But Han Feng's strength would really be gone, if it weren't for the support of his elixir, he would have been tired and lying down, where could he still float in the deep sea, constantly fighting against the undercurrent.

Is it a dream?

Han Feng was thinking seriously, could it be that all this was fake?

But he had tried several times, and if he really didn't resist, he would really be hurt, stinging all over his body, and even his life would be in danger.

However, no matter how he tried to absorb those powers, it was like fishing for the moon in the water, and the bamboo basket was empty, and he couldn't get any real benefits.

Another point, he found that the depths of his soul sea seemed to be completely devoid of the aura of the remnant talisman, and at least he could faintly perceive its existence in the past.

"What the hell!" Han Feng muttered.

But he can't give up, otherwise it will be a dead end.

While fending off various attacks, he silently searched for a solution.

Under his various attempts, he suddenly found that his soul power could absorb a trace of spiritual power into his body, but it required a very large amount of soul power, almost a one-to-one relationship.

His eyes lit up and he saw hope, as long as he could improve the efficiency of his soul power to absorb the spiritual power of the outside world, then he would not be afraid of being consumed alive here.

Thinking of this, he immediately used various secret methods in terms of soul power, constantly squeezing the potential in it, and trying to improve his efficiency.

Soon, three or four hours had passed, and Han Feng's soul power had consumed more than half, but the spiritual power he could absorb was a drop in the bucket, and he couldn't make up for his loss at all.

However, the good news was that he found that these spiritual powers were extremely special, not only able to replenish his mana consumption, but also to replenish his soul power.

"Bang ......"

Another series of undercurrents hit him, causing his body to spin involuntarily, and the power of blood and mana disappeared endlessly.

Han Feng's brows furrowed, if he continued like this, he would really die here.

He checked the various pills in the storage ring by himself, and it was estimated that it would only last for another three days, after all, the attacks here were also slowly getting stronger, and he needed to consume more strength each time.

"Hmph, I don't believe I'm really going to die here, fight!" Han Feng snorted heavily, and once again released his soul power and threw himself into the vast spiritual power, looking for the mystery and finding a solution.

Time passed, and his situation became more and more difficult.

The attacks around him became much more violent, and he assessed that he couldn't hold out for another three days, and he should be thankful that he could hold out for two days.

He felt a lot of pressure, but he couldn't give up at the moment, and he still kept releasing colorful soul power to explore the mysteries here.

I have to say that Han Feng is very talented, and in countless experiments, his soul power efficiency has finally increased to a tenfold level, and he has been able to absorb those spiritual powers to a large extent to make up for his own losses.

It's just that he still can't make ends meet, and every breath, he has to consume a lot of soul power, and judging from the current situation, his soul power will be consumed before the power of mana and blood.

"Can't be in a hurry, can't be in a hurry, I will definitely be able to crack the secret!" Han Feng said secretly, cheering himself up.

He began to consciously control the output of soul power, turning into spring rain, bit by bit, entangled with those spiritual powers, although the threads of soul power collapsed faster, but for some reason the efficiency was further doubled.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, he saw a glimmer of hope, and immediately felt the changes in it with his heart, making his soul power more slender, but shining and dazzling.

"I see!" he was overjoyed, and immediately changed the Dharma in his hand, and the light of his soul power suddenly converged, becoming as if it were nothing, as if it were nothing.

Miraculously, those spiritual powers could no longer melt his soul power, but were absorbed into his body, and under the wrapping of soul power, his soul power consumption was greatly replenished.

As if stimulated, the sea of spiritual power suddenly surged, with countless undercurrents, rushing towards Han Feng one after another, with a feeling that he was going to be killed.

Naturally, he would not sit still, he went all out to resist, successfully blocked the onslaught of the sea of spiritual power, and also spread out thousands of wisps of soul power, absorbing a huge amount of spiritual power into his body like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, so that he could get a huge replenishment, and he was no longer afraid of running out of oil.

Han Feng's heart was settled, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to study these spiritual powers, unravel the mysteries, and allow himself to gain the ability to leave this place.

Time flickered, and more than half an hour passed.

The surrounding sea of spiritual power became furious, stronger than another, like a vicious dog that had been stepped on by its tail, and angrily launched an attack on Han Feng.

Han Feng's pressure increased suddenly, but at this moment, he could only use all his strength to deal with it, doing his best to resist this attack, and at the same time, he did not forget to continue to release his soul power to absorb those illusory spiritual powers to replenish his consumption.

With the replenishment, he basically gained a firm foothold, and gradually held on, and in the sea of spiritual power, the attacks that gathered from all directions temporarily stopped.

Although he was not injured, he remained tense for a long time, and he was also tired.

This kind of tiredness is the excessive exhaustion of mental energy, which cannot be compensated by medical power, and can only be repaired slowly by relying on time.

But at this time, what Han Feng lacked most was time, he still had to continue to comprehend the mysteries of the sea of spiritual power, otherwise after the attack power here became more and more powerful, he would not be able to resist it, and in the end, he would have to hate it.

His eyebrows glowed, and the rolling soul power turned into thousands of strands, as always, entangled with those spiritual powers, slowly feeling its wonders, and unveiling the mystery of it like a cocoon.

Time is like water, flowing quietly, and most of the hours have passed unconsciously.

The counterattack of the sea of spiritual power became more and more violent, earth-shattering, Han Feng was no longer able to resist, he could only defuse it with skill, and reduce the damage to himself as much as possible.

But Rao was like this, he was still slightly injured, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood stasis, but his body was as strong as a dragon, and after a few weeks of operation in his body, he came back to his senses, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Moreover, after such a long time of exploration, he has a deeper understanding of these spiritual powers, and the spiritual power absorbed by his soul power is getting more and more, and he can almost absorb three times the spiritual power of his soul power by consuming a wisp of soul power, so that his soul power and mana are steadily improving, and he no longer has to rely on those pills.

"Boom ......"

The sea of spiritual power surged out, bursting out with earth-shattering power, and suddenly engulfed towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's body shook slightly, and he had to take out the Broken Sky Sword to resist, and after the three powers were poured into it, the white light shone brightly, and the Sword Yuan Code was cast, forming a sword curtain, and he successfully blocked it without being traumatized.