When people are in deep sleep, they often have no thoughts, no awareness, no space, and no time.

But Yu Ling regained consciousness at some point. He seemed to be on a vast sea, watching the ups and downs of the sea. There was no sky above his head, but there was a bright moon shining in the sky, and a soft clear light enveloped the sea.

The silence is as beautiful as a paradise.

Yu Ling looked up at the bright moon, and it took a long time to realize that this place seemed to be his soul sea.

Because not far away, a tall white jade bottle was floating in the sea, and it looked so familiar.

Yu Ling was stunned to find that he had turned into a soul-transformed shadow in the sea of ​​souls, floating aimlessly like a lonely ghost, unable even to touch himself.

But... what's going on? Isn't he asleep? Why is he here?

"It was Bai Ping who brought your soul in, otherwise you would have died." Gu Yong said calmly.

"Oh? Same as Fan Lingrui?" Yu Ling's heart was slightly shocked.

"No one knows how Fan Lingrui died." Gu Yong paused and then said: "But these two people outside your soul sea must be related to it."

Outside the Soul Sea?

Yu Ling then turned his attention away. After all, the soul sea is not equal to the soul. A person's soul is compatible with the body, but the soul sea only exists in the brain and is the core of the soul.

At this moment, two illusory figures stood outside the barrier of Yu Ling's soul sea, one male and one female. Their appearance was exactly that of the alien race recorded in Fan Lingrui's diary, except that their bodies were translucent.

"This should be their soul shadow, but it's strange. Logically speaking, the soul shadow cannot leave the body, let alone sneak into other people's souls." Gu Yong was a little confused.

"They want to take away my soul?" Yu Ling asked.

"It seems so."

Yu Ling looked at the two people from a distance, and the foreign man seemed to be aware of Yu Ling's gaze. Instead of panicking, he sneered: "I didn't expect that a mid-level spirit transformation soul master would be quite troublesome to clean up, but

I advise you not to resist stubbornly, there is no point in delaying for a while."

"It makes no sense for you to talk nonsense like this." Yu Ling said lightly.

The foreign woman seemed a little angry and said sharply: "Since you don't want to die quickly, then we have to help you. In the words of you humans, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin."

"You want to kill me, do you still need me to cooperate with you?" Yu Ling simply did not understand the logic of these people.

The foreign woman stared, and was about to speak, but was stopped by the man: "Forget it, wait until I use the black cloud fire to break through his soul sea barrier, I'll see what he can say!"

The woman snorted coldly and said: "We are not killing you, we are just taking you to a sacred place. This is also your glory."

Huh? Why does this line sound familiar?

Yu Ling thought for a while and said casually: "Then I will offer my soul as a sacrifice to a certain god, and I will be immortal with him forever, right?"

"How did you know..." The woman was stunned.

"It's not dedicated to the gods, but it's almost enough. Since you know it, let go of the barrier quickly to avoid unnecessary pain." The foreign man said proudly.

...These people are probably sick, right?

The logic doesn't make sense. How did they reach the realm of spiritual transformation, and they were still in the late stage of spiritual transformation?

"Aren't all foreigners like this?" Gu Yong said calmly.

Thinking about the experience of meeting the Chahun Clan for the first time, Yu Ling felt relieved. Although he was now the king of the Chahun Clan, he still really felt that their IQ was worrying.

The generation gap between different races is actually as far as many galaxies apart.

When the foreign men saw that Yu Ling had no intention of paying attention to them, they angrily recited an ancient saying with unknown meaning, and dexterously changed it with their eight fingers, finally forming a strange seal.

A faint black flame shot up to the sky, with a vague scarlet light flashing in the center of the flame. The winding and twisting appearance was very much like the red line curse on Yu Ling's body.

In the blink of an eye, the weak flames turned into a continuous sea of ​​fire, and the barrier of the sea of ​​souls surrounding Yu Ling burned crazily.

But in Yu Ling's soul sea, the crescent moon hanging high also shone brightly, and the cold white glow shrouded the edge of the soul sea, pushing away all the flames, like erecting an insurmountable high wall.

"What is this?" the foreign woman asked in shock.

The man's face also became solemn: "It doesn't feel like a Horcrux, it seems to be a spirit naturally derived from heaven and earth, giving him a power similar to blessing and protection."

The woman's voice was trembling: "It can't be... it can't be a god?"

"Definitely not. The power of the gods is much more powerful than this vastness. This spirit seems to have been dead for a long time, with only a trace of its original power remaining." The man observed carefully.

"What should we do? Can the black cloud fire break through his soul sea?" the woman asked worriedly.

"Look at it for a while, if it doesn't work anymore, go back and report it to the high priest. In this special situation, I don't think she will punish us." The foreign man said solemnly.

The black flames burn endlessly, but the crescent moon still emits a constant and bright light, like a lighthouse that dispels the darkness and will never go out.

When the situation was at a stalemate, Yu Ling had quietly released a ray of soul thought and emerged from the sea of ​​​​his soul like a fish.

Although his nine thoughts have already been unified when he was in the spirit-splitting state, this does not mean that they cannot be separated again. Soul masters often separate their soul thoughts again according to their own needs to multi-task.

Yu Ling had no intention of letting go of the two people in front of him easily. At least he had to figure out where these people came from.

While the alien men and women were concentrating on the changes in his soul sea, Yu Ling's soul thought was already lurking around them, covering up all fluctuations with his breath-containing soul skills, and waiting patiently.

"No...it's been an hour and there's still no change in his soul sea. How about we go and go back and explain the situation first." The alien man frowned.

The woman seemed a little unwilling to accept it, and said bitterly: "Consider him lucky!"

"Don't worry, he is under the Red Nightmare Curse anyway and will fall into our hands sooner or later." The man sneered.

"I'm afraid that other variables may arise. They are not natives of Shen Yefeng. If an expert from outside comes here, it might have an impact on our plan."

"Oh, kill as many people as you come. Aren't the bones of even the peak cultivators of Illusion God buried here?" the man said scornfully.

"Then let's go." The foreign woman nodded.

As soon as the man turned his hand, all the black clouds of fire shrank and condensed, eventually turning into a small flame and disappearing in his palm.

"Why did you leave so quickly? Wasn't it so fierce just now?" Yu Ling said sarcastically.

"You!" The foreign woman turned around angrily.

"Okay, just ignore him. He will be proud for a while. If the high priest personally takes action next time, I think it will be difficult for him to die!" the man said coldly.

"You still have the last few days, enjoy your life!" the woman said harshly.

The two of them came and went in a hurry, flickering and disappearing completely.

But they would not know that a wisp of Yu Ling's soul was following them unnoticed, following them through a long mysterious tunnel.
Chapter completed!