So that people can only see the very small area next to themselves, no more than four or five feet in diameter.
However, one can feel the extreme height, breadth and grandeur of this hall.
These very contradictory feelings are intertwined together, giving people an almost insane feeling.
And all around, in the endless darkness, there seemed to be countless ghosts and ghosts hiding in it.
There were whispers and ghostly screams.
He even wants to choose someone to devour, and is extremely vicious.
In that endless darkness, there are countless ghosts and ghosts.
It gives the impression that this place is a ghost cave!
It's like hell.
But none of these can move the soul slave.
What shocked him the most was that he found that he was walking in this darkness at this time.
In his hand, he held a plain silver candlestick.
On top of the plain silver candlestick, the light was brilliant, illuminating a radius of four to five feet around it.
He also kept away all those ghosts and ghosts, so that they did not dare to get close!
But, this is not the most important.
What's more important is that at this time, the soul slave's mind was confused and confused.
He seemed to have no idea what he was doing here or why he was here.
He was horrified to find that his body seemed completely out of control.
I just moved forward step by step under the control of instinct.
The steps were heavy and slow, as if there was something extremely terrifying in front of him.
The soul slave dragged his heavy steps forward step by step.
He felt that his spirit was getting more and more chaotic, as if he was trapped in an abyss and swamp.
He desperately tried to break free, but it was all in vain and he couldn't do it!
Finally, after walking for who knows how long, surrounded by thousands of ghosts, he arrived at the deepest part of the hall.
At this time, a deep voice sounded: "Are you here?"
The moment he heard this voice, the soul slave suddenly shivered.
In his consciousness, certain memories suddenly awakened.
A voice in my heart shouted in horror: "Isn't this that day three hundred years ago?"
"Isn't this the day that changed my destiny three hundred years ago?"
The soul slave suddenly remembered.
The scene that happened at this time was exactly that day three hundred years ago!
Three hundred years ago, the previous master of the Soul-Destroying Hall was about to die. Knowing that his life span was over, he recruited him.
And the soul slave also knows what will happen next.
Next, when the Soul-Destroying Hall takes over as its master, he will be ordered to commit suicide.
Then, prepare to absorb all his soul power after his death to extend his life for another ten years.
And the soul slave also knows very well what he does!
When he thought about his response, he shuddered all over.
"I came to him pretending to be obedient."
"Crying and kowtow, thanking him for his grace in cultivating me over the years."
"Then, suddenly attack and kill him directly!"
"Not only was he not swallowed by it, it actually swallowed up his lifelong cultivation!"
"Although I was seriously injured and dying at the time, after I got some breathing time, not only did my strength recover, but I also improved rapidly!"
In an instant, the soul slave thought of these things in his mind.
Then, he had a question: "What on earth is going on? Why do I appear here?"
At this time, his mind was confused and he couldn't think clearly at all.
And he didn't have time to think about it.
Because at this moment, the deep voice had already sounded.
Heavy and hoarse, but with incomparable majesty:
"My life is approaching, and you are my soul slave."
"Now, commit suicide!"
"Die with me!"
The soul slave suddenly raised his head and met the eyes of the person who spoke.
The speaker was hidden in the endless darkness, and only those eyes could be seen.
Those eyes were old and full of fatigue.
Although he is old, he still carries an extremely powerful and coercive look that makes people tremble with fear just by looking at him.
Just like a lion that is old but still extremely powerful!
The soul slave's heart trembled, and he had no time to think of anything else.
Because he knew that if he didn't handle it correctly at this time, he could kill himself now!
So, he tried his best to recall his previous response, and put on the most humble smile on his face.
There is a deep sadness in the humility.
Suddenly his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees directly on the ground, moving his knees forward and crying loudly:
"Master, I can't bear to leave you! But if you ask me to commit suicide, I will commit suicide!"
"You gave me my life!"
He was crying and crying there, his voice was sad and sincere.
The Soul-Destroying Hall took over as the head of the Hall. Seeing his performance, he seemed to be very satisfied and nodded slowly.
His vitality has declined to the point where it is almost gone, and his whole body is in a state of decay.
Although he still retains great strength, he is unwilling to move. It seems that every move he makes is a huge drain on his life force.
He looked at the soul slave and said slowly: "You have such a childish heart, and I didn't waste my life on you."
The soul slave sneered in his heart: "You turned me into a soul slave and gave me my life?"
"That's nice to say! It's nothing more than enslaving me!"
"Now, you want to take back my life and extract my original soul power to extend your life?"
"Old man, stop dreaming!"
However, although he sneered in his heart, his face showed extreme gratitude.
He crawled forward to the master of the Soul-Destroying Hall, hugged his legs, and cried loudly.
Crying very sadly and full of reluctance.
But, just in the next moment!
The soul slave suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of ferocity, and even more intense murderous intent!
He flipped his wrist!
Although he had just taken possession of this body, she seemed to have been familiar with it for countless years.
Naturally, he also knows what is hidden in his sleeves!
With a flip of his wrist, a plain white dagger about a foot long appeared in his hand.
The plain white dagger looks ordinary.
It even feels like a country child tying himself up with stones, pig iron, and straw ropes.
Extremely simple and crude.
However, at the tip of the dagger, there was a small black hole vortex, which was constantly rotating.
There seems to be an infinite tide of power gushing and gushing inside!
Especially this kind of power gives people the feeling that their souls are about to be absorbed into it at a glance!
Obviously, this dagger has caused profound damage to the soul.
And for people like Soul Extinguisher Hall who specialize in cultivating souls, the damage will naturally be extremely severe.
The next moment, the dagger stabbed into the lower abdomen of the Master of the Soul-Destroying Hall without any hindrance.
