This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 29: Do I also have conceptual abilities?

"Young man, do you see my arm?"

A desolate and cold voice suddenly appeared in Kunpeng's ears.

Kunpeng immediately sensed something was wrong. His whole body felt frozen. He tried his best to calm himself down, but the icy coldness made him tremble uncontrollably.

Kunpeng mechanically turned its head, and what came into view was an old man whose face was covered with lividity, whose eyes were empty and lifeless, but exuded a deadly attraction.

I can't help but want to see it.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was forcefully twisting his head, making Kunpeng's eyes meet the old man's eyes.

I can't even close my eyes.

Only then did they realize that there were no eyes left; one eye socket was like a black hole, and the eyeball had long since disappeared.

The other one was broken in half, and from the remaining half of the eyeball, a thick, black, indescribable liquid flowed out.

Cold, bone-chilling, and twisted—that's how Kunpeng felt at that moment.

If it weren't for being reborn as Kunpeng, whose physical abilities were multiplied, Kunpeng would have already had all its consciousness taken over by the other party.

At this moment, Kunpeng's mind raced, recalling how he had just waved his arms in excitement.

Because of this action, the old man covered in lividity appeared. Did this trigger the pattern of his descent?

"Crackling sound—" Kunpeng tried to open his mouth to say something.

I found that even speaking became a problem; it was very, very difficult.

The moment Kunpeng faced danger, Hongjun Daoist, Xiyi Daoist, and Yangmei Daoist beside him also saw it.

However, following the plan set by Kunpeng, one should remain calm in the face of events, avoid acting rashly, and adhere to the principle of observing before taking action.

Although they also felt the biting cold and the oppressive atmosphere, they did not take action immediately.

After all, it was their own captain who was facing a crisis.

When we were planning for various problems, we assumed that we and the others would be in danger. We never expected that the first one to encounter a crisis would be Captain Kunpeng.

Trust in Captain Kunpeng's wisdom, and don't panic.

The second principle is that you should only take action when a teammate is facing death.

"I...I don't understand, sir...what are you...saying?"

Using all his strength, Kunpeng finally managed to utter a complete sentence.

"Young man, do you see my arm?"

However, he was met with the same repetitive response, like a programmed routine.

However, each inquiry only increased the pressure on Kunpeng.

At the same time, the body, which was difficult to control, became heavier.

Given this situation, if the armless old man with lividity asked two more questions, Kunpeng felt he would completely lose his mind.

At this moment, Kunpeng was filled with despair. Was this the most troublesome, dangerous, and unreasonable monster he had encountered right from the start?

The various bizarre phenomena that arise from the fusion of fragments of rules and human resentment.

Many of its features suggest that this thing is unkillable and extremely difficult to deal with.

It is the nightmare that all time travelers least want to encounter.

Is this difficult? Do I even deserve it?

Is it because I am the Kunpeng Ancestor?

"Old man, I really don't understand what you're talking about."

While feeling frustrated, Kunpeng's mind raced. This matter absolutely could not be developed in the way he had described.

Once you follow his lead, you'll fall into his pattern of killing and you're doomed.

but!

Even if you don't follow its killing patterns and try to appease it, it won't help.

After Kunpeng did not answer his question directly for the second time, Kunpeng's arms began to open uncontrollably and then slowly rotate.

It's not hard to imagine that if it weren't stopped and allowed to continue, Kunpeng's arms would be twisted and rotated in a regular pattern until they were forcibly torn off from his shoulders.

"Fellow Daoist, he really didn't see it."

This time!

Hongjun spoke up; he had clearly noticed that Fellow Daoist Kunpeng was acting strangely.

Normally, how could someone spread their arms out and then twist them for fun?

This is definitely not normal, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng.

Therefore, the plan that Kunpeng had previously taught him began to be implemented.

"You're lying, I just saw him waving his arms."

The old man with lividity and no arms was clearly furious, as if he had just obtained the arm he had been dreaming of and had it suddenly broken.

Thankfully, it's a bizarre case of killing by a pattern, not a monster or demon with its own intelligence.

Otherwise, they would definitely be in a panic.

Why did a stranger's words suddenly interrupt my killing patterns?

Wait a minute, if a pattern of killing can be interrupted, is that still considered a strange pattern of killing?

Fortunately, it didn't find these.

They also failed to notice that Hongjun's interruption had stopped the strange power that Kunpeng was about to be overwhelmed by.

"Phew!" Kunpeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Hongjun had spoken a few seconds later, his arms would have been torn off by the massive twisting.

Thank goodness.

However, as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly noticed something amiss.

How so?

He could clearly feel that the strange rule-based power that had just been imposed on him had been absorbed and digested.

"this?"

What does this mean?

You must understand, this is the strange thing that happens when fragments of rules are born. Even if someone is lucky enough to escape the killing pattern, they will be seriously injured and have strange energy remaining in their body.

It's impossible to recover in a short time; the damage may even be irreversible.

But what about yourself?

He actually absorbed and digested the strange energy that had been attached to him, and even felt that his body was a little stronger.

"Return to the Void, the end of all things, the end of all paths, could it be?"

Kunpeng immediately thought of this; it wasn't just some random thought.

It is a great intuition and innate knowledge.

This means that such intuition is unlikely to be wrong.

"Only the power of the Void, which is equivalent to the concept of power, can digest the strange power of the rules so easily when I am at the level of a martial arts master?" Kunpeng continued to think.

He was certain.

There is an even more vivid example unfolding here.

It was Hongjun, a martial arts master, who interrupted the bizarre rules that were killing people with a single sentence.

Can you believe that?

If this isn't the power of the concept of Heaven's Way, what else could it be?

The feeling of sudden realization.

Previously, they only thought that Hongjun was a person with special abilities, so they appointed him as the lucky baby in their team based on metaphysics.

He uses his mystical abilities to protect everyone.

I never thought I had this ability!

Or rather, all eleven of my fellow Daoists actually possess unique abilities, but they haven't been properly developed or displayed yet.

Yes, even the creatures nurtured in the seed world are nurtured by a template that is far superior.

You can laugh at his weakness, but you must never think he's bad at the game.

Weakness is only present now; once we grow, we will become the supreme source.

This desolate wilderness is getting more and more interesting.

In that case, I'm sorry.

"Hey, old man. I really don't understand what you're saying. Say it again?"

Kunpeng should have kept quiet, but at this moment...

No one can stop me from speaking.

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