novelaction Chapter 896 Divine Soul Space
Chapter 896 Divine Soul Space
Chapter 896 Divine Soul Space (Part 1)
Hiss hiss hiss...
Han Yi finished speaking.
Hidden in the darkness, thoughts swirled within the subconscious mind. The entire vast subconscious space seemed to be activated by a light switch, producing a faint sound as if an electric current had passed through it.
In an instant.
Han Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.
A bright, clear space slowly appeared before him, as if the darkness just now was merely an illusion.
"I... this is..."
Han Yi was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening in shock.
His mouth gaped open in astonishment. He looked around in disbelief, then looked down at his own clothes.
The thin pajamas are lightweight and silky to the touch, with gray and white stripes that crisscross to form skewed squares.
I was sitting at a black gaming desk.
The white desk lamp cast a soft, dim light, while the laptop fan in front of me whirred and roared under its strain.
"My...bedroom?!"
Han Yi fell silent.
After a long while, he slowly reached out and moved the gaming mouse with the 'G' logo, which he had bought at a high price.
Click.
A crisp click is produced when the mouse is clicked.
call…...
The laptop fan suddenly increased in volume, the black screen flickered a few times, and then a familiar blue light appeared.
"Password..." Han Yi's fingers hovered over the familiar keyboard, but he hesitated to make a move.
He leaned back in his gaming chair, the support from the carbon fiber backrest easing the dull pain in his lower back.
“2308…2029…” Distant memories flooded back.
Han Yi slowly, bit by bit, entered the password.
Ding ding dong...
A computer notification sound, both unfamiliar and familiar, rang out.
The blue light flashed and disappeared in an instant, and suddenly a colorful patch appeared on the computer screen.
"Recharge 6 yuan for the first time and get 10 free draws... First 10 draws... Guaranteed to get a golden legendary item..." Han Yi looked at the small text in the game with some difficulty.
"Congratulations player...good fortune has struck..." As the memories were activated, his fluency increased, becoming more and more proficient. "Golden Legend, Demon Refining Pot, a divine artifact, one of the nine ancient treasures. It possesses incredible power, said to be able to create all things, and also has astonishing destructive power. Inside is a strange space called the World Within the Pot, a space so vast it seems capable of containing the entire world..."
"So... he really is back?" Han Yi smiled wryly.
It all felt so real, as if he had returned to Earth, back to the moment before his transmigration.
It feels like I've gone back to that sweltering summer when even breathing was difficult.
After a major pandemic, the economy declined, and his salary was delayed for several months. With little savings left, his girlfriend also betrayed him and left him.
Disappointed in both love and career, and with his edges worn down by the cruel society, he could find no way out and saw no hope.
He spends all day doing nothing, and during his rest time he stays in his room, indulging in virtual games and giving in to his desires.
Buzzing...
A buzzing sound interrupted Han Yi's melancholy thoughts.
He suddenly raised his head.
The old-fashioned air conditioner in the corner of the room was slightly yellowed, with a flashing green indicator light. The blue and white label on the unit, with the red lettering indicating level 5 energy efficiency, was particularly glaring.
It seemed that the sensor detected the room temperature rising, and the air conditioner automatically started cooling, sending out refreshing breezes.
"It's a pity... we can never go back..."
Han Yi snapped out of his daze and sighed.
People only realize their loss when they lose something.
Those past complaints and grievances, the hatred for social injustice and unfairness, the pent-up frustration and bitterness in my heart...
This is actually the greatest happiness.
After all, the prerequisite for having emotions is being alive and well, having enough to eat, and getting enough sleep...
When life hangs in the balance and is at stake... a person has only one thought.
Alive.
Han Yi sat quietly in the chair for a while.
It seems to be a recollection, or perhaps a remembrance.
He calmed himself down, slipped on his slippers from under the table with practiced ease, and stood up gently.
Han Yi knew.
The scenes before my eyes felt like returning to the Earth of the past.
But everything unusual about his surroundings served as a reminder to him.
Can not go back.
here…...
Ultimately, it was just a manifestation of the deepest part of his heart.
Han Yi paused for a moment. He slowly took out a bead from the pocket of his pajamas.
A bead shrouded in mist, its surface occasionally flashing with a black light, faintly emanating a subtle and wondrous aura of life.
The Netherworld Pearl.
In this space.
After his enlightenment, his spiritual thoughts underwent a qualitative change, and his soul revealed the illusory world that it had transformed into.
They were brought in along with them.
This demonstrates that the Netherworld Pearl has become one with his soul, sharing life and death, inseparable.
It can also explain...
His past experiences... people, events, things...
Martial arts, bloodline, soul...
Crimson Flame Sect, Jingtian Manor, Myriad Manor School...
Humans, demons, monsters...
Qianxue, Zhonghan, Chun Rongrong...
There is absolutely no falsehood.
Han Yi walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and looked outside.
It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen. The heavy night seemed to envelop the entire world.
Han Yi remained silent for a moment.
