Qin Yu came to the Soul Taming Sect with full expectations.
I thought I could find a way to control the heavenly clan and even the souls of gods and demons in the Soul Controlling Sect, but I didn't expect that I would directly step into a desperate situation.
Moreover, this time is different from before, there is no hope of escape at all.
Judging from the current situation, even if it turns into a resentful spirit, it will definitely become a great supplement to the bloodline of the Celestial Clan.
In other words, we have now entered the land of ten deaths and no life!
Qin Yu was also stunned when he came to this conclusion.
It seemed that after careful consideration and consideration, he could not see any hope of survival.
Resentful soul…
Great tonic!
I'm afraid that the three-layer formation is not a test, but those who can pass it are suitable to be refined into Yunhun.
Qin Yu's pupils dilated and he looked ahead with a stiff face.
Even though he had gone through countless hardships of life and death, he was still moved by the desperate situation before him.
Because, from now on, he lives to wait for death.
In such a desperate situation, 500 million would make people crazy.
Qin Yu could still keep calm because he was in an extraordinary state of mind, while some monks had begun to go crazy, sometimes crying and sometimes shouting, completely losing their previous fairy-like spirit and feeling of being superior.
The first monk to pass was also as calm as Qin Yu. He also remained calm, but his face turned a little pale and he was obviously desperate.
In this deserted land, every quarter of an hour feels like a day.
As time passed, the monks began to fall into hysteria, and the entire desolate place was filled with despair.
"Ahhhhh!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!!"
"Let me go, let me go, I'll do whatever I want..."
Sounds like this almost never stop.
Qin Yu did not join in, but his heart was calm, because he knew that in such a situation, it would be useless even to shout to the sky. It would be better to close his eyes and rest his mind, thinking of a way out of trouble.
The world passes silently.
In the blink of an eye, it is already a year later.
At this time, the desolate place was already silent, and a few wailing sounds could be heard from time to time.
All the screaming monks shut their mouths and seemed to accept the status quo.
But Qin Yu knew that this situation was only temporary, or in other words, they were still in the first state.
Over the years, Qin Yu has experienced life and death, and naturally knows that facing death also has a process.
From the initial hysteria to a brief lull, after this period of time has passed, there will be a long period of struggle and hysteria, then it will calm down again, and then it will struggle again...
After repeating it several times, or even dozens of times, you will become completely desperate. By then, you will be no different from the walking dead.
Qin Yu has thought of countless methods over the past year, but the final results were all dead ends.
"Ahhh!"
"Who will save me? I am..."
"I don't want to die. I curse the Soul Controlling Sect that you will be dug up three feet into the ground one day!"
"This is an illusion. It must be an illusion. There is no reason for the Soul Controlling Sect to use the first ten of us to refine resentful souls." A monk murmured from time to time.
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As Qin Yu expected, after a short period of calm, many monks began to roar hysterically again. Some monks directly thought that this was an illusion...
Qin Yu had also carefully examined and felt whether it was an illusion.
But the answer is no, this is not an illusion, but a real existence.
Because if it was an illusion, with his knowledge of battle techniques, he would definitely be able to detect some flaws.
But everything he experienced after being taken away by the old man had no flaws.
Moreover, Qin Yu found that the Naxu Ring on his body was gone, but fortunately all the important items were in his body.
It's a pity that Qin Yu has that imprisoning power in his body and can't feel it at all.
"Awaiting death?"
"I have experienced six years of despair in Tianqi Sect!"
"In the ghost realm, my soul was blasted into pieces and reassembled!"
"I went through thousands of years of suffering during the tombkeeper assessment in the tombstone space of the Tomb of Gods and Demons."
"I thought that after rebirth, I would be able to walk my own path, be able to take revenge, and be able to solve the mystery of my life experience, but I didn't expect that everything would be back to the starting point!"
"Six years in the past, now...countless years!" Qin Yu said bitterly. Although there was power in his body, Qin Yu's lifespan was still extremely long.
In other words, he has to wait for death in these long years!
"Ah!" Suddenly, a cry came from the distance. Qin Yu slowly turned his head and looked at the monk not far away, with a bitter look on his face.
Ten years later.
All the young geniuses who were originally high-spirited have become decadent, and some have gone through it several times and become completely desperate.
But in the thirteenth year, the sound of wailing in the desolate land reappeared...
In this way, it repeats over and over again, as if time does not exist here.
Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The monks seemed to have accepted the current situation, all with their heads hanging down and their hair disheveled, waiting for death to come.
In the fiftieth year.
As if it was the last struggle, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling sounded again in the desolate land, some even cried and laughed sometimes, already going crazy.
But Qin Yu has been in the stage of closing his eyes and concentrating, and never screamed from the beginning to the end.
Although waiting for death is desperate, it is almost routine for Qin Yu.
In the sixtieth year, a desiccated corpse in the distance that had been silent for an unknown number of years suddenly emitted billowing evil aura.
The whole space was filled with sounds like howling ghosts and wolves.
At this time, the man in gray robe with high cheekbones appeared again and took the man away...
The people who came with Qin Yu seemed to have given up completely and did not make any sound.
In the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred years later.
Because the Soul Control Sect has outer disciples for assessment every hundred years, new disciples should be sent in every hundred years.
When a monk came in with ten unconscious monks and imprisoned them one by one, Qin Yu also despaired.
Over the past hundred years, he has been waiting and watching to see if this is an illusion or reality.
The monk who was sent this time had no intention of making Qin Yu give up. All this was real and not an illusion.
In other words, after finally entering the world of gods and demons, he was going to die here because of a mistake.
Qin Yu had a wry smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a strange determination and persistence that went deep into his soul.
"I need to stay calm. With my lifespan, I can live for countless years, and my three Tao bodies are traveling. Sooner or later, they will find me." Qin Yu murmured in his heart.
This thought kept Qin Yu calm at all times.
Soon, not long after, the same sound of howling ghosts and wolves sounded again, and the desolate place that had been quiet for a long time became "lively" again.
These cries of ghosts and howls of wolves completely shattered the last hopes of other monks...
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yu has been trapped here for one hundred and ten years.
On this day, in a certain hall of the Soul Control Sect.
"How long do you think these two junior brothers can last?"