The pure white ocean was so magnificent, each wave carrying countless memories.
Huo Yuhao couldn't find the words to describe the pure white.
All the knowledge he had accumulated in his past and present lives was rendered useless in the face of such a strange phenomenon.
Electrolux's divine sense allowed Huo Yuhao to see a great deal; if it weren't for the other guests in the Sea of Spirituality helping to share the burden, the sheer volume of information would have left Huo Yuhao completely stunned.
"A multicolored white,"
finally Tianmeng Ice Silkworm spoke, using a more fitting description of the scene before him.
The color of this sea was indeed a multicolored white.
Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, allowing his Spirit Eyes to actively block out some external information; otherwise, just looking at this sea would have exhausted his spiritual energy.
The Spirit Eyes Martial Soul was essentially eyes plus brain, and after evolving into the Kaleidoscope, it naturally possessed the ability to actively block out information.
When he opened his eyes again, Huo Yuhao only saw the pure white sea, no longer receiving the jumbled memories within the waves.
"We've found the sea, but where is the owner of that voice?"
The Golden Tortoise asked from within its spiritual sea, its head held high as it peered out through its spiritual power. It was clearly terrified of this pure white sea.
"Don't expect me to carry you across, you old turtle."
"Go find other turtles."
"I dare not touch this sea!"
Tianmeng rolled her eyes at the Golden Tortoise, annoyed.
"You stupid turtle, you won't admit it!"
"Let's not even talk about whether you can get out now."
"Even if you could, with your two hundred thousand years of cultivation, do you think you can fight against that boundless memory?"
"Even with a million years of spiritual power, I wouldn't dare say that. I can sense that as soon as we step into this sea, we will be submerged and assimilated by the memory!"
Ilex continued to scan the sea before him with his divine sense.
Only he could perceive the specific situation here.
The spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm was undoubtedly at the pinnacle in the current Douluo Continent, except for the Silver Dragon King, of course.
That guy was at the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, roughly the level of a first-level god.
After all, it is half of the Dragon God, representing his divine status as a creator and the Dragon God's astonishing wisdom!
Forget about wisdom, just ask if it's astonishing!
Electrolux sighed, withdrawing his divine sense and saying to Huo Yuhao and the others,
"Yuhao, my divine sense can only probe the surface; it can't penetrate deeper."
"If you were trapped in that sea, my divine sense wouldn't be able to protect your mind."
"Yuhao, you decide what to do next."
Just as the situation reached a stalemate, the Remnant Dream Blade couldn't hold back any longer.
It felt that these people seemed to have completely ignored its existence.
It was clearly the first one to accompany Huo Yuhao!
"Let me handle this."
"This sea is where I was born."
After conveying the message, Huo Yuhao voluntarily released his grip, and the Remnant Dream Blade immediately transformed into a colorful stream of light, rushing towards the pure white sea.
When it was about three feet away from the sea, the Remnant Dream Blade stopped on its own, hovering above the surface.
Huo Yuhao and the several pendants of the Sea of Spirit all stared wide-eyed at the Remnant Dream Blade's performance.
The tip of the Remnant Dream Blade first emitted an extreme white light,
even overshadowing the color of the sea for a moment.
The white hilt unfolded and transformed back into colorful ribbons, swaying in the air.
The bizarre and fantastical images on the blade vanished, leaving the entire blade pure white.
Then, the tip gently pressed down, slowly touching the ocean that Huo Yuhao and the others had been desperately trying to avoid.
Almost instantly, the sea and the blade tip seemed to undergo some kind of chemical reaction.
The pure white sea solidified from the blade tip, forming a white, glass-like path.
Electrolux actively used his divine sense to probe that path, and after examining it, the entire gray sphere was astonished.
"Yuhao, the memories on that glass-like path seem to have been frozen."
"The originally active memories have lost their activity, actively solidifying into a path."
"No memories on this path will actively invade your sea of consciousness."
"At least in my perception, this is a safe path."
After learning Electrolux's findings, Huo Yuhao grinned and said, "Since Elder Electrolux says it's safe, then let's go!"
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After speaking, Huo Yuhao leaped down, summoning the golden tortoise shell from his left hand mid-air.
He gripped it tightly, and upon landing, stomped on it, using it as a skateboard.