My gaze fell toward the location where the air conditioner outdoor unit was installed.
really.
It was impossible to see anything at all.
Even the trajectory of the ejected airflow is not visible.
“Interesting…” Han Yi seemed to realize something, turned around and walked towards the door.
drop.
He casually picked up the remote and turned off the air conditioner.
This old-fashioned air conditioner with a level 5 energy efficiency rating perfectly embodies the concept of a heavy electricity consumer.
The commercial electricity costing one yuan per kilowatt-hour made Han Yi grit his teeth and feel the pain of the bill, which had long since made him develop the good habit of turning off the air conditioner when leaving home.
of course.
In this virtual world, it's meaningless to worry about how much electricity costs.
But this is the instinctive habit that Han Yi left behind, the meaning of his life as a human being.
The bedroom wasn't big, and Han Yi arrived at the door in just a few steps.
He placed his hand on the handle and gently pulled open the door.
Click click...
The flimsy wooden door remained completely still.
Click click...
Han Yi pulled hard on the handle, but there was still no response. Not even a crack appeared, as if someone else was pulling on the door from the outside, as if they were locked in a struggle.
"Interesting..." Han Yi chuckled. "It seems this world... isn't as... unreal as I imagined..."
He probably understands the essence of this world now.
Its true nature still needs further experimental verification.
But at the very least.
It is not the imagined, purely illusory space.
Han Yi took a deep breath, and the Netherworld Pearl slowly entered his body. Streams of gray energy flowed out of the pearl, instantly filling his entire body.
His entire body, as if inflating, slowly grew larger.
The changes stopped only after his hair touched the ceiling and the room could barely contain him.
"This hardness..." Han Yi glanced at the wall.
"The toughness of matter... or rather space... far surpasses that of the Crimson Sky Realm..." he mused.
With his current physical body, he could easily crush not only a concrete structure, but even a mountain.
And now…
It was actually restricted by a thin brick wall.
Back in the Crimson Sky Realm, the power of his fully unleashed physical body was such that even a simple breath would cause the air to tremble, and punches and kicks would directly tear through space, creating black cracks in the air that led to the void.
Here...
There was absolutely no reaction...
There wasn't even the feeling of being restricted, suppressed, or having a calamity descend upon you when you touch a certain boundary in the real world.
This is enough to show that the upper limit of this world... far exceeds that of the real world.
but…...
Han Yi then thought of another question.
In his current spiritual and mental state, his physical body is unleashing its full potential...
Is it equivalent to the real world...?
According to reason.
The physical body is the objective physical carrier of the soul, while the soul is the manifestation of the inner sublimation of the physical body.
Changes in the physical body can also be perfectly reflected in the soul.
So the strength that the soul is displaying in the spiritual space at this moment should be... equivalent to the physical body at its peak...
Han Yi pondered repeatedly, feeling somewhat uncertain.
He knew very little about the Dao of the Soul, especially its profound implications, particularly the connection between the soul and the physical body—he was completely clueless about it. Huff…
Han Yi didn't think for long. He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and fully extended his physical body to gently grasp the doorknob.
There's no point in overthinking it; we still need to give it a try.
Since this world can perfectly manifest his physical body, then the corresponding strength... must also be able to be displayed.
Click...
This time.
There was a clear change.
With physical strength comparable to that of a top-tier demon king, the burst of power clearly far exceeded the opposing force pulling from outside the door.
hiss...
The door was slowly pulled open, revealing a slit as thin as a hair.
Han Yi could see through the crack. Just like the view outside the window, it was pitch black outside the door.
The darkness was as thick and sticky as glue, and it seemed to be a living, menacing creature.
"Huh?" He frowned, and with the light from the bedroom, he noticed something unusual.
There seems to be someone outside the bedroom...
It seems that this person was blocking the bedroom door the whole time, holding the doorknob tightly and preventing the door from opening.
The person gave Han Yi a very familiar feeling, like a reflection of himself standing in front of him, a strange sense of familiarity washing over him.
Before Han Yi could concentrate and observe carefully, an immense and deadly sense of threat suddenly appeared.
The danger stemmed from his very soul's instinct; it seemed that if he didn't close the door soon, immense danger would descend upon him, and his soul would be annihilated.
BOOM! ...
Han Yi released his grip and slammed the door shut.
laugh…...
A sizzling sound, like an octopus losing a leg, rang out.
Han Yi stared intently at it.
A wriggling, crawling black tentacle fell to the ground with a thud.
Puff puff puff…
The moment the black tentacle hit the ground, it exploded, revealing a thick cloud of dark mist that quickly faded and disappeared.
Han Yi, on the other hand, stood cautiously at a distance, watching carefully. Only after the danger warning in his mind had completely subsided did he slowly walk forward.
"interesting…..."
Han Yi carefully observed the ground where the tentacles had disappeared, a slow smile creeping onto his lips. This feeling of being on the verge of death… how long had it been since he'd experienced it?
in this world.
How could he possibly have this feeling of being on the verge of death within his own spiritual space?