The Wandering Soul Realm.
It was also known as the Wandering Soul Ghost Realm.
It was a small world relatively close to Hell. It was very mysterious and cultivated the Ghost Path.
They were good at raising ghosts. The ghosts here were not ordinary ghosts, but ghost slaves that could sneak into a person's spirit sea and devour their soul.
Many people didn't want to deal with this small world because it was too scary.
The unknown was the scariest because you didn't know when the other party would release a ghost slave, sneak into your spirit sea, and constantly nibble away at it.
In the end, the person would turn into a fool, lose his mind, and die.
Even a Little Saint could be eaten alive, let alone a half-step Saint like Bu Fang.
There were many first-class small worlds present.
The Vajra Realm and the West Little Buddhism Realm were all very strong.
However, they were all extremely afraid of the Wandering Soul Realm.
Although the Wandering Soul Realm might not be as strong as them in terms of overall strength, it could not withstand the other party's magical means.
Needless to say, the Vajra Realm, who had big breasts and no brains, was completely restrained by the Wandering Soul Realm.
The Winged Man Valley, Hell, and other small worlds were also very strong, but they had no means to deal with the Wandering Soul Realm.
They could win by relying on their strength to slowly consume the other party.
However, it was very difficult to crush the other party.
Among these small worlds, the West Little Buddhism Realm was the one that could restrain the Wandering Soul Realm the best.
After all, the West Little Buddhism Realm's Buddhist Path was a deadly means to the dark Wandering Soul Realm.
Every monk in the West Little Buddhism Realm who cultivated the Buddhist Path was in the process of constantly condensing relics, which required a strong mental force.
Therefore, the Wandering Soul Realm could not win against the West Little Buddhism Realm, which had a strong mental force.
Everyone present knew the strength and advantages of the Wandering Soul Realm, so they were even less optimistic about Bu Fang.
They believed that although Bu Fang's means were strong and could fight against the four Little Saints, that kind of means was useless against the Wandering Soul Realm experts.
After all, no matter how strong Bu Fang's means were, he was only a half-step Saint.
After all, no matter how strong his means were, his true strength was just that of a half-step Saint.
How could the mental force of a half-step Saint be comparable to that of a Little Saint?
It was already not bad for a Half-Saint to be able to condense his divine sense.
The levels of Mental Energy were divided into Divine Perception, Divine Sense, Divine Soul …
Being able to condense divine perception was already considered monstrous.
As for Divine Will, only the top monstrous geniuses in the Little Saint Realm could condense it.
It was the crystallization of highly condensed Spiritual Energy.
As for the Divine Soul, it could not become a Divine Soul without the Great Sage.
This was enough to show how difficult it was to condense a divine soul.
Condensing one's divine soul meant that one had already touched upon the true domain of the gods.
Hiss hiss hiss …
Wisps of black smoke rushed toward Bu Fang.
The entire stage turned dark in an instant, and the audience below couldn't see the figures of Bu Fang and the Wandering Soul Realm expert.
Everyone could only feel a cold and gloomy aura whizzing by.
It made everyone's hair stand on end.
However, he couldn't see that figure at all.
Even they were so nervous, not to mention Bu Fang, who was in the center of the whirlpool.
The means of the Wandering Soul Realm were indeed terrifying.
"Jie Jie Jie …"
"Do you know what the pain of Purgatory is?
It's a kind of horror where your skin is being bitten inch by inch, and your Mental Energy is being nibbled away bit by bit. You can only watch helplessly as you become food, but you can't struggle or resist … It's a kind of fear that you will never forget! "
The Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint kept talking, and his cold laughter drifted over the entire arena.
Bu Fang's face was very strange.
Bu Fang didn't comment on the Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint's words.
Of course, he didn't know about the torture of Purgatory.
He didn't want to know.
He grabbed the bandage and slowly wrapped it around his arm. Black and white lines emerged on his Taotie Arm.
Covered by the bandage, it was impossible to see them clearly.
