There were many doors in the world. Before you opened them, you would never know what was behind them.
For example, when Yang Xuan saw the scene behind the door, he was stunned.
It was a huge basin. Black mist filled the basin, and densely packed buildings could be vaguely seen.
They were standing on a cliff. The black rocks were in all kinds of strange shapes, which made people's hearts numb.
The basin was so big that it was equivalent to a city.
"Come in!" The black shadow floated in the air. The crow flapped its wings, but no sound came out.
"This is … the Ten Thousand Soul Sea?" Yang Xuan stepped into the door. The door behind him closed silently, leaving no trace.
"This is the Soul Hall." The black shadow said and caught the crow back.
"Caw."
The crow was probably protesting again, but Yang Xuan wasn't sure, because the black shadow plucked another feather from the crow.
"I always thought that the building outside was the Soul Hall." Yang Xuan said.
"That's the door of the Soul Hall. This is the real Soul Hall." The black shadow threw the feather out.
The black feather spun in the air and then suddenly became as big as a small boat.
Yang Xuan looked at the strange scene in front of him and frowned.
"Come on, I'll take you to the Ten Thousand Soul Sea." The black shadow stepped on the feather first and said.
"Caw!" The crow cawed. Looking at it, it was probably warning Yang Xuan not to step on its feather.
Yang Xuan ignored it and stepped on it.
The feather flew up steadily and slowly descended to the city in the basin.
When it flew closer, Yang Xuan saw the black city, and the black clothed Soul Apprentices.
It was orderly.
In front of a tall tower, the feather stopped and then slowly descended.
"The Ten Thousand Soul Sea is inside." The black shadow said lightly.
The door opened automatically, but it was shrouded in a faint black mist. The scene inside couldn't be seen clearly.
The black shadow made a gesture to invite him in.
"I think the Ten Thousand Soul Sea is a sea. This tower … can it fit in the sea?" Yang Xuan asked as he walked.
"Who told you that the Myriad Soul Sea is a sea?" The black figure didn't move.
"Isn't that so?"
"No!"
Yang Xuan didn't ask any more questions. He stood in front of the door for a moment before stepping in.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he stepped into the black fog, he seemed to hear a long sigh.
It felt like deja vu!
Just as he had this thought, he felt the ground beneath his feet become empty.
Then, he fell down like a stone, faster and faster, faster and faster!
Yang Xuan tried to circulate his spiritual energy, but there was no response.
"Pay attention to your feet!" He inexplicably remembered Chi Kong's words.
The next moment, he smashed into the ground and ate a mouthful of mud.
What f * cking sea!
Yang Xuan complained. Then, he rubbed his sore knees and stood up.
However, he soon understood why this place was called the Myriad Soul Sea.
This was an ocean of souls, and there were wandering souls everywhere. They were in groups, and there was no end in sight.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath. The weak Nascent Soul in his dantian was ready to move.
At the same time, the Earth Pearl that had been lying dormant in his body was also restless.
"Come!"
Yang Xuan opened his arms.
Boom!
The Myriad Soul Sea was in chaos.
…
Just as Yang Xuan began to absorb the soul energy, the crow looked at the uninvited guest in front of it and trembled a little as it retreated.
"Why?" The person asked, his voice like pig iron rubbing against each other.
"Why what?" The black figure stroked the crow's back and asked calmly.
"The Myriad Soul Sea!" The person looked at the door behind the black figure.
The door was made of bronze and covered in a bronze color. It looked ancient and weathered.
The black figure stretched out his hand. The crow cawed and flew away, as if it had been pardoned.
"If you have to ask why for everything, what's the point of it?"
The person looked at the place where the crow disappeared and said calmly, "There has to be a reason."
"If you really want a reason, I can make one up for you." The black figure said seriously.
"Sure!" The person nodded, as if he just needed a reason, whether it was true or not.
"Then why don't you say … I think he can." The black figure thought for a while and said.
"That doesn't seem like a reason you made up." The person paused and said, "What if he can't?"
"You believe a reason I made up?" The black figure didn't sound like he was laughing.
"I believe!" The person turned and walked away.
"However, I don't believe him. No one in the Corpse Hall believes him."
"That's your problem. It has nothing to do with me." The black figure replied calmly.
"Maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong. But I won't change my mind. "The voice gradually faded away and finally disappeared.
"Heh, I won't either." The black figure mumbled, but no one knew who he was talking to.
The Sacred Palace!
The Sacred Servant stood under the throne, motionless.
"He went in?" The Sacred Palace's voice came from above, extremely majestic.
"Yes, the Azure Sky Saint Son has already entered the Myriad Soul Sea." The Sacred Servant said.
"Let's see what happens." The Sacred Palace said, and then said, "When he comes out, give him four more Sacred Guards. Hmm, seven to ten."
"He doesn't want them!" The Sacred Servant replied, "I mentioned it before, but he refused."
"Why?" The Sacred Palace asked, but there wasn't much surprise in his voice.
"He didn't say. Maybe he feels guilty."
"Guilty? What does he have to feel guilty about? "
"As far as I know, he's a sentimental person. Twenty-three and Twenty-four have been with him for such a long time. He must have some feelings for them." The Sacred Servant sighed.
"This shortcoming needs to be changed." The Sacred Palace said calmly, "Sentimental is not a good habit. It's easy to be taken advantage of."
The Sacred Servant didn't say anything, as if he knew the Sacred Palace would say that.
"Also, arrange a stronger group of guards for him." The Sacred Palace's voice came again.
"I'm afraid he won't accept." The Sacred Servant said.
"That's his business!" The Sacred Palace's voice was very calm. "This incident has reminded us. Northern Frontier Ice Palace dared to attack the Sacred Palace's Sacred Son. I'm afraid they already have a plan."
"As far as I know, this incident started because Sacred Son Qing Tian killed their people first." The Sacred Servant said.
"Ha, you're too naive. Ice Palace dared to attack Qing Tian just because he killed an Empty God Realm Elder? Don't you think it's strange? "The Sacred Palace said coldly.
"It's strange." The Sacred Servant thought for a while and said, "I'll send someone to investigate."
"No need. When Qing Tian comes out of the Ten Thousand Soul Sea, I want to see how he'll deal with this."
"The Sacred Son might not let it go." The Sacred Servant said.
"That's exactly what I want." The Sacred Palace said, "It's not good for me to show up. Let him make a fuss. The bigger the fuss, the better. I want to see what he's up to."
Time flew by. Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
Ten Thousand Soul Sea.
Amidst the dense soul waves, a shrill shriek suddenly rang out.
"Ah!!!"
In the next moment, the soul waves that had formed a whirlpool seemed to have been hit by a huge force. They instantly scattered outwards, revealing the person inside.
His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were red. From time to time, he would emit a bloodthirsty red glow.
Immense pain attacked Yang Xuan's nerves like a tidal wave. He couldn't help but look up at the sky and scream.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul in his dantian had finally grown into the appearance of a middle-aged man.
Advanced Nascent Soul Stage, Peak!
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