When Gondola landed, Angor looked around. The scenery here was almost the same as when he first came here. It was still an ordinary forest with nothing special about it apart from the lush greenery.
Finally, Angor's gaze landed on a cliff wall.
He clearly remembered that the path to the Valley of Souls was inside the wall. When he first came here, he was still a level-1 apprentice, so he couldn't understand the mystery behind the wall. Now, however, he could clearly sense the faint aura of an illusion on the wall.
"So it's an illusion array. There aren't any illusion nodes, but I can still see how it works." Angor narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the patterns on the wall.
Before he could do anything, Sunders knocked on Angor's head with a finger. "Take a look. This illusion array isn't powerful, but the traps here are beyond your imagination. If you keep studying it, you'll be considered an intruder, and you'll get yourself killed. "
A wizard's territory was considered his or her Promised Territory, and the security around it would be unimaginable. Once someone broke through the defense line, a wizard would rather destroy his or her territory than let an outsider get in.
Angor's action was a taboo.
Sunders released a small light dot from his finger and sent it into the cliff wall. In the next moment, a small crack appeared on the wall, revealing a winding path that looked like a natural chasm.
Following Sunders' warning, Angor didn't do anything unnecessary on the way.
Soon, they arrived at the Valley of Souls, which was shrouded in mist.
The reason why the Valley of Souls looked so misty was because there were too many translucent souls here. Men, women, old, and young, all of them were naked. Young and beautiful souls were fine, but most of them were ugly, hideous, or old.
When Angor first came here with Sunders, the souls all turned to look at Angor instead of Sunders.
But now, when they sensed Angor's powerful soul aura, they didn't dare to approach him, let alone look at him directly.
This meant that Angor's soul was as strong as a wizard's.
"Mister Phantom, my master requests your presence." A naked human girl wearing a maid's apron walked over and kissed Sunders' boots.
Sunders frowned. "Lead the way."
In the middle of the Valley of Souls, there was a Magus Tower. He didn't find anything wrong with the tower when he first came here. But now, he realized that the tower was made of Requiem Stones.
This was a Ranked Demonic Material. It had the effect of soothing the soul, and it would last for a long time.
If he had the Requiem Stone, he wouldn't have needed the Soul Floret to store Freud's soul. The Requiem Stone alone was more than enough to keep Freud's soul safe. There was no need to build a Church of the Deceased.
However, Requiem Stones came from the Soul Plane and were extremely valuable. He searched the entire underground market but failed to find any, so he had to settle for the next best thing.
What he didn't expect was that Nessie's wizard tower was built entirely out of Requiem Stone. It could be called a soul tower.
No wonder there were so many souls in the valley. With the Soul Tower to soothe them, they wouldn't have to worry about dissipating.
This time, Nessie didn't receive them in his lab. Instead, he chose to meet them in an old-looking hall on the top floor of the tower.
There was no light in the hall, so they could only see what was going on through the window.
Nessie was sitting on a long sofa in the middle of light and darkness, which made his pale face look even older.
"What? My old friend, you brought your disciple here to show off, didn't you? " Nessie's voice was hoarse. He took out a match and lit up the oil lamp on the table.
The dim light only lasted for two or three meters. Nessie sat on the sofa, and the light cast his shadow into the darkness.
"What's there to show off?" Sunders sat across from Nessie. He crossed his legs and placed his cane on his lap. He took off his white gloves and put them in his chest pocket. Under the illumination of the fire, Sunders' face looked more masculine.
"You're just as noble as you used to be. I'm ashamed of myself." Nessie shook his head. "As for showing off?"
Nessie looked at Angor, who was standing behind Sunders. Angor's face looked different from the last time he came here. But everything was going well, including his appearance, strength, temperament, and appearance.
"You mean Angor? He doesn't need to show off. It's the truth. "Sunders didn't try to be humble at all.
Nessie humphed in annoyance.
