Chapter 842

"This is the case in the real mainland."

Sulu thought and looked around at the infinite void.

During this time, he also often sent his part to explore around, and combined with the information obtained from the real mainland, he also had some understanding of the infinite void.

The eighth level spirit world is so vast that even the creator can't find its end.

If we take the "real continent" as the center, there will be endless void around us.

The deeper into the void, the more dangerous and easier it is to get lost.

A map of endless emptiness can sell at a very high price among the [creator] groups in the real continent.

Of course, at the level of creator, they no longer trade in other currencies, but take the world source force as the general equivalent.

"In the infinite void that has been discovered, there are several places that can be called dangerous places, and occasionally 'source' is born!"

Thinking of this, Sulu separated ten avatars again.

With a smile, many separated bodies began to integrate with each other, and finally became a powerful [creator]!

"Well, even if you go to see Siya, you won't be noticed by him. This is a separate body whose combat power is equivalent to the Buddha and can't be distinguished by other [creator]. It occupies the number of ten incarnations at once."

Sulu waved.

This special part smiled at him and entered the endless void.

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Vast, lonely

Sulu moved forward in the infinite void. As he was farther and farther away from the real continent, the fog around him became more and more hazy.

This is the characteristic of the eighth level spirit world, and once this fog converges to a certain extent, even the creator will be lost.

"It's interesting to explore the infinite mystery... Trace the source of the mystery... Too."

Sulu's inspiration has always been released, but there is no trace of the "source".

Time did not know how long it had passed, and he suddenly looked up.

Inspiration penetrated the fog and observed an extremely huge body.

It was a kind of strong black between reality and illusion. It seemed that the whole body was composed of nameless black fog, constantly stretching out tentacles.

"Strange [creator]!"

He also 'saw' Sulu, or with more accurate perception, came a mental wave.

"My name is Sulu."

Sulu nodded slightly.

"I'm the nameless black fog - cremont! Are you going to the black sand river? If so, we can go together." Asked Claremont, showing some kindness.

Heisha river!

This is a less dangerous area in the infinite void. It can also be regarded as a "secret place", in which there was once a "source" output.

"I don't have a clear destination, so let's go together!"

Sulu was actually a little wary of the lone creator, but he was just an incarnation, so he was free.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Claremont laughed and a Black Mist formed the tentacle shaped steps.

Sulu came to the black fog and looked at the black fog under his seat, swallowing the surrounding fog, and his heart was cold.

"It seems that you like to use human form."

Opposite him, a mass of black liquid rose, on which appeared human facial features. It was an incarnation of Claremont and became a middle-aged human image with black hair and black pupils.

"Yes, habit." Sulu replied with a smile.

"You should be a humanoid creature... The [creator] of the eighth level spirit world is mainly divided into two categories, humanoid and non-human... Most non-human [creator] don't have a good attitude towards humanoid [creator], ha ha... Of course, I'm an exception... Because many of my friends are humanoid..."

Claremont is very talkative.

In the discussion between the two sides, the fog in front gradually dispersed, showing a river flowing in the void.

It doesn't know where it comes from or where it wants to go. Only the black gravel river flows across this reach.

The smell of terror made Sulu know that if an ordinary seventh order God fell into the river, he would be consumed by black gravel. Even the creator should be careful.

"Here we are, Heisha river."

Claremont let out a sigh. He also knew Sulu's new identity, The introduction said: "this area is not very dangerous, as long as it is not soaked in the river for too long, the black sand is also a good material for the [creator]. There are some strange objects in it occasionally, which are probably involved by the black sand river... 'source' is the most rare type."

He put Sulu down, and his whole body suddenly broke into the Heisha river.

The unknown black fog is huge, just like a giant beast in the starry sky.

But for this section of the river, it's nothing.

WOW!

Sulu seemed to hear the sound of water flow, and a large amount of black quicksand splashed out.

"Ha ha... I like it here. I occasionally polish my body with the sand here..."

Claremont cruised in the Heisha River and looked at Sulu: "are you coming?"

"I'll try!"

Sulu twirled some black quicksand, smiled and also entered Heisha Hanoi.

WOW!

Countless tiny black sand, actually harder than artifact, bombarded his body at a speed exceeding the limit.

"The seventh order gods will be wiped out, and the ninth order masters will not be able to move easily. They will be swept away and gradually dissipated... Indeed, it is an area where only the creator can be active..."

Sulu collected some black gravel and immediately searched aimlessly in the wide river.

Although there is only one section of Heisha River, the area is very vast and no less than a big world.

His inspiration is compressed again, and it is difficult to find anything really useful.

"It's impossible to find the 'source', but I hope to find some strange minerals and make a weapon belonging to the [creator]..."

Sulu had a hunch that there would be no less disputes in the eighth layer of the spiritual world.

After all, it is the battlefield of the creator.

As for whether to take the "Lord of the world" route or the "lone traveler" route, he had not yet thought about it.

time lapse.

When Sulu felt a little tired, he chose to return to the shore.

"Well... It's probably more than a hundred years. For [creator], the concept of time is somewhat different... Is that what Clement meant by 'too long'?"

Sulu walked downstream where Claremont was.

"Ha ha... Sulu."

Claremont also returned to the shore: "find what you want?"

"I want to find some strange minerals and make a weapon." Sulu casually said his plan.

"If you need ore, I have a lot here. I can make it cheaper for you..."

Claremont smiled.

Just then, a strange smell spread.

Sulu and Claremont turned at the same time and looked into the quicksand River.

There, a little glittering blue light emerged impressively!