C199 Memory Devour
C199 Memory Devour
"The Phoenix Clan's Divine Art!"
Chiang Weisheng only had time to exclaim before the red light hit his body.
In an instant, the transformed figure turned into countless light spots and scattered in his sea of consciousness.
"The divine ability of Phoenix Clan is indeed powerful, but this old man has already merged with this young man's sea of consciousness. Unless you kill him, no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to do anything to this old man."
"Is that so? Today, I will let you have a look."
The woman's hands formed a seal, and her body instantly emitted a bright fiery light. After that, the fiery light spread rapidly and filled the entire Sea of Consciousness.
"This flame is called Li Yan. It's the Divine Flame of my Phoenix Clan. However, since you're a cultivator of the older generation, you should have heard of the Burning Divine Sense."
"What!?"
A shocked voice resounded in his sea of consciousness. The scattered light spots sped up and frantically distanced themselves from the illusory flame.
"Are you crazy?! This kid will also be burned clean!"
Chiang Weisheng shouted in fear as he distanced himself from the flames. Although he had not been burned yet, his consciousness had already begun to fluctuate. An extreme fear arose spontaneously.
"The divine fire of Phoenix Clan is useless against the people of my clan."
The girl murmured softly. With a change of her hand gesture, the flames instantly soared and covered the entire sea of consciousness.
The flame looked somewhat transparent and illusory, but there were miserable howls coming from everywhere it passed.
Chiang Weisheng only had his consciousness right now, and there was nothing he could do about the Divine Flame. He could only allow it to burn as it wished. His consciousness continued to scatter, and even his shadow could no longer be formed.
The Soul Locking Formation he used to trap Yang Xuan was also turned into nothingness by the Divine Flame.
The Soul Locking Formation disappeared, and Yang Xuan's will gradually returned. Now that Chiang Weisheng was about to be burned to ashes, he had no way to resist, and he directly gained control of his body.
"This is bad."
The woman was startled, and she hastily stopped the incantation. The divine flame also dissipated.
She looked around her sea of consciousness and stomped her feet. She said with some regret, "I didn't expect Xuan to wake up so quickly. I was careless. Forget it. This old Taoist's consciousness had already disappeared by more than half. It shouldn't be a threat to him anymore. It can save some strength. I'll also let him experience some training. "
After thinking for a moment, the girl turned into a red stream of light and flew into Yang Xuan's forehead, disappearing without a trace.
This light was much dimmer than when it appeared, and it looked even more illusory, as if it could disappear at any time. However, Yang Xuan didn't notice it.
From the time his divine soul was imprisoned to the time when he regained control of his body, the buffer period was extremely long.
Yang Xuan's head was still dizzy. After a long while, he finally regained a trace of clarity. His eyes slowly opened, and the black light had already disappeared.
As soon as he recovered his consciousness, he was shocked and hurriedly checked his sea of consciousness.
"Chiang Weisheng is indeed worthy of being the founding ancestor of Chiang Country. This method is really strange."
He thought to himself, but he was slightly puzzled.
His last memory was Chiang Weisheng's Dao. He was trapped by the Soul Locking Formation, but now, not only did he wake up, he had also completely taken back his body.
"Could it be that there are some drawbacks to the Soul Locking Formation?"
He frowned slightly, and his consciousness entered his sea of consciousness.
After being burned by the Divine Flame, Chiang Weisheng's Divine Sense was on the verge of dying. His mind was basically broken. Within his sea of consciousness, countless light spots were floating aimlessly.
As soon as Yang Xuan's Divine Sense appeared, those light spots seemed to have received a great attraction as they crazily rushed over.
"Not good!"
Yang Xuan was shocked and was about to make a move when a sharp pain suddenly rose in his head. Following that, countless images flashed in his mind like a horse watching a flower.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on his face, and his facial features twisted in pain.
He had an incomparably intense headache, as if someone was chopping off his head with a large knife. Apart from that, his mind was in a state of chaos, and the overlapping and confusing memories almost made him faint.
This kind of pain... This situation continued for nearly two hours. Finally... Yang Xuan's vision turned black, and he collapsed to the ground. In front of him... The black snake was coiled in a corner, and its golden pupils kept looking in his direction. Its tongue was flicking, but it didn't dare to approach him.
The huge space suddenly became silent. One could only hear the sound of the black snake's scales rubbing against each other.
In the imperial palace of Chiang Country.
"Father, where's Immortal Master Yang?"
Chiang Hai was outside the main hall, looking at Emperor Chiang who was walking out alone with a puzzled expression.
Emperor Chiang sighed and turned his head to look at him with a complicated expression. He said, "Quickly gather all the officials and let them wait in the meeting hall. Tell them that Zhen has something urgent to discuss. Also, send someone to Xingcheng Temple to invite your grandfather back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Forget it, Zhen will personally make a trip to Xingcheng Temple."
"Imperial Father, what happened? Didn't the Imperial Grandfather say that we shouldn't look for him?"
"This is a matter of great importance, we need him to make a trip."
Emperor Chiang's expression was solemn. Thinking back to what he saw in the spirit vein, his heart trembled.
"Is it Immortal Master Yang..."
"You don't have to ask too much about this. When the time comes, you will naturally know about it. Quickly gather all the officials."
Emperor Chiang glared at him, then quickly walked away, leaving the confused Chiang Hai behind.
...
Two hours later.
Within the huge space deep within the spirit vein, Yang Xuan slowly woke up.
The splitting headache still existed, but it was much lighter than before, and he could still bear it.
He rubbed his glabella and shook his head. Scenes flashed across his mind. He had just broken through to the Immortality Path, attained the Great Dao, killed his old enemies, had a fortuitous encounter, and established a country...
In just a few breaths of time, it was as if he had walked his entire life. His pupils were even covered with a layer of vicissitude.
"This isn't me!"
He was horrified, and goosebumps rose all over his body. He hurriedly circulated the Three Yuan Calming Art, and a trace of clarity appeared in his mind, pulling him out of those scenes.
"Jianguo! That is the Chiang Country! This is Chiang Weisheng's memory! "
He suddenly thought of this and was shocked. He quickly sat down with his legs crossed. A golden light flashed between his brows as he checked his sea of consciousness.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
His sea of consciousness had returned to normal. He could no longer feel his object. Even the light dots had disappeared without a trace, as if Chiang Weisheng had never been here before.
Yang Xuan frowned and closed his eyes to feel for a while. Those scenes appeared again. Although it felt like he had experienced it himself, it was definitely not his memory. It was more like Chiang Weisheng's.
However, there were often cracks in these scenes, as if they had disappeared into thin air. A small part of them had disappeared, and they were intermittent. It was difficult to connect them together.
"Could it be that he has entered my consciousness?"