This Ling Yuan was more difficult to deal with than he thought.

The realm of spiritual consciousness is divided into birth, expelling objects, leaving the body, night travel, day travel, appearance, recognition, seizing the body, transcending tribulations and soul.

These realms are of little significance to Ling Yun.

Because he had already cultivated into Yuanshen in his previous life.

But he also had to admit that every time the realm of spiritual consciousness was improved, the power would be a qualitative leap.

It wouldn't matter if his soul could be used. The key point is that his soul was too weak. Even if he recovered last time, it was just a wisp of residual soul, not even a soul.

Expelling things?

Ling Yuan frowned.

In the Dajing Dynasty, there was no division of spiritual consciousness.

After all, the strongest person in Dajing, that is, the Great Wuzong, is in the second realm of spiritual consciousness.

Then his face became even colder: "You know a lot. Sure enough, you have the strength you have now at such a young age. You must have received some kind of fortune.

It’s a pity that no matter how great your fortune is, it’s impossible to make up for the huge gap in realm between you and me.”

If he were just an ordinary martial arts sect, he might not be sure to take down Ling Yun at this moment.
Chapter completed!