Chapter 394: The Weird Black Ball

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Chapter 394: The Weird Black Ball

Xiao Fan stood on the spot, gasping for breath, his body trembling a little. The sword strike just now had almost used up all his strength, and it was also his most powerful blow.

"Your strength is not bad, you have passed the first test." The old man said lightly.

Just good? Xiao Fan curled his lips, it wasn't that he was narcissistic, but among the monks of the same level, there were really few people who were his opponents.

Moreover, he was already within three steps of the old man, if he hadn't withdrawn his sword hastily, maybe he could go one step further.

"This is only the first level." The old man said again, his voice was like spring breeze, Xiao Fan felt that he was exhausted.

Astonished in his heart, the old man took out a black sphere the size of a human head. The black sphere was made of some unknown material, but he could only clearly see that there were two tiny holes on the top.

Xiao Fan tentatively infiltrated it with a bit of soul power, and suddenly felt a little dazed. There are countless passages in this black ball, densely packed, like a complicated maze.

His soul power couldn't penetrate for a while, Xiao Fan was extremely surprised, this black ball is really not simple.

"Give up so soon?" The old man smiled slightly, "This is the second test. If your soul power can enter one of the holes and then come out of the other, it will be considered as your pass. Of course, before you start, you can Get your mind back."

"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded, he was also extremely curious, and even more unbelievable that his soul power could not penetrate this black sphere.

Immediately sitting cross-legged on the same spot, the old man looked at Xiao Fan with a smile, and then waved his hand, the light of the Illusory Soul Tower suddenly disappeared.

"Did it fail? Why didn't anyone come out?" Outside the Phantom Soul Tower, the crowd showed shock.

The six rays of light below the Phantom Soul Tower suddenly disappeared, but Xiao Fan did not appear. Not to mention the surprise of the examiner monks, even the examiner elders were puzzled.

The elder examiner was about to go to the seventh floor to take a look, but at this moment, a strange voice came to his ears, which shocked him.

"Next!" The examiner took a deep breath and said.

Others don't know why, but it's not easy to ask more questions. If they offend the elders of the examination and disqualify them directly, it will be troublesome.

"Did Xiao Fan enter the seventh floor?" Baili Wenfeng asked in surprise, "Why didn't that person come out, did he die inside?"

"I haven't heard of anyone who will die inside." Baili Kuangfeng shook his head and said, "Go back and rest first, the third round of assessment will start tomorrow."

Bai Yu looked suspiciously at the seventh floor of the Illusory Soul Tower, and left with Brother Baili Kuangfeng.

On the seventh floor, after half an hour, Xiao Fan stood up, looked at the old man and said, "Senior, it's alright."

The old man said nothing, just nodded slightly, his eyes immersed in the painting on the wall again. The black sphere was placed on the table.

Xiao Fan walked over, and a trace of soul power seeped in from a small hole in the black sphere. There were countless lines in the sphere, one divided into three, and three into nine.

In just a dozen or so breaths, Xiao Fan's soul power was transformed into countless threads, but it still couldn't densely cover the passages in the entire sphere.

Xiao Fan didn't dare to imagine how many channels this sphere has. He even wondered, could this hole really pass through the opposite hole?

Inside this sphere is simply a huge labyrinth. If a person walks in it, it is estimated that he will never get out of it in his lifetime.

But this small black ball is probably not something that ordinary people can make.

Slowly, a trace of sweat oozed from Xiao Fan's forehead, his back was already soaked, and his face was a little pale.

The old man looked back from time to time, with a strange look in his eyes, and said in his heart: "It's half a cup of tea, it's rare to be able to hold on for so long."

Xiao Fan had already forgotten himself, thousands of strands of soul power shuttled through the blackness, and countless strands of soul gathered together strangely, but unfortunately, they still couldn't pass through.

Xiao Fan roughly estimated that there are tens of millions of passages in this black sphere. It is very difficult for him, a monk at the Battle King Realm, to pass through.

This is also the reason why his soul power is extremely pure, it can be scattered into countless threads, if it were another person, he would definitely be dizzy long ago.

After all, to control the myriad strands of soul power consumes a lot of mental energy.

"Continuing like this is not a solution. If it is really possible to pass through, it is very easy to use other methods, but it is too difficult to rely on soul power alone." Xiao Fan's heart sank slightly.

If it were another person, he probably would have given up a long time ago, but Xiao Fan still persisted.

"These small passages must be regular, definitely not chaotic." Xiao Fan thought to himself, suddenly seemed to think of something, and his heart trembled slightly: "Soul patterns! These passages are composed of soul patterns!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was startled, and looked at the old man. Could it be that the old man is the legendary soul carver?

Concentrating his mind, Xiao Fan used one mind and two tasks, imprinting the lines in the black sphere in his mind, his normal mind was still trying, but the other half of his mind began to deliberate.

In Xiao Fan's soul sea, countless soul powers condensed into a spherical light beam, and the soul power threads intertwined with each other, but strangely did not touch together.

"The person who made this black sphere is probably a master among soul carving masters." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

His soul power has been scattered and sank hundreds of millions of strands. It is impossible for ordinary people to achieve this step. Xiao Fan has done it, which is already extremely extraordinary.

"I don't believe it. After simulating all the channels, I still can't find a way out." Xiao Fan said calmly.

In the sea of ​​souls, there are more and more soul strands in the black sphere, and slowly, it seems to become an entity, and it is still increasing.

Xiao Fan's face was extremely pale, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

There was a strange look in the old man's eyes, and he even became excited, and said in surprise: "It's been three hours, are you still persisting?"

call!

At this moment, a ray of fine soul power penetrated from another hole, the old man trembled violently, and his lips also began to tremble.

"Success!" The old man exclaimed in surprise, and appeared next to Xiao Fan, supporting Xiao Fan's body with one hand.

"I did it!" Xiao Fan gave a pale smile, then passed out, exhausted physically and mentally, almost collapsed.

"After decades, someone finally succeeded." The old man's body trembled slightly, this was a kind of excitement from the heart, with a flick of a finger, a beam of light shot into Xiao Fan's body.

A soft light roared out from Xiao Fan's body, and his face gradually became rosy. After about three hours, Xiao Fan opened his eyes.

Instead, he saw the old man with his back turned to him, his eyes still staring at the painting.

"Are you awake?" The old man calmed down, and this time he looked at Xiao Fan with kindness, "What's your name? Can you tell me how you did it?"

"Junior Xiao Fan." Xiao Fan didn't feel any malice from the old man, so he felt relieved, "There are too many passages here. I divided the soul power into countless strands, slowly found the exit, and finally found it by accident. gone."

"Divide the soul power into countless strands?" Hearing this, the old man looked at Xiao Fan dumbfounded.