Wu Chen woke up in the chaotic space and the first thing he noticed was the floating spots of light floating everywhere in the space.

This time the number of elemental elves is far greater than the last time's capture. In the space surrounded by the small chaos, there is still a little space beside him, which is completely filled with them.

There were already many light spots squeezed very close around the two statues. Wu Chen just moved a little, causing a large number of elemental elves to become restless.

Countless light spots began to spread towards the chaotic boundary. They gathered together and were close enough like a continuous band of ribbons, red, blue, white, and green, with very few black and purple. The same color gathered, different colors were squeezed and spliced, and large pieces of colorful ribbons began to spread outward.

The boundary of chaos began to retreat, the area of ​​the "egg yolk" began to expand, and a numb itchy intention appeared in Wu Chen's consciousness.

Wu Chen's soul state is a gray fog floating on the silver pool of spiritual power. The area of ​​the "egg yolk" increases, and the elemental elves gradually retreat from around him.

This series of changes began with Wu Chen's action until the area of ​​the "egg yolk" expanded more than twice, from four or five square meters to the size of a room, but the change was only the beginning...

Below, the pool water of the spiritual power began to boil, and a ripples appeared from the center to spread around, and the numb feeling became stronger. The ripples pushed the pool water of the spiritual power to overflow the boundary of the puddle and began to expand its own area until the puddle turned into a small pond, and the ripples that continued to emerge stopped.

As the area expanded, the pool of spiritual power became shallow, from full to only a thin layer, fatigue appeared as the numbness disappeared, and at the same time, a radiant stone was exposed naked from the bottom.

Wu Chen lowered his height and transformed into a spiritual tentacle and gently touched the dazzling stone. "Boom~~", a thunder exploded in the entire chaotic space, and Wu Chen's soul was shocked and trembled violently.

The whole space began to shake like an earthquake. The two statues soared into the sky. In front of the pond, a three-story altar with white stairs appeared out of thin air. The statues collided over the altar. A strong light flashed. The two statues merged into one, turning into a statue of a three-faced person and landed steadily in the center of the altar.

There are no facial features on the front of the statue, only a facial contour and a blank space. On the left is Figo's face, with a tender and soft expression, half-open eyes, slightly raised the corners of the mouth, a smile will bring warmth, sunshine and peaceful charm, and on the other side is Wu Chen's facial features, but his eyebrows are even more sharp, and the lines on the face are like a knife and an axe, and his sword-like eyebrows are slightly raised. The spirit in his eyes is full of jokes, contempt, and mockery.

A crown was worn on these three different heads. The statue's body was covered with golden armor, more than two meters high, slender and fully conforming to the golden ratio. Wu Chen woke up from the huge shock and immediately retreated. A thin layer of spiritual power pool water far away from the stone was consumed by this drastic change. The unstoppable tiredness made him fall asleep immediately without time to think.

Wake up again, the ubiquitous elemental elves were already attached to the statue, as if he had put on a thick layer of colorful shiny clothes for him. Wu Chen's close-knit exchange was formed so easily. The colorful shiny clothes were gradually thinning at a speed that was accessible to the naked eye. The statue was like a sponge, and the elemental elves were like moisture, without going in and out, only continuous absorption and penetration...

All of this, this space, this god, and this stone represent what Wu Chen is completely confused. The huge sense of fulfillment is transmitted from the pond of full spiritual power, constantly expanding, allowing his soul to grow like a balloon. However, this is an illusion. In fact, the volume of his soul has not expanded, but has contracted and fluctuated like breathing...

Every time there is a tiny mist, there must be a shattered mist removed from his soul, and his current body gradually transitions from the gray evacuation structure to the direction of colorless purity. In this process, Wu Chen only felt that he had broken free from a cage and turned into a towering peak, with one punch overturned by mountains and rivers, and a thought of space shattered... This feeling was so intoxicating that Wu Chen was almost immersed in this false power.

From beginning to end, his calmness and thinking like ice and snow have always dominated his soul. He was addicted to it for a moment and woke up. The mutation in his soul stopped, and the white and gray gap was his soul state at this moment.

On the altar statue, the elemental elves had been absorbed completely, and the powerful gravity could not resist him at all. His soul was sucked in, and the head of the statue turned clattered, and the entire chaotic space followed a trembling trembling. Figo's face switched to the front, and his half-closed eyes were completely opened, staring at the nothingness in front of him, as if he had seen through the barriers of space and saw the boy awakening in the tent.

Wu Chen opened his eyes, and a silver light suddenly burst out flashed in his eyes. Many belated emotions surged, horror, ecstasy, pride... The cold and absolutely rational mental state disappeared, and the desires and emotions of ordinary people began to become masters again.

"What happened, what happened?" Wu Chen jumped up and walked back and forth.

"Altar, statue of god, three faces...what does it mean, what is the revelation?" Wu Chen thought quickly. He instinctively felt that as long as he unlocked the secret of the chaotic space, everything that happened to him would be revealed.

Suddenly, he looked at the entrance of the tent and asked unhappily: "What's the matter?"

"Ge... Sir, the situation outside is a bit not very good..." It was Lilian's voice.

The thought moved again, and the tentacles of the spirit spread across the tent, camp, and came into contact with the dense forest... It was like a ripples spreading around with Wu Chen as the center. In this ripples, he "sees" and senses it, and incorporates all the small world into his "eyes" without blind spots in all directions.

The eye was invisible between the eyebrows, and the spiritual power overflowed from here, spreading into ripples and spreading around, about a hundred meters in radius, every grass and a tree, all life.

Wu Chen trembled, his eyes slowly closed, and the conflict between the two visuals disappeared immediately. A 36-degree holographic image appeared in his consciousness, extremely clear.
Chapter completed!