"You're not here for anything good. You're either pissing me off or making me work for free." Ness leaned back on the sofa and asked a maid who was almost naked to lean against him. He pinched the maid's big breasts hard and said, "Tell me. What do you want from me?"
Sunders glanced at Angor. "I'm here because of Angor —"
Nessie stopped him with a "stop" gesture. "Last time, you asked me to help Angor identify the meridians in his soul, and you cost me years' worth of soul energy. This time, stop talking. I don't want to hear anything about him! "
Sunders remained silent.
Nessie felt like he had just won a battle. He looked very pleased with himself.
"Fine, let's not talk about Angor." Sunders spoke again. "Let's talk about your student then."
"My student? Who? Saka? " Nessie curled his lips. "What's there to talk about? He's always fiddling with his third star. Huh? Did he offend you?"
Sunders shook his head. "I'm not asking about him. Tell me about Hookdick."
At the mention of Hookdick, Ness looked impatient. "And you said you're not here to show off? I don't know how Hookdick died, but there are so many clues. It's easy to figure it out."
Ness stared at Angor for a while before he spoke again. "So you've won."
Angor pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Nessie said that he wouldn't interfere with Angor and Hookdick's business, but Angor still felt a little uneasy. If he were in Nessie's shoes, he wouldn't be so calm when facing his student's murderer.
Still, Angor knew that Nessie didn't really care about his student, which was why Nessie didn't care much about Hookdick's death.
"I heard that Hookdick once went to Soul Soil?"
"Yes. Does that have anything to do with your visit?" Nessie looked at Sunders curiously.
"It's a bit related. Did Hookdick learn any soul techniques in the Soul Soil? Or should I say, the meridians of his soul? "
Angor was a little uneasy when Sunders directly stated his purpose. He could always ask Nessie in a roundabout way, but would Nessie really tell him the truth?
But Angor was worried for nothing. Nessie didn't think too much about Sunders' question. As far as Nessie was concerned, he never thought that something could deprive someone of the knowledge of a law.
"He did learn something about the soul, but he didn't gather enough law power," Nessie sighed. Speaking of this, Ness sighed with emotion. "Hookdick's talent in the soul is indeed not bad. It's enough to see that he was able to comprehend the network of laws in a soul garden with restricted laws."
If he could witness the birth of a Soul Garden, he might have been able to learn everything about the soul. It's a pity that even with such talent, even his soul couldn't escape. "
Hookdick was indeed a genius. It was almost impossible for him to comprehend a sequence of laws in a mature Sorcerer's Garden, but he had managed to do it. If he didn't have a grudge against Angor, he might have become a wizard or even a truth-finder.
"Then do you know what the final effect of the soul sequence he learned was?" Sunders pressed.
"You mean the Soul Art?" Nessie considered. "It's a very common spell called Path of Soul Link. It's a spell that all Soul Manipulators have to learn when they become wizards. Hookdick only learned it when he was an apprentice. "
The so-called Way of the Soul Dimension was actually to construct a mysterious and mysterious passage between two spaces that were attached to the human body, but also detached from the human body.
The tunnel connected the Soul Realm and the mind space.
But Nessie soon realized that the tunnel was meaningless. The Soul Realm and the mind space were fundamentally different. What was the point of building a bridge between them?
However, this spell was a must-learn spell for all Soul Sorcerers.
It was the second core spell for all Soul Manipulators, apart from Soul Furnace.
What he meant was that once he learned this spell, even if he used the Soul Ribbon Technique to leave his body, he would still be able to sense the existence of the mind space in his soul form.
Normally, a soul couldn't cast any spells because there was no mana or place to construct cantrip models. However, if a bridge was built between the Soul Realm and the mind space, it would allow a soul to use mana to cast spells.
However, although the soul could use this to cast spells, it did not mean that the soul could also cultivate.
While using Soul Ribbon, the soul could use mana in the mind space, but it could only use the mana in the mana pool. If the soul didn't return to the body, the mana pool would never grow.
One of the drawbacks of Soul Meditation was that it couldn't be used as a soul.
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