Chapter 4895
Spirit Singularity!
"call……"
Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
Simultaneously manipulating three thousand singularities is already his current limit.
Moreover, he also needed to ensure that these singularities could withstand the special power of the laws governing that dark void.
Finally, a long staircase made of singularities floated steadily on the edge of that dark void.
The steps emitted a faint black light and trembled slightly, but unlike the pebbles used for testing earlier, they were not instantly "swallowed up".
"Did it work?!"
A hint of joy flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. Without delay, he circulated the power of his star veins and leaped down toward the steps formed by the singularity.
However, just as his toes were about to touch the black steps...
A sudden change has occurred!
The steps that were suspended above the darkness began to tremble violently, and in the next moment, they collapsed completely.
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Like a red-hot iron plunged into ice water, a piercing annihilation sound suddenly rang out!
The steps rapidly disintegrated, turning into countless singularities radiating black light. Then, they continued to crumble, and almost in an instant, the entire staircase vanished without a trace.
Ling Feng's foot landed, almost stepping onto the step, but the step suddenly disappeared, and he felt a sudden "thud" in his heart.
"what?!"
Ling Feng's expression changed drastically as a strong sense of weightlessness washed over him, and he lost his footing.
In an instant, Ling Feng's body seemed to be wrapped by invisible tentacles, and then he was dragged down rapidly.
Unfortunately, he was currently in mid-air and unable to create a new world or use the power of creation, so he had nowhere to draw strength.
Looking down into the bottomless abyss of darkness, a sense of panic immediately gripped my heart.
If I were swallowed by that darkness, I'd probably lose my life here!
At the critical moment, he twisted his waist sharply, and the nascent ancestral vein within his body burst forth with golden light, forcibly turning the downward momentum into a horizontal force. At the same time, he raised his right palm, which re-condensed into a singularity, transforming into a giant rock.
The boulder crumbled rapidly, but Ling Feng used that instant to deliver a punch to it.
boom!
With a surge of force from the punch, and using the slight recoil, Ling Feng's body shot backward like a cannonball, narrowly missing the edge of the dark void, before crashing heavily back onto the first cyan stone step.
puff!
He felt a sweet taste in his throat and forced down the churning blood, but his face turned deathly pale.
Looking back, the singularity staircase that he had condensed using a large amount of his star vein power had completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Only that dark void remained silently looming ahead, mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
Damn it!
Ling Feng almost collapsed onto the stone steps, panting heavily, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up inside him.
Ordinary singularities formed from the breath of creation are utterly vulnerable in the face of this bizarre dark void, and would be instantly annihilated, not even enough to support him in crossing this distance.
"What should we do? Is there really no way out?"
The shadow of despair once again loomed over my heart.
Is it possible that after all the hardships I've endured to finally arrive here, I'm still destined to be trapped and die at the foot of the mountain?
Do not!
I want to get out!
I want to leave here!
Ling Feng was in a state of utter confusion; he had already wasted far too much time here.
He didn't know what had become of the world of miracles.
However, if Taiyi's ambition is realized and the world of miracles is no longer sealed by the laws of the world, then all the dimensional planes of that world will probably be swallowed up little by little in the end.
Just like what those "cosmic locusts" did in the past.
Sooner or later, the Immortal Realm will also be swallowed up.
This is something I absolutely cannot allow!
Absolutely not!
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to calm down.
Panic and anxiety will cloud his judgment.
The more panicked you are, the more you'll be trapped here forever!
Where there is a predicament, there must be a way to break it.
Ling Feng took several deep breaths, and his mind gradually calmed down.
think!
What he needs to do now is to keep thinking and find a glimmer of hope in what seems like a hopeless situation!
Suddenly, Ling Feng seemed to realize something.
"The singularity isn't working... Perhaps it's because the level of the Breath of Creation isn't high enough? That void could easily annihilate the singularity formed by the Breath of Creation..."
"And this staircase itself can temper the breath of creation, transforming it into spiritual energy. My godfather once used the spiritual energy of creation to condense what is known as the spiritual energy singularity."
