Chapter 439: Reshape 1

"teacher."
In the darkness of nothingness.
Wang Yiyang floated, looking at Chao Yuehong who was also floating on the opposite side.
"Have you failed?"
"Well, I disappointed you..." Chao Yuehong slowly opened his eyes, as if he didn't expect to see his disciple here.
He blew himself up as a saint, and his consciousness should have returned to the avenue of the heavenly devil world, falling into chaos and silence.
But now, in this silence, I saw my favorite disciple Kong Fei.
"According to your request, I will save some of your flesh and blood.
The causal traceability is also blocked by me. When to resurrect, it is up to you to decide. "
After Chao Yuehong came back to his senses, this disciple was mysterious from beginning to end.
He can't calculate Wang Yiyang's future, so he has the greatest expectations of him.
Now that I can see it, I will explain it all together.
"Understood. Leave it to me next." Wang Yiyang nodded. A solemn bow and salute towards Yuehong.
"Teacher, see you tomorrow."
Chao Yuehong smiled and turned into black smoke, blending into the surrounding darkness.
The self-destructed Saint, for Chao Yuehong, who had already entered the position of a saint, would not die.
But the reunion will take millions of years.
During this time, the Heavenly Demon Sect can only be presided over by the rest of the Supreme Master.
For the general Taishang, it takes a lot of time and energy to preside over the sect, so they usually support the disciples to come forward.
Wang Yiyang is actually the host supported by Chaoyuehong.
Now Chao Yuehong is silent, he has no backing, he can only rely on himself.
This is also the last point Chao Yuehong worried slightly.
But out of trust in his adopted son, he didn't say much.
After all, as the prince of the Heavenly Demon, if he can't pass this level and truly die, he can only be blamed for his weak strength and poor luck.
Wang Yiyang stood in the darkness for a long time without speaking.
He straightened up, and the last scene that was completely disintegrated before still remained in his consciousness.
hiss.....
Suddenly the darkness in front of him slowly separated and dispersed to both sides.
What appeared before his eyes was the seventh floor of the real world he had entered before. The tower of perfection.
The huge plaque of the Tower of Perfection still hangs in front of the gate.
Wang Yiyang was in a daze. At this time, his flesh and blood perceptions were all disintegrated, leaving only a trace of spiritual power.
I didn't expect to come back here again.
"However, that ability will naturally choose the most suitable place for reshaping in my memory. It must be here, right?"
Wang Yiyang didn't think much.
He was actually very early, preparing for this possible day.
He once had a special ability-Psionic Seed, which seemed useless on the surface.
But in fact there is a deep effect hidden.
That is what allows him to reshape everything at the most critical moment.
However, at the same time that he activated that ability, he would re-enter the Tower of Perfection, which was unexpected to Wang Yiyang.
He did not hesitate and stood in front of the gate.
The door is black with a copper texture, and a huge indistinct face is carved on it.
Without hesitation, Wang Yiyang opened the door and entered.
squeak....
The door opened slowly inward.
Inside is a bright hall with countless black floating.
Same as when I first came.
A large number of black spheres, like balloons, the size of a watermelon, float and collide in the white bright hall.
He had been here before and had some benefits at the time. But Wang Yiyang did not stay. The first layer had no effect on him at this time.
Following some path gaps between the black balls, he quickly walked slowly to the second floor entrance.
It was a wooden staircase with smiling faces on the handrails, as well as various other ethnic faces.
Wang Yiyang looked up at the second floor and slowly walked up the steps.
The second floor is also the hall space with countless floating.
But the sphere on this layer is not black, but gold.
The golden spheres faintly felt like the gods of order. Amazingly, they all represent the gods of the sixth layer.
Wang Yiyang still did not stay, and went up again.
The steps to the third floor are all plain black stones, and the handrails are made of smooth silver metal, which looks extremely ordinary.
Wang Yiyang stretched out his hand, gently held the handrail, and walked up step by step.
There is no change. The third floor is a round arched black hall, the ceiling is full of dense silver blue stars.
There is no sphere here, only a little starlight shines down from time to time, forming a slender beam of light.
"Here is representative of the humans of the stars... the first level is the old gods, the second level is the gods of order, and the third level is the humans.
Then I should go to the fourth floor. "
Wang Yiyang looked calm and turned his head.
In a corner of the third floor, a human figure wearing a red and black robe with a cloud of black smoke lingering on his head was standing there, quietly facing this side.
Wang Yiyang's eyes met him slowly.
"Meet you again. Last time I saw you, it was here, the same location. The same direction." Wang Yiyang said calmly.
"I haven't changed, but you have changed a lot." The smoky humanoid voice said sharply.
"My strength tells me that if you want to achieve your goal in the end, you must come here." Wang Yiyang replied, "So I am here."
"Haha..." The black smoky figure didn't speak any more, just stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.
Wang Yiyang turned around and walked towards the fourth floor step by step.
He relied on a little bit of flesh and blood saved by the teacher in advance to retain the last trace of spiritual power.
This trace of spiritual power could have regenerated quickly and restored his complete body.
