Within the Nether River, the motionless You Ling Ghost King had no aura at all.
Following that, specks of "Yin Sunflower Essence" left his body. This Ghost King, who had once looked down on the land of terror, had his flesh flabby. His body quietly shrank, and he gradually became shorter.
The Yin Sunflower Essence and refined Yin Qi were the key to his body not rotting after tens of thousands of years.
The loss of power caused the current situation.
Yu Yiyi could see the minute changes in the You Ling Ghost King from time to time.
She didn't show the slightest emotion, as all she could think about was how long it would take her master, Yu Yuan, to transform her earthly soul into a nether soul in this small heaven and earth.
Time passed quietly like water.
After an unknown amount of time, the silver meridians in Yu Yuan's chest suddenly gave off a light that surprised her.
In the next instant, even more Yin Sunflower Essence flew out of the You Ling Ghost King's body and disappeared into Yu Yuan's body like thousands of fireflies.
The tall and handsome You Ling Ghost King seemed to have been eroded by endless time in an extremely short amount of time.
Yu Yiyi frowned slightly.
She noticed that the skin of this Ghost King's body had turned grayish-white like dried tree bark. The light and magic had all disappeared.
At this moment, the thousands of Fiendish Demons inside the cauldron seemed to smell the vast Yin Qi and let out ocean-like screams.
The Fiendish Demons wanted to charge out and fight with Yu Yuan for the thick Yin Qi here.
Yu Yiyi's face was cold as she harrumphed.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
The water of the Nether River flowed and washed the You Ling Ghost King's body.
A terrifying power suddenly descended and filled this small world.
Yu Yiyi, who was in it, instinctively felt terrified and uneasy. She looked at the gurgling Nether River in the netherworld in a slight panic.
The sound of the Nether River flowing in the Nether River kept changing as if someone was whispering.
Yu Yiyi was dazed for a moment, her eyes filled with unease. She actually bowed toward the Nether River. Then, she controlled the Fiendish Demon Cauldron and floated out like Yuan Lianyao.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
In the outside world, Yuan Lianyao covered her mouth and exclaimed when she saw the Fiendish Demon Cauldron floating out.
She had too many doubts in her heart …
Yuan Lianyao was confused when she saw Bai Gu, who had become a ghostly king, and the newly promoted Luo Hou Ghostly King. She did not have time to ask for clarification.
All of a sudden, the Fiendish Demon Cauldron that had driven her out also left that small world.
Yu Yiyi did not appear in the Fiendish Demon Cauldron floating in the air. She seemed to be hiding in a small space inside and did not want to expose herself at this moment.
On the other hand, Bai Gu's green eyes shone with a mysterious light. "He should have officially started."
"What?" Yuan Lianyao was confused.
"When I was condensing my Yin Spirit, I alarmed the will of the source of the Yin vein." Bai Gu seemed to know everything. "A guy like him would naturally be detected by the source of the Yin Vein if he tried to break through to the Yin Spirit Realm in the Land of Terror. The Nether River can be seen as a tentacle of its will. It repels all unrelated living beings. "
As it spoke, Bai Gu glanced at the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
The meaning in its words was that the souls of the cauldron, Yu Yiyi, Consort Han, Blood Moon, and all the other Fiendish Demons in the cauldron were not recognized by the source of the Yin vein. They were all rejected when Yu Yuan was condensing his Yin Spirit.
"Bai Gu, what do you know?" Yuan Lianyao asked.
"He's very special, much more special than you think. When he was in the Subtle realm, he stepped into the Land of Terror with the Fiendish Demon Cauldron in hand. He was rushing for this moment, "Bai Gu said confidently." He might not even know it himself. Everything has been arranged. "
"It's Zu An!" Luo Hou interjected.
She had a secret conversation with Yu Yuan. From Yu Yuan, she knew that it was Zu An of Heaven Reaching Peak who had instructed Zhou You to bring Yu Yuan to the Land of Terror so that he could avoid disaster there.
Now, after hearing Bai Gu's words, she immediately understood that Zu An's arrangement had a deeper meaning.
"Zu An … So it was his arrangement. No wonder …"
Bai Gu nodded lightly, the light of wisdom shining in its eyes. "You don't have to be nervous. He'll be able to condense his Yin Spirit in that small space and benefit from it for life. In the long history of the Land of Terror, there are only a handful of examples of humans who arrived here with their own flesh and blood and transformed their souls into Yin Spirits.