Bu Fang's movements were very slow, careful, and serious.
His attitude seemed to have angered the Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint!
"You're courting death!"
A shrill scream rang out.
The Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint's voice suddenly rose, and then it seemed to explode in the entire arena.
His voice lingered in everyone's ears.
This strange scene caused many people to feel a chill run down their spines.
No one was able to see their figures clearly in the dark aura.
This was because their mental power could make their bodies disappear.
He tied a beautiful bow on the bandage on his arm.
Bu Fang slowly lowered his hands.
A moment later, his eyes moved.
Slowly, he turned to the right, looking sideways.
His head didn't move, but his eyes did.
That direction …
A face suddenly emerged in the darkness, with a fiendish smile …
Suddenly …
That face met Bu Fang's eyes.
For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward.
"You can't see me …"
The Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint grinned coldly.
Then, like a wisp of smoke, his figure began to drift away.
After a while, he drifted into the distance.
That face appeared once again.
However …
Bu Fang's eyes slowly moved, following the movement of the wisp of smoke, staring at him …
"Huh?"
The pupils of the Little Saint from the Wandering Soul Realm suddenly shrank, and the next moment, all the hair on his body stood on end!
Coincidence!
This must be a coincidence!
He can't see me. How could a half-step Saint see me?!
Swoosh …
The Little Saint's figure once again dispersed like smoke.
When he reappeared, he once again met Bu Fang's eyes.
This time, all that was left was shock!
The Wandering Soul Realm's Little Saint was almost scared to tears by Bu Fang's eyes.
F * ck …
It had always been him, the Little Saint of the Wandering Soul Realm, who pretended to be a ghost to scare people. When did humans become so terrifying?!
"Go to hell!"
Unable to stand Bu Fang's gaze, the Wandering Soul Realm expert let out a shrill cry.
Then …
With a swoosh, he turned into a wisp of smoke, entangling Bu Fang's mind.
It seemed to want to drill into Bu Fang's mind bit by bit.
Bu Fang lowered his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
A swoosh sound rang out.
In the end …
The black smoke of the Wandering Soul Realm poured into Bu Fang's mind like a whale.
From the top of Bu Fang's head, it turned into a funnel-shaped vortex and drilled into Bu Fang's mind.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
They stared at the arena.
The scene in the arena was completely presented in front of them.
Two figures stood there.
Bu Fang, dressed in his striped red-and-white Vermilion Robe, stood where he was, expressionless.
Not far away from him …
The pale-faced Wandering Soul Realm Little Saint craned his neck and hunched his back. His black hair fell down and covered his face. Through the fine strands of hair, he stared at Bu Fang with bloodshot eyes.
The two of them stood motionless in place.
The wind blew, but it didn't cause the slightest ripple …
"Hehehe … It's a success. The Wandering Soul has entered the sea. This little chef is dead."
In the Wandering Soul Realm's camp, the ghost-like figure suddenly laughed sharply, and her pale face showed a look of satisfaction.
Everyone below the arena sucked in a cold breath.
"It's over … He's going to lose. The Wandering Soul Realm Little Saint's mental force has drilled into the little chef's spirit sea?"
"Wait a minute, this little chef may lose his mind … and become a complete fool."
"What a pity. With the strength of a half-step Saint, he can fight four Little Saint opponents. He's a very talented existence. However, when he encountered the Wandering Soul Realm … I'm afraid he'll become a fool."
…
The audience all felt a burst of pity.
The best way to face the Wandering Soul Realm experts was to prevent their mental force from invading one's mind. Only in this way could one have a chance to resist and win.
However, once the mental force was invaded, it meant failure.
The Wandering Soul Realm's means in the spirit sea …
After all, this was what they were researching on.
"Amitabha! Owner Bu is in danger."
Fa Wu of the West Little Buddhism Realm narrowed his eyes. He put his palms together, sighed, and chanted the name of Buddha.