But he didn't expect the ability of Psionic Seed to actually guide him back here.
No...It's not like being guided back by a psionic seed.
Wang Yiyang came back to his senses.
It seems that he belongs here. A part of myself has stayed here.
Since leaving last time.
Without stopping, Wang Yiyang stepped onto the fourth floor.
There is no hall, no living creatures.
There was only a thick black smoke.
The black smoke that he looked quite jealous before was in his eyes at this time. It was like a gentle breeze. Extraordinarily kind.
"The hidden specialty of the Mind Devil, the seed of psychic power, is the secret method of talent that can rely on the devouring of external psychic energies to quickly suffice and strengthen its own psychic power.
My body is now destroyed, and only my spiritual energy is left, which happens to be a great opportunity to use this secret method. "
After all, the human body is too restrictive. Only by constructing the best in countless unrestricted rules can the most powerful and outstanding body be completed.
Standing on the fourth floor entrance, on the steps.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and stepped into the black smoke.
Tell him the power of the psychic energy from the mind-seating demon, the mental premonition power from the great will.
Using the fourth layer of black smoke here to reshape the body is the best choice.
So he came.
The moment he entered the black smoke.
call....
In an instant, the entire fourth layer of smoke, like flowing water, quickly gathered towards his body.
This place represents the fourth kind of new life.
This represents the fourth layer that has not yet been evolved.
At this time, all the black smoke, like thousands of streams returning to the sea, swarmed into Wang Yiyang's body.
The Tower of Perfection, which represents the fourth layer that has not evolved completely, has finally begun to perfect again at this time.
The black smoke quickly melted into Wang Yiyang's body, making his body quickly solidified, and it was no longer as erratic as before.
And the huge color-winged humanoid that belonged to Wang Yiyang, that is, his soul body, also resurfaced and gathered behind him.
Suddenly, a small shock passed in from outside the Tower of Perfection.
Wang Yiyang looked at the bottom right of his field of vision on a whim.
The progress bar of the identity system there was reset to zero at this moment.
Rows of rows of data are flashed down quickly.
But this time, the identity system didn't last long and stopped after a few clicks, and new information emerged.
‘Identity mission completed successfully. ’
‘Reminder: The loss of more than 60% of the creatures from the stars is perfect to prevent the crisis of the creatures from coming. Mission accomplished. ’
‘Congratulations, for successfully fulfilling the wish of the Great Arcanist, the Dream of Dawn, Leo Lido Pranius, to prevent the tragedy from happening again. Successfully prevented the coming life crisis. ’
‘Congratulations, you have completed the mission of over-spec status and the mission level has been raised to gold. ’
‘Congratulations, you have successfully completed the over-spec mission and successfully upgraded your status to the gold level. ’
‘Congratulations, the identity task is completed, now we will start randomly extracting identity task rewards. please wait....'
‘The reward draw is complete. You have obtained: Arcane Model-Dream of Dawn (Whenever you are fatally injured, you will automatically enter the Dream of Dawn, and you can't leave until all souls are restored). ’
A series of system prompts followed one after another.
Wang Yiyang looked stunned, he was ready to fail the mission.
But the result...
"How was this task accomplished? How did the stars and creatures lose more than 60%?!"
Obviously he was fine when he was besieged.
But soon, he was relieved.
Loss is lost, it doesn't matter.
The key now is to reshape the body.
The psychic talent that belongs to the mind-seating demon, plays a role quickly.
It uses Wang Yiyang's last trace of spiritual power as its seed, and quickly absorbs the surrounding black smoke and turns it into nutrients to help him grow rapidly.
Soon, Wang Yiyang felt that he had recovered to one-third of the total spiritual power in his heyday.
The black smoke here does not know what it is, but it can provide him with this level of recovery.
You know, he was a prison of thinking that imprisoned a large number of creatures, absorbed countless spiritual powers, and gathered to such a powerful level.
In the end, it will be able to cross the huge age gap and step into the star layer in less than a hundred years.
And now, in just a few minutes, he has recovered one-third of the psychic power of the stars.
This surprised Wang Yiyang slightly.
The seed of psionic energy, this ability is essentially a kind of regeneration ability derived from the mind-seating demons in order to avoid huge disasters.
As long as there is a trace of psychic energy, that is, the existence of the power of the mind, a mind-sever with this talent can make a comeback.
The black smoke is like endless, rushing into Wang Yiyang's body quickly.
Just as Wang Yiyang felt the rapid increase in psychic energy in his body, he would soon be able to restore his body.
suddenly.
Huh.
The identity system started to flash data again.
A large piece of dark red data, like a streamer, completely enveloped the data column in the lower right corner of the field of view.
Soon, the red light stopped.
‘Initialization is complete, gold status, start to generate...’
A few seconds later.
‘Identity generation is complete, start loading...’
Wang Yiyang's heart panicked. At this critical moment, the identity system suddenly came to join in the fun.
He is now at the critical time to reshape his body, once there is any troublesome change...
After completing the identity task, new identities continue to emerge, which is another process beyond his control.