Ever since obtaining the shell, he felt it would be a waste not to use such a smooth shell as a skateboard.
He glided forward at an extremely fast speed on the glass-like path, occasionally accelerating with telekinesis.
Still feeling it wasn't fast enough, Huo Yuhao took out two small silver-white spheres from his storage soul tool.
These two spheres were Huo Yuhao's alchemical creations, using wind and fire runes as the main structure and acceleration runes as the core component.
During his time in Xilu City, Huo Yuhao hadn't neglected his alchemical research; he had successfully deciphered the symbols of fifty-eight runes, as well as numerous rune configurations.
He had categorized the runes into three types: basic runes, functional runes, and auxiliary runes.
The inscription patterns are divided into: forward, reverse, spiral, loop, cycle, and interlacing.
Unfortunately, there was no living gold at that time, and relying only on his high-quality spiritual power, Electrolux could not fully recover his memories.
His knowledge system was still somewhat incomplete and could not help him study this inscription system.
In the future, he would definitely have to bring Electrolux and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm along to help him study alchemy.
Two small balls floated on either side of the tortoise shell, blue runes shining, and the speed of the tortoise shell began to increase dramatically!
Even a Soul Saint-level agility-type Soul Master would only be worthy of eating Huo Yuhao's exhaust fumes!
Electrolux and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm were also surprised when they saw this. They had long heard of Huo Yuhao's alchemy system.
In the future, they also planned to follow Huo Yuhao to explore this new path.
After the Remnant Dream Blade stabilized the path, it took the initiative to fly to Huo Yuhao's side and move forward with him, pointing out the direction of the path.
"Ribbit, no way! My old tortoise's original tortoise shell is not used like this!!"
The golden tortoise looked up at the sky in the sea of spirit, revealing a mask of pain.
Tianmeng, gloating from the side, said, "Great! Absolutely!"
"Yuhao, well done!"
"I wanted to see this kind of scene!!"
The Remnant Dream Blade and Huo Yuhao were now in a mental connection, and it could also sense the commotion within the Sea of Spirit.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's exasperated expression,
it proactively released a bit of its aura towards the two seemingly random accessories in the Sea of Spirit.
The two accessories, like students secretly playing on their phones suddenly sensing the teacher's gaze behind them, immediately stood at attention.
The Golden Tortoise Shell and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm were instantly drenched in sweat.
"Sister Blade, I, the old tortoise, was wrong, Yuhao did the right thing!"
"That's how you use a tortoise shell! This is the most authoritative way to use it!!!"
Feeling the Sea of Spirit calm down again, Huo Yuhao smiled and reversed a bit of entropy in his hand, feeding it to the Remnant Dream Blade.
Watching it affectionately wrap colorful ribbons around Huo Yuhao's wrist, almost like a spoiled child,
Huo Yuhao looked into the distance again from the tortoise shell. The road still seemed endless, but the land behind him was no longer visible.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao began to feel like he was about to develop snow blindness. He
couldn't distinguish any color except white.
Fortunately, at some point, a splash of red appeared ahead of him.
The sudden appearance of red against the pristine white sky greatly invigorated Huo Yuhao and the other guests in his spiritual sea.
Huo Yuhao increased the output of his telekinesis, causing the tortoise shell to accelerate, trying to reach the red figure as quickly as possible.
When he saw the true form of the red figure, Huo Yuhao was a little flustered.
The good news was that the voice was indeed not Tang Buddha in drag trying to trick him.
He didn't have to worry about being kidnapped to the Haotian Sect's grounds for a beating.
The bad news was that it was a little girl in red.
Huo Yuhao used his telekinesis to brake suddenly, retracting the tortoise shell into his left hand, and looked at the little girl.
Dark eyes, delicate face, petite body, red dress.
And that all-encompassing gentle expression, her gaze as tender as if she were looking at her own child.
Huo Yuhao felt a warmth in his heart, an indescribable emotion welling up inside him.
Those familiar with the world easily understand this sentiment.
However, Huo Yuhao still inwardly grumbled,
"Did this dimensional consciousness wander into the wrong show?"
"Shouldn't the little girl in red be in the Ultraman show next door?"
"How did she end up in Douluo Continent?"
(End of Chapter)
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