Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"When the War of the Gods happened suddenly, I had no choice but to entrust it to others. I thought that if I could come back, I would lift the curse on it."

"But I soon fell here. Fortunately, I left a ray of soul in the bronze mirror in advance. As long as someone picks it up, I can use this ray of soul to find all spirits."

"I never thought that this divine soul would harm all souls."

"After I fell, someone suppressed me here. I didn't know that person's purpose at first, but when I felt the breath of all spirits, I found that it was trapped in the sacrifice array..."

"I don't know why that man wants all the souls to be sacrificed?"

"So I forcibly broke through this shackles and wanted to save all souls, but the power of my soul had almost dissipated during the suppression. Fortunately, you are here, and I can only call you to save all souls."

"My child, the war between the gods can unite all people and allow those with evil intentions to take advantage of the opportunity to profit. Those who suppress me must have a darker purpose."

"I'm afraid this conspiracy started before the war of the gods. I can't help you much. I can only give you a inheritance in exchange for saving all the spirits."

"We, the Wanling clan, only recognize one master in our lives, so I will leave a wealth for Wanling and its owner. When you enter the sky, you will know where the things are hidden."

"Child, don't tell Wanling that you have seen me."

There was a sadness in that last sentence.

Feng Qingran listened quietly to a mother's story.

The voice in the bronze mirror sounded again, "Child, as long as you break me, you will be able to save all souls. I hope you can escape successfully."

"If you break the bronze mirror, will your soul disappear?" Feng Qingran asked softly.

"My main body has long since dissipated in the world, and I am very satisfied to be able to see all the spirits in my last thought." The voice in the bronze mirror sounded compassionate and soft.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Feng Qingran's clear eyes.

"Sister Feng, there seems to be a breath approaching here." Feng Jingyue said in a milky voice.

Feng Qingran immediately stopped hesitating and walked towards the bronze mirror. Just when she was about to break the bronze mirror, she found something as heavy as billions of kilograms pressing on her, preventing her from moving at all.

Feng Qingran was keenly aware of a cold gaze behind her, looking at her.

"Feng Qingran, you really found this place?"

"Should I call you Nine-Headed Weiying? Or should I call you Youming Kun?" Feng Qingran asked coldly when she heard the voice behind her.

"Hahaha... you can call me whatever you want, after all, they are both me."

The nine-headed phantom baby flashed to Feng Qingran's side and looked at the bronze mirror, "Cang Xuanji, you are finally willing to come out. Now can you tell me where you hid your things?"

The bronze mirror moved, and a ray of light shot out, falling towards the Nine-Headed Weiying.

The nine-headed baby opened its mouth and swallowed the light directly.

"Cang Xuanji, what little divine power you have, you'd better save it for watching your son's sacrifice." Nine-Headed Weiying said contemptuously.

"It's you, Netherworld Kun! You took away the luck and blood of the Kun clan back then and you weren't satisfied. Now you're targeting Wanling. What do you want?" The voice coming from the bronze mirror was full of anger.

The eyes of the nine-headed baby were dark, "How can it be enough to just become Kun? What I want is the position of the Lord of All Things. The blood power of the Kun clan is too weak after all. What I want is the blood in the body of all spirits."

"Cang Xuanji, if it weren't for the spell you cast on all spirits, why would I have been dormant beside the ancestor of the Jiang family? Perhaps I would have dominated the beast world long ago."

"Fortunately, there is a battle of gods, otherwise I might not be able to hide."

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. If you hadn't hidden Wanling, I really wouldn't have had the chance to seize its bloodline now."

"Cang Xuanji, if you tell me how to remove the spells and seals on Wanling, I might consider letting it live without sacrificing it."

The nine-headed baby said very proudly and looked at the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror trembled and made a sound, but after all, it was still trapped on the stage and could not make any other movements.

Feng Qingran's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard the words of the Nine-Headed Weiying. Isn't the Kun clan the same clan as the big Kun?

Feng Qingran looked sideways at the Nine-headed Infant, whose eight faces were filled with pride.

Is the Nine-Headed Weiying the Netherworld Kun?

wrong!

The Nine-headed Infant must still have its own consciousness, but its situation may be similar to that of Yuan Zhi and Mu Chen.

The Nine-Headed Strange Infant is the main soul, but Youming Kun used other means to control the Nine-Headed Strange Infant's ghost.

We must find a way to awaken the consciousness of the nine-headed infant.

Feng Qingran felt a cool feeling coming from her fingertips. Feng Jingyue flew in front of her and winked at her.

Looking at the Nine-Headed Weiying again, it seemed that Feng Jingyue's presence was not found.

Could it be that she was the only one who could see Feng Jingyue?

"You Ming Kun, are you really not afraid of the rules of cause and effect? ​​Tao is the most ruthless and fair. You have done many evil things. Once Tao detects it, it will definitely punish you!" The voice coming from the bronze mirror was full of hatred.

"Cang Xuanji, you are already at this level, but you still believe in the rules of cause and effect, hahaha... Don't you know that as long as you are strong enough, the rules will change?"

The nine-headed baby laughed wantonly, and then continued: "Oh, I forgot, you don't know. After all, the gods in the sky are too powerful. If you don't rule by the rules of cause and effect, I'm afraid it won't be easy to control you!"

It is said that people who practice immortality all pay attention to cause and effect, which makes sense.

But the more publicized something is, the more likely it is that there are traps.

Immortal cultivators are afraid of the rules of cause and effect, and will have fear on the way to cultivation.

People have something to fear and something to hold on to, so they can better control their path of cultivation.

The rule of cause and effect is actually a trap.

The gods in the prehistoric period never focused on cause and effect, but on merit.

These merits also come from the power of faith of the cultivators.

However, in order to monopolize more merits, the Saint Ancestor of the Jiang family has been making plans, and through constant consciousness invasion, he is changing the concepts of immortal cultivators little by little.

Later, the concepts of merit and cause and effect will be replaced.

As a result, later cultivators gradually began to focus on the rules of cause and effect and ignored merit.

"What do you mean? Youming Kun, what else have you done?" Cang Xuanji's voice was filled with anger and a little despair.

She seemed aware of something worse.

You Ming Kun and Cang Xuanji did not avoid Feng Qingran in their conversation. In You Ming Kun's mind, Feng Qingran would definitely not be able to escape alive, and it would be okay to know some secrets.

Hahaha! ——

Youming Kun smiled even more wildly, "Cang Xuanji, the sacrifice formation is about to be activated. You don't have much time. How do you choose?"

Cang Xuanji fell into silence, and she realized that she must not follow You Ming Kun's rhythm.

But is there any other way now?

Feng Qingran is too weak.

Let Feng Qingran save Wanling, but it will harm Feng Qingran.

"You Ming Kun, are you too proud too early?" The moment Feng Qingran finished speaking, the moonlight divine water instantly wrapped the body of the Nine-Headed Weiying.