Chapter 2418
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Rong Heyu hurriedly said this, and the avatar was quickly drawn away by the main body.
Like him, the fifty-eight soul balls shot out in all directions. It wouldn't take long for them to reunite with the main body.
The three-year period was only ending a few days earlier. Most of the soul balls didn't feel anything wrong.
"Xiaoxiao, I'll go find you when we get to the Eight Poles."
Only Small Gruel's mood was a little strange.
For some reason, his spirit shield changed again and again. It looked like it was going to turn into a horse, but in the end, it still condensed into a snake.
At the same time, a string in his heart was pulled, as if something related to him was undergoing a huge change!
If this feeling wasn't real, then how could he explain the strange godly sword that suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness?
Small Gruel didn't think that this was a special reward for completing the Void Spirit Snake.
Because whether it was the soul balls being thrown out of the Void Spirit Palace or the sudden appearance of this godly sword, it all happened before he lit up the last eye of the Void Spirit Snake!
It wasn't him who triggered these inheritance restrictions.
So, the person who obtained the Void Spirit Inheritance …
Was it …
Xiaoxiao?
Although he cast a quick glance at Zhen Xiaoxiao's Fantasy Soul Ball, Small Gruel's words didn't receive any response.
The Fantasy Soul Ball's consciousness seemed to be immersed in something else. It spread out a pair of silver wings and disappeared into the sea of stars with a whoosh!
On Xiaoxiao's body …
What happened?
With infinite curiosity and uneasiness. Shen Xuezhou's subsoul returned to his main body in the cold cave with his Void Spirit Snake and the strange longsword.
"Dream Intrusion!"
This time, Small Gruel didn't hesitate. He quickly entered a meditative state and prepared to send his subsoul into the Eight Poles as fast as possible!
At the same time, Zhen Xiaoxiao's subsoul also brought something that shocked her and fused with her main soul.
"What is this?"
Staring blankly at the silver-white steed that was entrenched in his sea of consciousness, Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression once again became exceptionally interesting!
"No! I have to find Huanhuan quickly and return this horse-shaped spirit shield to her. "
Her conscience was very uneasy.
But with the return of the Split Soul.
The surge in Zhen Xiaoxiao's cultivation could no longer be stopped!
Boundless spiritual energy gushed into her limbs like a storm. She had just stepped into the third step of the Leaving Aperture realm when she was in the ice palace, but at this moment, the energy in her Dan Sea surged again and again, allowing her to leap four levels and reach the Spirit Severing realm!
After all, the third step of a cultivator focused on refining essence.
Everything he had experienced in the Void Spirit Palace had become the cornerstone for him to ascend to the peak. He didn't even need the Void Spirit Nightmare Horse to share any more power.
As Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart thumped wildly, the Divinity Splitting Power condensed in front of his glabella skyrocketed! It seemed that the Spirit Avatar unique to Spirit Severing Stage cultivators was about to appear!
At the same time, she also felt … that outside of the Distant Flame Firmament, there was an even more ethereal and vast world that was summoning and receiving her divided soul!
"That's the Eight Extremities that Small Gruel mentioned!"
He jerked his head up.
As soon as he thought of Small Gruel, the uneasiness in Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart disappeared. Right! As long as she could reunite with Small Gruel in the Distant Flame Firmament, she would have someone to talk to about her uneasiness.
"Go!"
Although they had just parted ways, Zhen Xiaoxiao's strong longing for Little Congee made her impatiently condense her mental energy clone and send it up the dome with all her might!
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