Chu Yan's strange expression, in Huang Si's eyes, was that he was petrified and frightened.
Weren't you very proud before? Didn't you kill people without batting an eyelid? Didn't you kill people of the same level as you would a chicken or a dog? Didn't you even kill the Earth Yuan realm because of your arrangements in advance?
Now, let you experience the great horror!
Huang Si laughed ferociously and shook his head.
The petals of that huge Wraith Crossing the Sea flower were all swollen red at this moment.
The stamens are also very straight.
Each human head opened its mouth, and whimpering sounds came from the mouth.
At this moment, the light all around became dim and full of despair.
A strong bloody and rancid smell penetrated Chu Yan's nostrils at this time.
Lowering his head, Chu Yan saw the source of the rancid smell and knew what it was, restraining him at this moment.
They were rotting, headless corpses in ragged clothes.
These corpses, as if soaked in mud, are constantly rising from the ground at this moment, some are just outlines, and some have been fully exposed.
Some of these corpses were wrapped around Chu Yan's arms.
Some hugged Chu Yan's thighs.
Some of them hugged Chu Yan's waist.
Moreover, they continued to gather from all around, crawling towards Chu Yan, trying to climb onto his body and cover him.
"It really... stinks."
Chu Yan frowned.
The power of these dead souls is unexpectedly great.
The arm that seemed as dry as wood, with all the flesh and blood shed, turned out to be as if it were made of copper poured into iron.
At this time, he grabbed Chu Yan's wrist and asked him to turn it, but he couldn't.
After a while, the mountain of corpses piled up buried Chu Yan up to his neck and submerged his chest, leaving only his head exposed.
"Is your sea of consciousness ready?"
Huang Si laughed ferociously and shook his head suddenly.
In an instant, all the heads in the Wraith Crossing Flower opened their mouths and let out a scream that could pierce a person's eardrums.
These sounds turned into tentacles, rotting and dripping thick juice, all attacking towards Chu Yan.
"Disgusting." Chu Yan said in his heart.
These tentacles suddenly disappeared when they were less than a foot away from Chu Yan.
The next moment, Chu Yan felt a chill spreading from the back of his head to his whole body.
"Close your eyes and enjoy the fear before death!" Huang Si laughed loudly.
Chu Yan slowly closed his eyes.
At this time, the spreading cold made the skin all over his body appear as white as frost.
He could feel that the dead souls in the sea of consciousness were laughing, crying, wailing, moaning, gnashing their teeth, and cursing fiercely.
Carrying hatred, they continued to sink into Chu Yan's sea of consciousness.
Huang Si could also see Chu Yan's sea of consciousness through the dead soul at this moment.
She likes to watch the process of a monk's consciousness being destroyed.
Constantly corrupting, decaying, and then turning into her strength.
"Your consciousness is so strong."
"It's not an exaggeration to say that you are the strongest I have ever seen in your class."
"It would be a pity to kill you like this."
"But there's nothing I can do about it. You made me lose my body today."
"If I don't avenge this revenge, how can I hold my head high and behave like a human being in the future?"
"Are you very scared now? Are you scared and want to beg for mercy?"
"It's useless. Even if you kneel down and beg me now, I won't spare you."
"Very good, very good, we are about to enter the deepest part of your sea of consciousness."
"These dead souls will take root in the deepest part of your consciousness and then sprout."
"Wherever the soul of the dead goes, your sea of consciousness will continue to be destroyed."
"At the beginning, you will feel pain and have a splitting headache."
"But don't worry, this process won't last long."
"Because it only takes a while, as the sea of consciousness is destroyed, and you will become a fool."
"Idiots don't feel pain, you know that."
"That way, I'm giving you an advantage."
"Hey, what is this?"
Suddenly, Huang Si changed his words and made a confused sound.
Chu Yan knew that at this time, Huang Si followed the group of dead souls and saw the seal in his sea of consciousness.
"Why are there still these circles in your sea of consciousness?"
"There are also inscriptions on it."
"But I don't understand. It seems you have had some adventure."
It's normal for Huang Si not to recognize that this is a seal.
As disciples from the sect, the Great Demon in Transformation and the Heavenly Mind Realm monk are both legendary existences.
It would be strange if he could recognize the seal jointly set by the Great Transformation Demon and the Heavenly Mind Realm cultivator in Chu Yan's Consciousness Sea.
"It seems like this should be something good. Well, when you die, I will dig it out. It belongs to me now." Huang Si said matter-of-factly.
"Take it away, take it away quickly, I don't want this thing." Chu Yan thought to himself.
Continue down.
A moment later, an even more surprising voice came from Huang Si.
This time, she almost screamed.
"What is this? A portal!"
“What an ancient smell!”
"This is an adventure! This is an adventure!"
"That's great, that's great!"
"I, Huang Cong, lost my body, but it didn't take long for me to have an adventure!"
"This portal must come from ancient times!"
"And I can also feel the breath of the undead above!"
"If I get it, my strength will definitely make a qualitative leap!"
"Go! Get it for me!"
Although Huang Si had her eyes closed at the moment, her face was almost bursting with excitement and impatience.
When she screamed, the large group of dead souls roared loudly and rushed towards the gate of hell.
Huang Si believes that this is her chance.
Her good day has finally arrived!
Facing the aura of the undead, this group of dead souls also felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy.
They want to swallow it and give themselves a boost.
"You are mine!"
Following Huang Si's loud roar, the tentacle-like dead souls in Chu Yan's sea of consciousness all gathered together, like an old tree with entangled roots. In an instant, they intertwined and condensed into a big hand, grabbing hard towards the gate of hell.
The palm is huge, even bigger than the gate of hell.
At this moment, Chu Yan's sea of consciousness seemed to be oppressed by a terrifying aura that covered the sky and the sun.
Just when his palm pressed against the gate of hell.
In the gate of hell, there was a glimmer of light.
The next moment, a voice that seemed to have been sleeping for a long time sounded faintly.
The voice is slightly similar to Chu Yan.
"roll."
Just one word.
But it carries a huge majesty just like the ancient times.
Crackling!
In an instant, the tentacles made of intertwined souls quickly collapsed, exploded, and were annihilated.
Fingers, palms, wrists, arms——
In an instant, it disappeared into ashes.
The group of dead souls didn't even have a chance to scream, struggle, or express their fear!