C252 The Black Fog Reappeared
C252 The Black Fog Reappeared
In front of Yang Xuan's eyes was darkness. The light was drifting erratically. In this boundless darkness, it was just too tiny, and could disappear at any time.
His consciousness gradually became fuzzy. He instinctively stretched out a hand and grabbed the light.
"Boom!"
An explosive sound suddenly rang out beside his ear. An even greater darkness enveloped him, almost suffocating him. That pitiful bit of light also vanished along with it.
"Mother..."
Yang Xuan's consciousness fell into a daze. At the last moment, it was as if a vague human figure had appeared in the darkness.
The long skirt swayed in the endless void of darkness. Her hair danced along with it. Her face was a little blurry. It could not be seen clearly, but it seemed like she was smiling.
The smile was very warm. Even the cold darkness could not cover it.
Yang Xuan instinctively wanted to get close to the warmth. Although his consciousness had been submerged, this was his most primitive instinct, as if there was a voice constantly calling out to him.
It was so gentle and beautiful.
His consciousness, which was sinking, suddenly stopped. A faint red glow appeared on his surface. It was not that dazzling, but it was very warm.
The endless dark fog continued to wash over him, but it could not sink his consciousness anymore.
The red light looked weak, but it was actually incomparably firm. No matter how the darkness washed over it, it could not shake it in the slightest.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xuan's consciousness actually gradually recovered.
He suddenly opened his eyes and felt the warmth in his body. His eyes were filled with surprise.
His surroundings were still boundless darkness. He could not see the passage of time, nor could he see the changes in the space. It was deathly silent and lifeless.
"Black Panther! Black Panther!"
Yang Xuan tried shouting twice, but after opening his throat, he did not make any sound.
He was shocked and quickly looked down, but he could not see his own body. Only a few red dots could be seen. This black fog was too dense, covering everything. In this place, only consciousness could exist.
"This is my sea of consciousness!"
Yang Xuan suddenly reacted. This black fog was a fragment of Chiang Weisheng's consciousness. He had almost fallen into it just now. Although he had regained his consciousness, he was still surrounded by it.
The black fog was boundless, causing people to feel despair. The red light on his body was a protective umbrella, isolating him from the darkness.
"That figure... Who is it? Why is it so familiar..."
He thought of the blurry figure he saw at the last moment of his fall. It was beautiful and dignified, giving him a natural sense of familiarity. Although he could not see her face clearly, he instinctively wanted to rush towards her.
Just as he was feeling puzzled, the surrounding black fog suddenly moved.
The boundless black fog surged towards his body. Its momentum was shocking and its speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it collided with the red light outside his body.
The dim red light suddenly lit up. Boundless heat kept rushing out from it. It actually resisted the black fog and was on par with it.
Yang Xuan furrowed his brows and observed it for a while.
The black fog seemed to be consciously targeting him. It kept squeezing towards him from all directions, wanting to crush him here. If it was not for the red light, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist it at all.
The attack of the black fog became stronger and stronger. Every time it attacked, it would make his body sway.
The red light did not collapse, but the light that lit up felt somewhat powerless.
Yang Xuan's heart sank slightly. This time, the rebellion of his consciousness was much stronger than the previous one. Now that the Black Panther was sleeping and could not be contacted, he was afraid that it would be very difficult for him to deal with it with his own strength.
The power of the black fog seemed to be strengthening continuously, or perhaps the red light was becoming weaker and weaker. Yang Xuan's consciousness began to shake, and a faint feeling of drowsiness appeared in his mind.
He hurriedly activated the Three Essence Silence Spell to stabilize his consciousness.
"If this continues, I'm afraid that the red light will disappear soon."
He thought to himself. He tried to increase the power of the Three Essence Silence Spell. The sparkling blue light covered the surface of the red light, but after being hit by the black fog, it dissipated by more than half.
Although the Three Essence Silence Spell was not bad, it couldn't be used due to his low cultivation base.
Chiang Weisheng's cultivation base was extremely high. Compared to him, the difference between them was like heaven and earth. Even if these were just fragments of his consciousness, Yang Xuan wouldn't be able to defend against them.
"* Hong! *"
Another impact. Although there was no reference for comparison, Yang Xuan still felt that he had been knocked far away. The red light was flickering and could disappear at any time.
Yang Xuan's heart kept sinking. The Three Essence Silence Spell, which could only help him, could not resist the black fog. Once the red light shattered, his consciousness would also be turned into powder by the black fog.
His mind spun rapidly and he even tried to sense his body. However, under the cover of the black fog, only his consciousness was left. His body was completely isolated.
However, even though he could not sense it, he had no intention of giving up.
With the current strength of his divine soul, he had no chance of winning against Chiang Weisheng's divine soul, even if it was only an incomplete one. Only when the Spiritual Force could be used could he have a slight chance of turning the tables.
Because, he had an extremely bold idea in his heart.
He wanted to strengthen this red light.
This kind of red light. Moreover, if his guess was correct, the seal of the Black Panther shouldn't have been completely destroyed.
If he could suppress the black fog and seal it for a short period of time, as long as the Black Panther woke up, he would be able to seal it back.
He kept trying to sense the existence of his body. The impact from the surroundings was still strong, but he ignored it.
Wave after wave of the black fog was even stronger each time. The red light was on the verge of collapsing, like a candle flame in the abyss that could be extinguished at any time.
A wisp of the black fog had somehow penetrated the red light and flew into Yang Xuan's soul.
Although it was only a trace, it brought along a boundless coldness that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His soul began to tremble.
This wasn't only the coldness, but also the countless negative emotions, fury, fear, hatred...
It was like a malicious spirit that had accumulated resentment for a long time had suddenly merged into Yang Xuan's body. His consciousness began to transform, and his mind was in chaos.
He gritted his teeth and resisted with the Three Essence Silence Spell. A trace of clarity appeared in his mind. Although he couldn't suppress the negative emotions brought by the black fog, he still retained a lot of consciousness.
"Give it to me! Come on!"
Yang Xuan roared angrily. The appearance of this black fog had greatly stimulated his desire to live. If he continued to drag it on, when the red light dissipated, he would really have no strength to return to the heavens.