Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

Chapter 280 The Call of Ancient Times

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The core area in the hinterland of the ruins of the ancient gods.

The mountains are undulating, and the landscapes such as swamps, lakes, forests, and huge pits are scattered in an orderly manner.

In this vast area of ​​tens of millions of kilometers. The whirlpools formed by evil spirits can be seen everywhere. They are either entrenched on mountain tops, hidden at the bottom of lakes, or hidden in deep pits, and their strange figures can even be glimpsed in mid-air.

In the center of each evil vortex, there is a strange sun-like ball burning with blood-red light.

Yu Liang counted them carefully and found that there were exactly 10,800 such whirlpools. They come in different sizes and shapes, but they all exude an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

These whirlpools are arranged in an orderly manner in the air, on the lake, between peaks and deep valleys, and they actually outline a strange pattern like the roar of an ancient beast.

Yu Liang stared for a while, then stepped into one of the giant whirlpools, slowly approaching the blood-red sun in the center of the whirlpool.

The closer he gets, the stronger the invasion of his will to kill becomes.

He discovered that these secret patterns of laws were not only a secret method, they were also a way of conducting and transforming energy.

Standing inside the red ball of light, Yu Liang found that the place was not as filled with evil spirits as he imagined, and the will to kill was slowly fading and weakening.

It was a string of ancient and irregular notes, each note containing the supreme, endless, ancient atmosphere. Yu Liang looked at everything in front of him in shock.

Yu Liang carefully stretched out his fingers and traced those tangled lines in the air.

The golden light flows slowly, gradually forming clear and vivid pictures.

"Ang, mo, da..."

His consciousness wandered along with the flow of golden light, shuttling between the giant lizard monster, the monster's long tail lashing, and many other images.

These secret patterns are intricate and intertwined with each other, emitting a soft golden light that envelopes the entire space.

However, as Yu Liang stepped into the red ball of light, everything suddenly returned to calm.

Yu Liang was suspended in the air motionless, staring at the twelve golden secret lines, concentrating on recording these images.

Time passed little by little, and Yu Liang gradually became immersed in this realization.

These once static images are now full of life and vitality, containing endless dynamic laws.

Yu Liang listened to this ancient voice while observing the changes around him.

Each of these arm-thick secret lines is composed of countless tiny secret lines that are as thick as needle tips. They are extremely complex. There are twelve lines in total, each one hundred meters long.

"Secret pattern!"

A voice that could directly penetrate people's souls continued to echo in Yu Liang's consciousness.

He could feel the powerful power contained in these lines, and every touch caused an inexplicable throbbing deep in his soul. This throbbing seemed to be a kind of resonance, making him feel that he had touched the most essential and pure secret of the universe.

The invisible temptation comes with the will to kill, as if it wants to destroy Yu Liang's will completely.

Yu Liang gradually synchronized with the rhythm of the golden secret pattern. He seemed to be integrated with this mysterious space and became a part of the secret pattern of the law.

"Is this the source of the will to kill? A call from ancient times!"

The inside of the red light ball is empty, without any red evil energy, but it is filled with huge golden secret patterns.

These secret lines are like invisible veins, running through the entire blood-red space, maintaining the balance and order within it, like a delicate mechanism.

Yu Liang's fingers kept tracing those tangled lines in the air, and a strong impulse surged in his heart.

"The law is not a language!" "The secret pattern is the way it is written!"

Such thoughts suddenly came to Yu Liang's mind.

If the law is a language, then these golden secret patterns are its words, and every entanglement and every turn contains profound meaning.

This cosmic language transcends human speech and writing. It expresses the nature and laws of the universe in the most direct and pure way.

Human languages ​​can describe all things, express emotions, and pass on knowledge, but they pale in comparison to the language of the universe.

Thinking of this, Yu Liang no longer just sees with his eyes and listens with his ears, but feels with his heart and touches with his consciousness.

His fingers continued to trace those golden secret lines in the air, and every movement was full of awe and solemnity. It's like talking to the universe and deciphering those ancient and mysterious words.

As time goes by, Yu Liang feels more and more the close connection between himself and the secret pattern. He seemed to be able to hear its breathing and feel its pulse. He changed from a mere spectator to a real participant, dancing and resonating with it. The changes in the secret patterns and the flow of light all caused ripples in his heart.

These secret patterns are no longer just static pictures, but transformed into living existences, establishing inextricable connections with Yu Liang. They are intricately related and interact with each other, forming a large and exquisite network that runs through the entire space.

Completely immersed in it, Yu Liang began to interpret these secret patterns and images in his own way, and deeply felt the rich content they contained.

"Hey, who are you!"

Suddenly, a loud and angry voice interrupted Yu Liang's thoughts.

"I'm Cio!"

Yu Liang took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the figure who appeared to the side. His body was as tall as a mountain, majestic and majestic, and his eyes were like torches, staring straight at Yu Liang, as if he wanted to completely destroy this tiny existence.

“I hate being interrupted when I’m doing research!”

Yu Liang's voice was not loud, but it was very chilling to the ears of those who came, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart that a catastrophe was imminent.

But then he thought that he was an immortal god, how could he be frightened by this mere ant in front of him!

Then he stretched out his palm directly towards him, and instantly condensed it into a huge energy beam, pouring down on Yu Liang like a punishment from heaven.

Yu Liang froze in place as if he was frightened. Seeing the opponent's attack getting closer and closer, he raised a finger and tapped it lightly.

The surrounding golden secret patterns suddenly became active, like golden dragon snakes swimming in the space.

The secret patterns gathered into a huge lizard, rushing towards the energy beam, and the two collided fiercely in the air. In an instant, light overflowed, shock waves raged, and the entire bloody space trembled.

He found that his attack was easily neutralized by Yu Liang, an ant, while the lizard shadow became more and more powerful, as if it wanted to devour him. The scowl on his face gradually solidified, replaced by an indescribable horror.

"This... this is impossible!" the immortal god exclaimed.

"roar~"

The giant lizard condensed with secret patterns opened its bloody mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar.
This roar contained a powerful will to kill, as if it could tear everything apart. It turned into an invisible blade and instantly penetrated the body of the god.

The scowl on the god's face froze for an instant, his eyes widened, and then he lost all energy and stood motionless on the spot.

"Humph~"

In response, Yu Liang snorted coldly, showing indifference in his eyes.

After getting rid of the opponent, the giant lizard disappeared, and the golden secret patterns flickered and danced around Yu Liang, as if celebrating a victory carnival.

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(End of this chapter)