inside?”
Everyone ignored him, the Golden Sparrow Giant Bird’s back, Ke Yanqing thoughtfully gazing at the image in the Sky Mirror,
“The Black Moon Pope appears not to fear the Heavenly Gifted Spirit Realm, it seems his artifact’s Authority progression has improved again.”
“Authority huh….” An Xingjia, eyes shadowed by dark circles, lazily lanted, “Tut-tut, I heard this old geezer’s artifact is still an S-Class, alas, it’s truly unfair destiny.”
Unfair destiny? Nian Gengcheng seed to find a kindred spirit, getting excited,
“Oh? An Guinan, you think so too!”
His eyes burned as he looked at An Xingjia, “Why not join my Burning Heaven Sect, as long as the Supre Heavenly Emperor descends! Then this small S-Class artifact, you can have as many as you want!”
“…..” An Xingjia had long known that the followers of the Burning Heaven were a bunch of lunatics pursuing so-called equality, genuinely believing that so supre fool of an emperor could bring fairness to the world, thus starting to burn, kill, plunder, committing all sorts of cris, all in the na of a better future.
Sotis An Xingjia was genuinely puzzled whether these Burning Heaven followers truly believed in the Supre Heavenly Emperor or were just using this as an excuse to vent their dissatisfaction with the world and fulfill their evil desires.
“So, care to join my Burning Heaven Holy Sect?”
“Ugh, what an idiot.” An Xingjia, eyes still shadowed, lazily picked his ear with his little finger, “So noisy.”
Seeing An Guinan not appreciating him, Nian Gengcheng wasn’t angry, just smiled aningfully, then looked back at the Sky Mirror.
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Xia Feng surveyed around, lacking life forms, the scenes within the Spirit Realm were identical to the real world.
Blood flowed through the ruins, collapsed houses everywhere, the central clock tower soaring to the sky, the world was grey.
At the top of the clock tower, the middle-aged man in the long white robe quietly hovered, pushing up his monocle, overlooking gently:
“Holy Saint, long ti no see.”
Xia Feng’s gaze was thoughtful, sensing clearly that the Black Moon Pope was nearby but unable to pinpoint the exact location, as he was hidden in this Different Space.
He originally planned to postpone the search for the Black Moon Pope and copying the S-Class artifact, but unexpectedly, this old thing ca knocking on his door.
Fine, saves trouble.
Gazing at the robed man atop the tower, Xia Feng didn’t waste words, directly entering the Holy Knight Space, swiftly flashing towards the tower top.
However, the man atop the tower didn’t seem to intend to confront him head-on, turning directly into bright white moonlight, disappearing without a trace.
“This sect is quite curious about what the Saint’s artifact might be.”
The world echoed with an imnse gentle voice, full of intrigue, “If it’s an S-Class artifact similar to this sect’s, witnessing the interesting case of consciousness possession would truly be exciting.”
With the Pope’s voice gradually fading, Xia Feng stood there, looking around with curiosity and puzzlent.
Yet nothing unusual occurred, with no signs of the artifacts converting into life forms.
Within his spiritual sea, the Ancient Bronze Mirror floated quietly, safe and sound.
Instead, the other Spiritual Artifacts revolving like stars around the Bronze Mirror began vibrating subtly, seemingly unsettled yet excited.
He now owned 16 Spiritual Artifacts, 9 A-level, 7 B-level, all trembling, seemingly about to spawn consciousness.
Despite lacking an S-Class, these 16 artifacts transforming into life forms would be absolutely terrifying.
But the 16 artifacts had just begun vibrating when a flash from the center Bronze Mirror caused them all to crouch like beasts before a dragon, ceasing their tremors instantly.
Just this?
Xia Feng imdiately understood; the Heavenly Gifted Spirit Realm’s rank wasn’t high, at most it could let an S-Class spawn self-consciousness, but catalyzing an Alpha-level self-consciousness would be like ants trying to shake a tree.
Utterly incompetent.
If the Heavenly Gifted Disaster achieved Heavenly God Rank and then used the Heavenly Gifted Authority on Xia Feng, it might then allow his Spiritual Artifact·Divine Mirror Platform to spawn self-consciousness.
Sumd up in one word.
Pathetic!
Honestly, Xia Feng himself felt a slight anticipation for artifacts spawning self-consciousness, though he rely considered it, as such a thing was too dangerous.
Imagining the potency of an Alpha-level consciousness,
Like manifesting all historically known artifacts, then having them all yield…. no, it should be called Truth Seeking, utilizing them for oneself!
The world would enter an era without artifacts!
Which for Spirit Masters would be akin to an apocalypse.
Hmm, considering it, viewed in another light, if everyone lacked artifacts, wouldn’t that be fair?
Those from the Burning Heaven Sect might even endorse this thod, willingly offering their artifacts.
Xia Feng’s thoughts drifted, though, of course, these were just his imaginations….
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