The Abyss experts and the Vajra Realm experts all stared at him coldly.
The birdmen wearing white jade masks from the Winged Man Valley smiled faintly.
The Earth Prison experts watched curiously.
In the Heaven Chief Realm …
Everyone in the square fell into silence.
They were all shocked by this strange means.
Fighting directly in the opponent's mind … This kind of means was simply unheard of.
Their knowledge had really increased.
However …
Could the Great Demon resist it?
The people of the Heaven Chief Realm couldn't help but feel nervous, and they all clenched their fists.
…
In Bu Fang's spirit sea …
A black cloud swept over, and the black cloud entered in an instant, accompanied by a long howl, as well as a sinister cackle.
Boom!
His spirit sea suddenly surged with raging waves.
The Wandering Soul Realm powerhouse stepped on a black cloud and flew over. His eyes were filled with greed and brutality.
He hovered over the spirit sea.
Then, with a thought in his mind …
In the next moment, a huge shadow of a devil appeared around him.
The devil was extremely greedy. It opened its mouth and took a deep breath.
"What pure mental force …"
The Wandering Soul Realm expert's saliva almost flowed out of his mouth.
He didn't expect that the mental force of a mere half-step Saint like Bu Fang could be so pure, and it even smelled better than his, a Little Saint's.
"This time … I've made a fortune!"
Boom!
The dark clouds swept over and crushed toward the center of his spirit sea, intending to devour it inch by inch from there.
In the center of the spirit sea …
Bu Fang's figure suddenly emerged.
He stood expressionlessly with his hands clasped behind his back.
The four Artifact Spirits, who were lying in the spirit sea, suddenly perked up.
White Tiger rolled his eyes and snorted proudly.
Divine Dragon twisted his waist, his eyes gleaming.
"Little Host, who are you going to possess this time? Choose me, choose me! Choose me, Nicholas the Handsome Dragon! You won't regret it!"
Divine Dragon shouted.
The Vermilion Bird rolled her eyes at the Golden Divine Dragon. "You stupid dragon."
Bu Fang glanced at the four Artifact Spirits and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Above the spirit sea, there was a golden shadow.
It was a divine will phantom, somewhat similar to Bu Fang.
"Eh?"
All of a sudden …
Divine Dragon and Vermilion Bird both widened their eyes and looked into the distance.
There, a mass of black smoke was sweeping over at high speed …
"Little Host … there's actually an ignorant thing running into your spirit sea?"
Divine Dragon said with a look of disbelief.
Bu Fang didn't answer.
Expressionlessly, he turned his head and looked into the distance of the spirit sea.
The black cloud pressed down, bringing with it a surging murderous aura.
"Hehehe …"
"It's really a pure and flawless spirit sea. This kind of spirit sea is absolutely delicious …"
Amidst the black cloud, a figure flew over.
At first glance, the latter fixed his eyes on Bu Fang, who was standing in the middle of the spirit sea.
His eyes lit up.
"Hehehe … Found you!"
The Wandering Soul Realm Little Saint's face was pale, but he looked excited.
Bu Fang looked at him indifferently.
Floating in the spirit sea …
Divine Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and White Tiger also looked at him indifferently.
As for Black Turtle … He was still sleeping.
Next to Bu Fang, the divine will phantom sat cross-legged.
The divine will phantom was golden, as if it was made of gold, and its eyes were closed.
As soon as the Wandering Soul Realm expert appeared in the spirit sea, he saw Bu Fang.
At second glance, he saw the divine will phantom next to Bu Fang.
He didn't recognize it at first glance.
However, when Bu Fang exhaled softly, his eyes widened.
When his entire spirit sea surged with waves, he was petrified.
Previously, he only cared about feeling the pure aura of Bu Fang's spirit sea.
Now …
He was shocked to find …
How could this half-step Saint's spirit sea be so f * cking big?!
And why did that golden phantom look so much like the legendary … divine will phantom?
Where the hell did he come to?
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