The sudden change did not make Qin Yu feel too much. The matter has reached this point, and it is useless to express more. It is better to find ways to improve the current situation.
Before, everyone among the hundred people was in a daze, but he was the only one who was whipped. Because of that whip, Tian Shuzi used him to scare the monkeys... After retorting a few words, he was sent to "serve" this little ancestor...
However, Qin Yu didn't even see the little ancestor, and was thrown directly into a sea of fire. This sea of fire was not an ordinary sea of fire, but was made of condensed soul fire...
If an ordinary person is thrown into this soul fire, if the divine soul is not strong, the soul will fly away. However, since Qin Yu can pass the test of the mysterious man who inherited the stone pillar of the Yin Sheng Yang Death Sect, how can the divine soul be comparable to ordinary people?
On this day, Qin Yu lay in the sea of soul fire for the fourth day. He put aside all thoughts, guarded his mind, and resisted the invasion of the soul fire...
at the same time.
The edge of the sea of soul fire.
"How can a human monk persist for four days? And he is still at the second level of Taoism?" A boy who looked only eight or nine years old looked at the sea of soul fire in front of him and said in surprise. What is frightening is that this boy did not
His eyes, to be precise, there were only two gray-black flames beating in the eye sockets, which looked extremely strange.
"Yes, I am also very surprised. Logically speaking... the second level of the Tao realm has not yet condensed the soul, but this son's soul is comparable to the fifth level of the Tao realm, or even the peak of the Tao realm. It is incredible!"
Next to the boy, stood an old man in black robes. The old man had a thin face and sunken eyes. He looked as if he had half a foot in the coffin.
"It's a pity that he's a human, otherwise... I'd rather throw him into Rakshasa purgatory... If I could have a Rakshasa guard like the Tianlu... who would dare to despise me, Xing Mingzi?" The look in the boy's eyes
The gray flames danced violently.
In the Heavenly Ghost Alliance, human monks are not allowed to be reused. They can only become slaves throughout their lives, driven and enslaved by the Heavenly Ghosts. Therefore, the status of humans in the Heavenly Ghost Alliance is as low as grass, and over the years, almost no one has been able to leave alive.
The old man in black robe standing aside glanced at the boy. After pondering for a long time, he slowly said: "Little ancestor, this boy does have a certain chance of becoming a Rakshasa. It is not impossible to turn him into a ghost...!
"
The boy was startled, frowned and said, "What method do you mean?"
"Yes, but... the price is too high, and the chance of success is not high. However, if this kid can persist in the sea of soul fire for half a month... I am qualified to spend money on him!" the old man in black robe said thoughtfully.
The child Xing Mingzi's eyes flickered, and after a long while, he said: "Okay! Keep an eye on it, if he can survive half a month, no matter what, I will make him into a ghost! As long as he has this strength, I can do everything I can to help him
If I can become a Rakshasa, as long as I have a Rakshasa to protect me, who will dare to look down on me, Xing Mingzi, in the future?"
In this sea of soul fire, Qin Yu clung to his mind and allowed the soul fire to burn his soul. It was not without reason that he was able to pass the test of the mysterious and powerful Di Tian in the inheritance stone tablet.
Under the Divine Soul Refining Technique, Qin Yu's soul is much tougher than others. Especially after entering the third realm of the Divine Soul Refining Technique, the Soul Shaping Realm, his soul can be compared with the peak Taoist monks.
Comparable.
It can be said that if Qin Yu masters more soul attacks, he will be worthy even when facing the peak Taoist monks, at least in the battle of souls!
However, if Qin Yu is awake at this time, he will find that his soul is much smaller than before after being smelted by the soul fire. However, the soul that was originally mostly gray now becomes distinctly gray.
It is a symbol of the soul being tempered!
Like Qin Yu, Zhuhuang also endured the burning of the soul fire. However, Daohong's terrifying formation refined Zhuhuang for countless years without success. This shows how tough Zhuhuang's soul is, so this soul fire has no effect on Zhuhuang.
As far as Zhuhuang is concerned, it's just child's play.
Ever since he came to the Heavenly Ghost Alliance, Zhuhuang has been thinking about how to escape from Qin Yu's control. Although this is a desperate situation for Qin Yu, for Zhuhuang this is definitely a place of great fortune!!
If he could devour other heavenly ghosts... he would undoubtedly make his own soul stronger... But the thunder mark was endless and suppressed Zhuhuang so much that he couldn't even move...
"If...he dies here, maybe I have a chance to escape." Zhuhuang was thinking in his mind. It has to be said that the sudden arrival of the Heavenly Ghost Alliance not only disrupted Qin Yu's plan, but also destroyed Zhuhuang's.
All plans were disrupted.
"Everything can only wait and see what happens." After Zhuhuang hesitated for a long time, he thought to himself that as long as he had the chance, he would definitely break free from the suppression of the Thunder Mark at all costs.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yu has been in this sea of soul fire for half a month.
"Second level Taoist, he stayed in the sea of soul fire for half a month. If this spreads out, I'm afraid no one will believe it. Mr. Yai, it's almost time to bring him out." The boy stared at the sea of soul fire.
, with a hint of excitement in his words.
The old man in black robe disappeared in a blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was holding Qin Yu, who had his eyes closed tightly in his hand and still guarded his mind.
"Just kill his body, smash his soul and throw it into the soul refining pond. I can't wait for this person to become a ghost!" The boy licked his lips and whispered.
"Little Ancestor... This person's soul is beyond ordinary people. He should easily become a heavenly ghost. Once he enters Rakshasa Purgatory... If he can really become a Rakshasa, then this son's future will be immeasurable. When he grows up to be strong enough,
...I'm afraid it will be difficult to control, but if you can keep his body alive, no matter how strong you are in the future, you will have to be loyal to you, my little ancestor." The old man in black robes' eyes flashed slightly and he said in a low voice.
Xing Mingzi's eyes flickered. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Just do what you said, Mr. Jai!"
Qin Yu, who was guarding his mind, suddenly felt a strong death crisis. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt that his soul was forcibly shattered by an external force...
Are you going to die?
This was Qin Yu's last thought, and he fell into endless darkness!
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a year, it seemed like a hundred years, it seemed like millions of years...
"who I am?"
"who I am?"
In a mysterious space, countless weak voices sounded... Qin Yu's soul turned into countless fragments, floating in a mysterious space. Because the soul turned into fragments, all of Qin Yu's memories turned into countless pieces.
fragments...
To a certain extent, Qin Yu was in a state of confusion at this time. Fortunately, this mysterious space was filled with some kind of vitality, which made the remaining soul instinctively absorb this power...
And this power contains many residual soul fragments, most of which have been wiped out of consciousness and allowed to be swallowed by Qin Yu's residual soul...
I don't know how long it took.
Qin Yu's soul, which had been transformed into countless fragments, was reunited, but today's soul is completely different from the past...
In the past, after entering the Soul Shaping Realm, the third realm of Divine Soul Refining Art, Qin Yu shaped the shape of the Divine Soul into a knife shape... But now his Divine Soul is more like being pieced together from countless fragments!
"who I am?"
Qin Yu shook his head vigorously, and some fragmented memories came to his mind.
"Xing Chenzi, the master of the Tianqi Sect's library...Qin Yu of the Wu Kingdom...Hunyuanzi, the ancient sage...Li Youcai, the god of death...The Immortal Emperor Xumi...Which one is me?"