"If he succeeds, he'll be recognized by the source of the Yin vein. He'll be like Mingdu and become the darling of this world."
Like Yu Yiyi, he clearly knew the deepest secrets of the Land of Terror. He knew that if a human cultivator succeeded in breaking through to the Yin Spirit realm in this world, he would receive great benefits.
He could see further and deeper. He could even guess that there was another big shot like Zu An behind this who had arranged everything.
"I'll break through to the Yin Spirit realm here!" Luo Hou shouted.
…
In Yu Yuan's small world in his sea of consciousness.
Inside the illusory body of the Earth Soul, which had been separated from the Heavenly Soul and the Primary Soul, countless wisps of spiritual sense were condensed. They were like slender pythons, crazily absorbing the Yin Qi and refining it.
He was carefully sensing every subtle change in the Earth Soul.
His Spiritual Sense was originally like a drifting mist in the illusory Soul Body. However, as he cultivated the Great Yin Soul Art, he absorbed more and more Yin Qi. Dozens of Spiritual Senses mixed and intertwined with each other. As he continued to refine them, they became as clear as water and flowed within his Earth Soul Body.
This process was very similar to his time in the Small World of the Yellow Court. The spiritual mist was cleansed and condensed into spiritual energy.
"Dozens of wisps of spiritual sense condensed into a wisp of soul thought. Spiritual sense is like mist, and soul thought is like water!"
Yu Yuan pondered and carefully sensed. His mind moved and he immediately understood a fact.
Spiritual sense could only sense the outside world and visualize the world in one's internal organs and acupoints. It had no offensive power.
At most, it could be poured into the scabbard and fused with spiritual energy, blood, and meridians to channel spiritual energy and blood.
Spiritual sense itself couldn't be used as a sharp blade to attack the enemy's soul. This was because spiritual sense was in the form of a light mist. It was too scattered and not condensed enough. Naturally, it couldn't effectively kill the enemy.
Soul thought was different.
Soul thought, or soul power, was the same as blood, blood, and spiritual energy. When concentrated, it could penetrate into the enemy's small world in the sea of consciousness and transform into sharp blades or lightning to directly attack the enemy's soul!
Only when soul thought was formed could a true soul battle begin!
The transformation of the Yin Spirit was the replacement of spiritual sense with soul thought in the illusory body of the Earth Soul. What flowed in the soul were wisps of soul power.
Soul thought flowed faster. Whether it was pouring into an item, releasing it outside, or inspecting one's body, it was ten times faster than spiritual sense!
Spiritual sense was refined into soul thought. This was a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change.
"So this is the process of the Earth Soul's transformation. Only after experiencing it can I understand its mysteries."
Yu Yuan's mind surged. All of his concentration and consciousness gathered on the Earth Soul in his Niwan acupoint, watching every little change that quietly occurred to the Earth Soul.
A long time later, his attention was diverted. He saw that the Heavenly Soul no longer took the initiative to devour Yin energy or make any unnecessary movements.
The Heavenly Soul only used another thought to guide the cultivation of the Fiend Demon Body Tempering Art. It collected Yin Sunflower Essence and merged it into its body bit by bit.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
The sound of the Nether River flowing in the Nether World suddenly became extremely loud. It penetrated his eardrums and woke him up abruptly.
He opened his eyes somewhat reluctantly.
Then he noticed that the raccoon-shaped ghost, Yuan Lianyao, and the Fiend Demon Cauldron had all left at some point while he was cultivating.
He and Yu Yiyi still couldn't communicate telepathically. He couldn't sense Yu Yiyi's existence.
"When did they all leave?"
Whoosh!
The tall, feminine, and handsome body of the Ghost King flew out of the Nether World's Nether World.
Under his eyes, the body of the Ghost King that was originally overflowing with Yin Sunflower Essence actually turned to dust and smoke in the air and slowly dissipated.
The body of the Serene Ghost King that had been sealed for who knows how many years dissipated and disappeared.
An extremely small portion of the Yin Sunflower Essence and remaining power in the body was absorbed by White Bones. It evolved into a Ghost King and its body of White Bones became even stronger.
The other portion of the Yin Sunflower Essence merged into Yu Yuan's body and helped him open seven acupoints in his chest.
There was also some Yin energy that scattered in this small silver-gray world. It mixed with the Yin energy from the Nether World's Nether World and continued to be absorbed and refined by Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan suddenly stared at the Nether World's Nether World.
There seemed to be millions of thoughts flying through the river like lightning.
"The source of the Yin vein!"
… …
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