"Does that mean that only the singularity of spiritual energy condensed from the spiritual energy of creation can resist the annihilating power of this nothingness?"
Instantly, Ling Feng's spirits jolted.
"Yes, the singularity of spiritual energy!"
At this moment, Ling Feng felt as if he had grasped at the last straw.
If he can condense a spiritual singularity and then use the same method to transform it into a staircase, as long as the staircase can last a little longer in the darkness, he will have a chance to use the power of the spiritual singularity to return to the location of the gap.
The primordial energy within him, after being tempered by five hundred steps, has begun to transform into spiritual energy in part.
Although that transformed primordial energy was extremely thin, it was far from being as easily obtained as condensing ordinary singularities.
However, there is no essential difference between singularity and spiritual singularity.
He once took the step of creating something from nothing, starting from scratch. Therefore, changing the basic structure of the singularity should not be too difficult.
"There's no other choice now, we have to give it a try!"
Ling Feng's eyes hardened again.
He sat cross-legged on the first blue stone step and began to sink into a state of meditation and enlightenment.
In his mind, the details of every battle Xi fought began to echo endlessly.
Xi had already mastered the spiritual singularity with ease, as if it were an extension of his own arm.
If I can find the key to my adoptive father's battle, I might be able to greatly shorten the time it takes for him to condense the spiritual singularity.
Xi once said that the difference between the Creation Spirit Breath and the ordinary Creation Breath lies in the "Ancestral God Technique".
The Ancestral God Technique itself is the key to condensing the divine breath of creation.
Even Xi never took that step.
Spiritual energy is an intermediate state between these two.
"Ancestral God Technique... Creation Spiritual Breath... Spiritual Breath Singularity..."
Ling Feng murmured softly, gradually gaining a glimmer of understanding.
Within his body, the pale golden ancestral vein, in its embryonic form, coiled like a small dragon, emitting a faint golden light.
Around it, the primordial energy flowing within the originally silvery-white network of star veins has undergone some subtle changes.
About one percent of it has a deeper, more subdued color, with a very faint golden sheen.
This is the nascent primordial spiritual energy, initially transformed after being tempered by five hundred steps. Though thin, its quality is extremely high. "Using the nascent ancestral vein as a guide, mobilize the power of this spiritual energy..."
Ling Feng focused his mind and carefully guided the sparse wisp of primordial spiritual energy, following the nascent form of the ancestral vein, and then attempted to compress and condense it above his palm.
This is also the process of condensing a singularity.
First try.
The spiritual energy had just been drawn out of the body and had not yet had time to condense when it slightly dissipated due to insufficient control. Its structure was extremely unstable and it instantly collapsed, leaving only a small wisp of faint golden light mist.
failure.
Ling Feng was not discouraged. He adjusted his breathing and tried again.
The second time, the spiritual energy successfully gathered above the palm, but the compression was insufficient, forming only a pale golden sphere of light. The energy was loose and lacked the extremely restrained destructive power of the singularity, let alone the ability to remain stable for a long time.
failure.
The third time, he tried to compress it by force, but the spiritual energy structure collapsed instantly. The backlash made his palm numb and his blood surge.
failure.
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...
Time slipped away quietly amidst repeated failures.
Ling Feng was completely immersed in his reflections and attempts, forgetting the anxiety of being in a desperate situation and the passage of time.
With each failure, he carefully considered the cause of the collapse: was it an energy conflict? Was it structural fragility? Or was it the inherent "activity" of his spiritual energy that was difficult to control?
He was completely immersed in the process of gathering the primordial energy, like an old monk in deep meditation.
As the number of failures increased, he gradually figured out some tricks of the trade.
……
The seventy-third attempt.
Above his palm, a pale golden light slowly rotated, with fine energy patterns faintly visible inside. Although it was still unstable, it lasted for at least three breaths before dissipating.
Although it ultimately failed, it was still a groundbreaking achievement.
The seventy-third or seventy-fourth attempt.
This time it was even worse than before. Sure enough, it was just a coincidence just now. The stability of my control over the Creation Spirit still needs to be improved.
……
The seventy-fifth time!
The seventy-sixth time!
……
The hundredth attempt.
