When the stone door opened, Yanhun finally saw the light of the sky that he had not touched for a long time.

The damage done to it by the God-Seizing and Soul-moving Array is irreversible. Although Yanhun still has some spiritual thoughts left, most of its past memories have been blurred. It only vaguely remembers that it came from Dengyun Star, and that seems to be a Lilianhuo

A very far away place.

When it saw Guan Yiqing, a strong resentment born from its heart almost overwhelmed its reason. If Yuling next to it hadn't sent a soul thought to persuade it to calm down, Yanhun might have ignored it.

Take revenge.

It told itself that if it endured any longer, it would not be long before it would come back and kill all the humans it hated.

The flame soul buried its resentment deeply in its heart, and what was exposed outside was still a confused and confused look. Unless they were both in the true soul realm, no one could notice its abnormality.

"After waiting for so many years, I finally saw this day." A tall and thin old man stroked his long beard and circled around Yanhun with satisfaction.

Yu Ling and others stood far away. Xie Huaishan had woken up, but some of his memories had been wiped out by Yanhun. This made him always feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xie Zian walked over gently and expressed his gratitude to Yu Ling and others.

He had just handed over a few Heavenly Man Pills and was about to let everyone go back to rest, when another dark-skinned old man with a horse face suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Xie Zian was stunned for a moment, turned around and saluted respectfully, and said warmly: "What are your instructions, ancestor?"

The horse-faced old man glanced at Yu Ling and the others coldly, and sneered in a harsh voice: "The most important secret of our Fire Refining Sect will be revealed soon, and none of these people can stay."

Both Xie Zian and Pei Tianling's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Guan Yiqing at the same time.

Guan Yiqing had to cough twice: "Ancestor, that's what I said, but there is no need to be so harsh. Anyway, they will stay on the Great Desolate Planet for the rest of their lives, and there will be no risk of leaking the secrets. And there are many things in the sect.

, all need the help of these soul masters."

The horse-faced old man said impatiently: "I know, but this role is not irreplaceable. Their greatest value is to help Yanhun break through the realm. Now that this goal has been achieved, what else are they left to do? As long as they get that thing,

I, the Fire Refining Sect, can be invincible in the Northern Territory, but you still can’t tell which one is more important?"

"Cheng Meng is right." The tall and thin old man also nodded. His smile was very kind and kind, which was completely inconsistent with his ruthless words.

"This..." Guan Yiqing also hesitated.

Xie Huaishan's face was uncertain. He couldn't help but take a step forward and said: "Two seniors, we..."

"Shut up! Is there any room for you to talk here?" Cheng Meng waved his sleeves, and Xie Huaishan felt his chest tighten and could not utter a single word.

"What should I do? Are they going to kill you?" Yan Hun also hurriedly sent a message.

Yu Ling remained silent. Sure enough, things may not turn out as expected. I originally thought that Xu Chun's plan was perfect, but now it seems that it cannot tolerate any changes at all.

"Why don't we just kill him!" Yan Hunxin said.

It is now simple-minded and prefers to have a hearty battle instead of enduring humiliation. Even if it dies, it will not feel aggrieved.

In the end, it was Xie Zian who stood up and pleaded: "If the ancestor feels uneasy, just kill eight and save one. After all, there is no guarantee that he will be useful as a soul master in the future."

"Which one do you want to keep?" Bai Daokong, a tall and thin old man, asked curiously.

Xie Zian pointed at Yu Ling: "Ancestor should also feel it. He has already practiced his own skills and was accepted as a disciple by Elder Ning Chengxue. He can be regarded as one of his own. He even broke into the Heavenly Flame Demon Prison a few days ago. Nine passes, it would be a pity to kill."

Bai Daokong and Cheng Meng were moved at the same time, and glanced at Yu Ling in surprise, as if they wanted to see him thoroughly.

"How is it possible to pass nine levels in a row? When did the Heavenly Flame Demon Prison lower its difficulty?" Cheng Meng frowned and asked in doubt.

"The difficulty has not been reduced, but he has soul power and profound power, and has experienced the baptism of the Heavenly Flame twice. Even if there is a coincidence, it is still the ability of Junior Brother Yu." Xie Zi'an said.

Cheng Meng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "In this case, the threat of this son will only be greater, and he should be the first to be killed."

Bai Daokong's opinion took a big turn, and he muttered: "Zi'an is right. It's better to save his life. It's really a pity to kill him like this. Don't you, Lao Cheng, even have this kind of tolerance, are you still afraid of someone?" What kind of nonsense do young people make?"

Cheng Meng said coldly: "It's not a bad thing to be cautious."

"Yiqing, what do you think?" Bai Daokong turned around and asked.

Guan Yiqing could only smile bitterly, feeling that the two sides were not human.

Cheng Meng said impatiently: "Okay, how long has it been since the grinders and whiners have passed? How about throwing them all into the abyss of reincarnation, and I won't kill anyone who can come out alive."

"But this..." Xie Zian still felt worried.

The Abyss of Samsara has always been a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. Not to mention soul-condensing soul masters, soul-shaping soul masters will also lose their minds when they go down, and warriors like them can go as far as they want.

"This is my biggest concession." Cheng Meng said expressionlessly: "If they die inside, they can just feed the Samsara Abyss and further wear down that person's resistance."

I'm afraid that this is Cheng Meng's real intention. He still feels uneasy relying on Yanhun alone. He would rather force these soul masters to go down and have another layer of protection.

But he would not know that this unintentional move brought great convenience to Yu Ling.

Xie Huaishan, whose face was full of anger, also calmed down. Unexpectedly, after several changes, the original plan was back on track, and they could enter the Abyss of Reincarnation openly.

Xie Zian only sighed softly and said regretfully: "Junior brother, take care."

Pei Tianling also glanced at Yu Ling with a complicated look, unable to tell what his emotions were.

"Everyone, go down, don't waste time." Cheng Meng urged.

After a brief silence, Xie Huaishan controlled Zheng Cong to jump into the Samsara Abyss first, followed closely by Zhu Yunji, Huai Yao and others.

Yu Ling was the last one to jump down, and within a moment, Yanhun also appeared in front of him.

There was the whistling of the wind in my ears, and as far as my eyes could see was boundless darkness. The abyss of reincarnation that originally seemed so small actually seemed so vast, as if it could swallow up all spiritual thoughts and lives.

Yu Ling felt that his consciousness was slipping, and he quickly put a black bead that Xu Chun had given him before between his eyebrows. The mysterious power that was alluring and lost was immediately blocked.

If it weren't for this rare treasure, Xu Chun wouldn't be so bold as to let the two of them dive into the abyss of reincarnation.

"Yu...Ling..." Xie Huaishan's voice came from not far away, appearing as ethereal as a ghost.

"What they want to get is a technique, you must remember it clearly." Xie Huaishan immediately changed to a voice transmission.

Yu Ling nodded silently and slowly slowed down and landed on the ground.

The scene at the bottom of the abyss was the same as the last time he detected it with his soul, but now that he looked at it up close, many details would be clearer.

Directly in front is a three-meter-high round platform, which seems to be engraved with complicated patterns. A man in black sits quietly cross-legged. Countless thick purple-black chains extend from nowhere, penetrating his shoulders and chest.

, wrists, knees, and ankles, locked him tightly in this small area, and even the blood stains that overflowed turned into solid brown.

The man lowered his head as if dead, and his long hair covered his face, so his age could not be clearly seen. However, he had been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and his actual age must be much longer than that.

"You're here." A soft voice suddenly sounded, a bit hoarse and tired.
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