Chapter 1883 Void Storm
However, Qingyang also knew that this was impossible. It was just because of the visual and perceptual fatigue caused by the same environment for a long time. In fact, he had already flown a long distance. At this time, what matters is patience and perseverance. If you can't hold on, you will die. Only if you hold on, you may succeed.
Qingyang identified a direction and flew forward tirelessly, just like practicing in seclusion after the quiet room, leaving all negative emotions behind. If he was tired of flying, he would enter the space of the Drunken Immortal Gourd to rest for a while, restore his physical strength, and replenish some consumed true essence. Then he would leave the Drunken Immortal Gourd and continue to fly forward. If he was tired, he would go in to rest and recover again. This cycle repeated. Anyway, he was the only one here, and he didn't have to worry about others discovering his secret.
Today, Qingyang is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. He can travel faster by driving the Yufeng Gourd. He can fly more than 2,000 miles every hour. Even if he often needs to enter the Drunken Immortal Gourd to rest, it actually doesn't take up too much time. The average distance per day can reach 30,000 miles.
This speed is not comparable to those of the Divine Transformation cultivators, but Qingyang has the Drunken Immortal Gourd, which is the biggest help. Consumption can be restored and replenished, and when annoyed, he can adjust his mood. Others can only rely on spirit stones to replenish their true essence when they are exhausted. When they are annoyed, they can only find ways to adjust themselves. If they don’t go crazy for a long time, it’s good, not to mention the efficiency of traveling. Qingyang can imagine the miserable situation of others at this time.
Of course, Qingyang’s journey in the endless void is not smooth sailing. The most common ones are void storms and space turbulence. Space storms are similar to storms in the secular world, but the intensity is completely different. The storms cover the sky and the sun. If you are not careful, you will be involved in it, torn and thrown wildly. Yuanying cultivators like Qingyang can’t resist it at all. Losing your direction is just a small problem. If you are unlucky, you may be torn apart by the storm.
When Qingyang encountered the space storm for the first time, he was directly swept into it because he had no experience in avoiding it. At that time, he lost control of his body and rolled, hit, collided, and threw with the storm. He didn’t even have the opportunity to hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd. Qingyang fainted soon, but the violent collision soon woke him up again. This repeated torture was so severe that Qingyang was almost dead. When the void storm finally stopped, Qingyang's bones were broken and he was lying on the ground, unable to move. He floated in the void for several days before he could barely mobilize a little spiritual power to enter the Drunken Immortal Gourd. After that, he lay in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for nearly a month before he recovered from his injuries.
Fortunately, the duration of the void storm was compensated and the power was not great, so Qingyang could barely save his life. If he encountered a void storm that lasted for a long time or was particularly powerful, not to mention Qingyang, who only had the perfect cultivation of the Nascent Soul, even the cultivators of the Refining Void and the Combination Stage might not survive.
From then on, Qingyang learned his lesson. When he encountered a void storm again, he tried his best to avoid it. If he really couldn't avoid it, he would hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd and wait until the void storm ended before going out. The Drunken Immortal Gourd was his greatest reliance, otherwise he would have died several times.
Another danger is the space turbulence hidden in the endless void. Space turbulence is composed of many large and small space cracks. The large ones are comparable to door panels, and the small ones are as thin as hair. It is like a trap buried on the road. If you touch it, you will die. If you get close to it, you will be injured. If you hit it head-on, you will be directly disemboweled. It is not something that low-level cultivators like Qingyang can solve. Only high-level cultivators who have mastered the laws of space can crack it. Even if a combined cultivator encounters it, it will be a headache.
If the space turbulence is also like the void storm, it can be avoided in advance, and Qingyang will not be afraid. The key is that this thing is invisible and intangible. Although the divine mind can detect it, no one can keep the divine mind open when flying. Besides, Qingyang is so fast. Even if the divine mind is always open, it will hit it head-on before it is discovered, and there is no time to react.
Faced with this terrifying space turbulence, the Drunken Immortal Gourd loses its protective function, and can only rely on Qingyang to solve it himself. Fortunately, he is lucky and did not lose his life on it.
However, Qingyang encountered several dangers during his journey. One time, a two-inch-long space crack went through Qingyang's chest, leaving a fist-sized hole in his chest. His heart and lungs were cut off, and he recovered after several days in the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
Another time was even more dangerous. A three-foot-long space crack went through Qingyang's body, only half a foot away from his crotch. If he flew lower, he would probably become a eunuch in the future. However, Qingyang's flying spiritual weapon, the Wind-Controlling Gourd, was not so lucky and was directly split in half.
Qingyang still has lingering fears after brushing shoulders with death several times, but he has to speed up in order to hurry on. There is nothing he can do about it. If he uses his divine thoughts to explore every time and confirms that it is safe before moving forward, he may not be able to complete a distance of one or two hundred miles in a day. The journey of the endless void is extremely long, and Qingyang cannot reach the other world even if he uses up his remaining lifespan.
However, Qingyang also has something to rely on, which is the Golden Cicada Escape Technique taught to him by the Purple Cicada Demon King in the Mysterious Realm of All Spirits. At that time, Qingyang obtained a parasitic grass. In order to thank him for saving his life, the Purple Cicada Demon King used his essence, blood and innate magical powers to bestow Qingyang with the Golden Cicada Escape Technique. However, Qingyang can only use this technique once, and it will be gone after use, unless he can find another parasitic grass and let the Purple Cicada Demon King help him perform it again, but of course that is impossible in the current situation.
With the Golden Cicada Shell-Escape Technique, Qingyang has an extra life. That is why Qingyang dares to increase his speed. Once the Golden Cicada Shell-Escape Technique fails, Qingyang will not be so bold.
In addition to these two dangers, it is said that there are many void insects and beasts living in the endless void, which feed on cultivators. The danger level is no less than the void storm and space turbulence. There are many types of void insects and beasts, and their levels are generally high. The high ones are comparable to the combined and tribulation cultivators, and the low ones are at least in the Nascent Soul stage. Because it is difficult for those with lower strength to live in the void, I don’t know if Qingyang is lucky or the number of those void insects and beasts is too small, Qingyang has never encountered them.
In the blink of an eye, thirty years passed. Qingyang walked and stopped from time to time. When he was tired or injured, he would recuperate in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for a while. After he recovered, he would continue on his journey. Sometimes he was disturbed by the void storm and lost his way. He would go back and forth and go around in circles. Even Qingyang himself could not remember exactly how far he had walked in these thirty years, but it was estimated to be at least two or three hundred million miles.