Muyan opened her eyes suddenly and gasped for air.

There seems to be a broken and distant singing voice still ringing in my ears.

But this song not only failed to soothe her chaotic emotions, but instead caused deep sadness and despair to well up in her heart.

Muyan turned her hand to retrieve the Qijue Sword and looked around.

However, before she had time to observe her surroundings, she was shocked to find

The Qijue Sword cannot be taken out!

Not only was the Qijue Sword unable to be taken out, but the Heavenly Demonic Piano, divine consciousness, spiritual power, and everything else seemed to have disappeared from her body.

However, all this is not the most terrifying thing.

The most terrifying thing is that she has no spiritual power at this time and is floating in the air.

His hand touched the tree next to him, but his hand passed through the trunk, branches and leaves.

This...what's going on?

She has left her soul?

Here, what place is it?

…

Muyan turned around and saw that this was a very strange palace.

It's strange because the palace is magnificent and luxurious with its carved beams and painted buildings.

But in such a luxurious palace, there is not even a ghost.

The floor was covered with dust and the ceiling was covered with cobwebs.

Every piece of bluestone and every pillar seems to be telling the story of loneliness and coldness.

What on earth is this place?

Suddenly, Muyan's mind trembled, and she immediately became vigilant.

Because in the corner of the palace, there was a man dressed all in black sitting.

This man has a slender figure and handsome features.

The skin on his face had an unhealthy bluish-white color, and even his lips had no trace of blood, but his eyes were extremely black, like an endless abyss that could never be seen to the bottom.

When he raised his eyes and looked over, Muyan felt a chill run through her body, knowing that he couldn't see her.

But it feels strangely and inexplicably familiar.

Especially this face and these eyes.

At this moment, a cautious voice came from the distance: "Your Majesty... Your Highness, these are your training resources, and there is also the next mission."

The man stood up and was suddenly outside the door.

The guard who came to deliver the message didn't seem to expect that he would come out so soon. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground: "Your Highness, I didn't mean to disturb you. Your Highness, please spare your life... spare your life..."

The guard's eyes were full of fear and despair, and his body was shaking like chaff.

When the man looked over with his cold gaze, he was so frightened that he lost control.

A strong gust of wind hit him, knocking the guard over dozens of meters away and hitting him on the rockery, causing his head to break and bleed.

But the guard felt like he was being pardoned, kowtowed repeatedly and seemed to run away.

The man curled his lips mockingly before bending down to pick up the storage ring on the ground.

However, at this moment, a dumpling suddenly bumped into him and jumped on his feet.

Muyan took a closer look and realized that this was actually a handsome little boy.

He looks to be about two or three years old, with skin as white as snow and a pair of big round eyes.

Her small, lotus-jointed hands were holding the man's legs, and her body was swaying.

When he stood firm, he raised his neck and tilted his head to look at the man, his big eyes full of curiosity.

The man frowned and lowered his head, exuding a chilling and chilling aura, "Let go!"

His tone and such a fearless intimidation could scare the shit out of a tall and powerful guard.
Chapter completed!