The golden light became more solid, its rotation speed stabilized, and it faintly emitted a heart-palpitating fluctuation, as if a miniature ferocious beast was imprisoned within.
Moreover, it lasted for nearly ten breaths!
Ten breaths later, the condensation and compression were finally completed successfully. Unfortunately, it was just a little short of the mark, and at the last moment, it failed.
But Ling Feng was thrilled; he knew he was incredibly close to success!
Finally, the 101st attempt.
He held his breath, focusing all his attention on his palm.
That wisp of primordial energy was slowly drawn out, and guided by the power of the nascent ancestral vein, it began to rotate and collapse with a unique frequency and trajectory.
This time, he did not intervene forcefully, but rather guided the stream into the sea, or nurtured the seeds like a spring breeze, simply providing the most suitable "environment" and initial "force".
The pale golden light receded inward, becoming smaller and smaller, and its color deepened, changing from pale gold to dark gold, and finally turning into pure black!
But in this darkness, there is a tiny, brilliant golden light, no bigger than a pinhead, flickering at the core, like a singularity in a black hole, or the origin of the universe!
Infinite power has now been bestowed upon that single point of black light.
Yes, it worked!
That's the singularity!
It's a singularity of spiritual energy!
Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the slowly rotating spiritual singularity above his palm, his eyes bursting with uncontrollable ecstasy!
He finally did it!
Even if you fail a hundred times, as long as you succeed on the hundred and first time, all your previous efforts will not have been in vain!
"I did it! I did it!"
Ling Feng was so excited that his fingers trembled slightly. He carefully held the spiritual singularity in his palm, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.
He turned back to look in the direction of the River of No Return and murmured, "Father, thanks to your guidance, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to complete this step! What I can do, you can do too! You will definitely be able to find Mother and then leave this place safely!"
He took a deep breath, knowing this was not the time to be happy.
He still needs some "testing." If the singularity constructed by the primordial spirit cannot resist the darkness, he might be celebrating too soon.
"Come on, it's time to see the results!"
Ling Feng clenched his fists, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, that wisp of spiritual energy drifted into the darkness.
As the light of the singularity merged into that nothingness, the singularity itself trembled slightly.
Ling Feng's eyes widened, and he kept silently chanting in his mind: Hold on! Hold on!
Breathe!
Two breaths!
Three breaths!
Under Ling Feng's watchful gaze, the spiritual singularity persisted for about ten breaths before finally collapsing and disappearing.
These ten breaths brought tears to Ling Feng's eyes.
Because he saw it!
That is the light of hope!
The spiritual singularity can last for ten breaths. In other words, as long as one can condense a second singularity within ten breaths, and then continue to create singularities to form steps to leverage power.
Then, relying on the two singularities, he can cycle upwards and eventually return to the gap at the top of the stairs!
However, there are two difficulties in achieving this goal.
First, he must be able to continuously create new spiritual singularities within ten breaths to replace the original collapsed singularities.
Secondly, he could not predict whether the dark, devouring law would continue to strengthen further up.
Therefore, he must constantly compress and condense his own spiritual singularity, and ensure sufficient time.
In other words, if the time to condense the spiritual singularity could be compressed to five breaths, or even three breaths.
Only then can he increase his chances of success to over 80%!
"Then let's go!"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
No matter what kind of test it is, once the goal has been set, the only difference is whether you can do it or not.
As for me, Ling Feng, there is nothing I cannot do!
"here we go!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and began to try to condense a second spiritual singularity.
Having learned from the first success, the second time, although still difficult, went much more smoothly.
He became more adept at guiding his spiritual energy, grasping the feeling of "resonance" within it.
It took him about eighty breaths to successfully condense the spiritual singularity for the first time.
But this clearly wasn't enough to allow him to complete the upward climb.
Therefore, he needs to further compress the time required for this condensation singularity.
Ten breaths!
Twenty breaths!
……
This time, he successfully condensed the spiritual singularity in about a third of the time it took the first time.
Significant progress has been made, but it's still not enough!
Ling Feng shook his head, sighed softly, and continued trying.
Try! Try! Try again! (End of Chapter)