Nightmare Card House

Mu Yuqian continued to explain: "The sea of ​​consciousness is equivalent to a container full of water. Spiritual energy is equivalent to the energy constantly generated in the water. When you plunder the energy of others and put it into the water, a lot of negative energy is also mixed into the water. As the negative energy and water continue to merge, once the concentration reaches a certain level, the water will become chaotic and uncontrollable."

This metaphor is relatively easy to understand. Fang Tian followed Mu Yuqian's thoughts and thought for a while, "So..."

"So, expanding the sea of ​​consciousness means increasing the capacity of the water container, thereby achieving the effect of diluting the concentration of negative energy." Mu Yuqian continued to explain: "Although this is a temporary solution, it can at least temporarily alleviate the bad situation in your sea of ​​consciousness. Hold on for a while longer. I will continue to think of ways during this period."

"That's right. I think it also costs a price to expand the sea of ​​consciousness through this unknown creature, right?"

Fang Tian looked at the darkness. He knew very well that expanding the sea of ​​consciousness meant that the energy gained in the sea of ​​consciousness would also increase accordingly, and all methods that can increase spiritual energy are what practitioners dream of, and they are not so easy to obtain.

Often the more precious something is, the more dangerous it is.

"Okuryutem has the ability to expand the sea of ​​consciousness. Correspondingly, after being stimulated by Okuryutem, your body will be left with some of Okuryutem's marks."

"Mark? What are the consequences?"

"Not sure. There are very few specific records of these things in the classics. If you want to understand it in a figurative way, you can probably think of it as a curse. Fifty percent of people who are cursed will die immediately. As time goes by, the mortality rate is getting higher and higher. According to statistics, more than ninety-nine percent of people who have been exposed to the curse will die within five years."

"Oh... five years..."

Fang Tian said.

He felt that his heart rate was getting faster.

There was only a 50% survival rate, and the mortality rate would increase over time.

Fang Tian felt that this was using a curse to deal with another curse, which was tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

But now he was like a terminally ill person, and he would try anything that could keep him alive without hesitation.

"The West Coast Mystic Research Institute has conducted many experiments on Oculutem. From the results of the experiments obtained from a large amount of data, we can find no commonality among the people whose survival has declined." Mu Yuqian said: "It has nothing to do with blood source, strength, age, physical fitness, or gender..."

"It depends on luck, right?"

Fang Tian had a headache. His luck has always been bad.

But if he doesn't go in, what better choice is there?

It seems that there is none.

"Luck, you can understand it this way." Mu Yuqian stared at the darkness. "Since the beginning of written records, Oculus has been sealed for thousands of years. His power has never been weakened. Accepting the curse is the only way I can find to help you."

"Okay, that's no problem. Let's start. What should I do?"

"Step into the darkness and follow the instructions." Mu Yuqian said softly, "I don't know what will happen next."

"Okay, let's give it a try. Fifty percent, the probability is not bad."

Fang Tian raised his hand and stepped into the darkness that could swallow everything in front of him.

"Remember one thing, don't look back."

Mu Yuqian sat quietly in the wheelchair, watching Fang Tian step into the darkness step by step. Her hand holding the handrail turned white because she was too strong.

Surrounded by darkness.

"Plop!"

"Plop! Plop!"

As vision was deprived, hearing became more and more acute in the darkness, and Fang Tian could clearly hear his heartbeat.

It was getting faster and heavier, and it felt like his heart was about to burst out of his body.

Fear was coming like a tide, and Fang Tian wanted to look back and escape from the darkness.

Suddenly, Fang Tian froze in place, motionless.

A huge eyeball suddenly appeared in front of him.

Fang Tian could even smell a sour and astringent smell from the eyeball.

This eyeball was staring at him!

Fang Tian didn't know how to describe the feeling now, as if he was facing a life form that was several times higher than himself. He was as small as dust in front of him, and he couldn't even raise any idea of ​​resistance from the bottom of his heart.

"Squeak..."

An extremely slight sound came from the eyeball, so light that Fang Tian even doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

Then, Fang Tian found himself floating uncontrollably, and the whole person was suspended in the air.

The black, materialized mist surrounded him in the center.

Fang Tian clearly felt that a strange power was pouring into his body.

A black breath, mixed with countless complicated information, poured into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Like a pair of hands, it fiercely tore a huge hole in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then stuffed something into it.

Fang Tian wanted to scream in pain, but found that he could not make any movements except breathing.

The eyeball kept staring at Fang Tian.

Fang Tian did not notice that as time passed, only the giant eyeball reflected in his eyes remained.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Tian turned his head around blankly.

Stars appeared in the dark surroundings.

Empty starry sky.

Two crystal-like blue condensed objects were very conspicuous in the distance.

Is that...

Sea of ​​Consciousness?

Fang Tian recognized this place. The two crystals were undoubtedly the spiritual imprints that he had spent a lot of effort to condense.

Looking down at his feet, Fang Tian found himself floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

How did it appear here?

Raising his head, the giant eyeball was still in front of him as before.

But now this eyeball has been completely closed.

Why did the eyeball appear here too?

Tiny tentacles emerged from around the eyeball and continued to extend around, as if absorbing the power in the sea of ​​consciousness.

That eyeball...

Fang Tian had a strange feeling from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the eyeball was trying to integrate into his sea of ​​consciousness and taking root in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Trying to reach out, Fang Tian wanted to try to touch the eyeball.

Just stretched forward, still in midair.

A series of mysterious inscriptions emerged from around the eyeball.

Fang Tian could not understand any meaning of these inscriptions.

Then, as the eyeball slowly opened, the surrounding space instantly shattered, and this sea of ​​consciousness was covered by a ray of light.