Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Thinking of this, Wei Yang once again carefully observed the entire vast and empty hall, and after confirming that he did not find any danger.

The illusory black sun that enveloped the body's surface disappeared, and the entire illusory soul body was suddenly and completely exposed to the air, bathing in the endless spiritual matter surrounding it.

"Ah~"

"So cool!"

Wei Yang moaned in comfort, his voice trembling slightly.

He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and enjoyed to his heart's content the strange feeling of his entire soul being immersed and surrounded by spiritual substances.

This feeling is hard to express in words.

It feels like being immersed in the spring of life, or like returning to the mother's womb.

That warm and comfortable feeling, the trembling coming from the depths of the soul.

When he was cultivating his soul in the past, he absorbed these spiritual light spots bit by bit. The amount was too small to be visible to the naked eye.

Even if you work hard to absorb it for most of the day, the total amount you absorb may not be as much as a wisp of smoke.

Because this spiritual substance, particle light spot, is too small.

The size of each particle is countless times smaller than a speck of dust.

Therefore, the improvement of the soul realm seems so difficult.

Because this kind of spiritual substance is so rare and scarce in the world.

Ordinary people cannot touch it at all, it comes from an unknown place deep in the void.

Now, this place is full of such a large hall.

It was so thick that it almost formed a light mist.

This is a large lake formed by endless spiritual matter.

Wei Yang's illusory body floated in the air, surrounded by thick spiritual mist.

Endless spiritual light spots were desperately trying to drill into his body, and he didn't even need to actively absorb them.

At this moment, the soul is like a dry sponge, madly absorbing moisture from the outside world.

During this process, Wei Yang's soul realm was also slowly improving.

From the late stage of the heavenly realm, gradually climb towards the great perfection of the heavenly realm.

He slowly closed his eyes and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Just like when a baby is in the womb, falling into the deepest sleep.

And his entire illusory soul body slowly curled up together, immersed in this "lake" formed by endless spiritual matter.

Call ~

Call ~

The rhythmic sound of breathing sounded softly.

This is the instinctive breathing of the soul.

And along with this instinctive breathing, the spiritual matter in the hall also flowed slowly, converging and flowing towards Wei Yang.

If any word were to leak out about such a vast and rich spiritual substance, I'm afraid all the strong people on the entire continent would go crazy for it.

Because as long as they can absorb and refine these spiritual substances, their souls will inevitably reach a very terrifying level.

Maybe, he could even reach the legendary emperor soul realm.

This amazing fortune is truly extraordinary.

As Wei Yang's soul continued to absorb these spiritual substances, although it was in a deep sleep, the pressure that slowly spread from his unconsciousness was becoming more and more terrifying.

The surging spiritual pressure is gradually approaching the legendary realm at a leisurely pace.

The curled up soul body gradually became more solid.

There is a layer of faint fluorescence flowing on it.

From a distance, it looks like a god is gradually being born or transforming, filled with tremendous momentum.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

Deep in this dark and desolate void, at the core of the meteorite belt.

On the ruined continent that was originally covered with cracks, some greenery began to grow again.

Small blades of grass stubbornly grew out from the ruins.

In the center of the continent, a towering bronze palace stands alone.

In front of the hall, two figures sat cross-legged, motionless like sculptures.

The two figures were covered with a thin layer of dust without them noticing.

a moment.

The eyelids of one of the figures trembled slightly, and wisps of dust fell from above.

Ah Da slowly opened his eyes, his body trembled slightly, and the dust covering his body quickly disappeared.

He turned his head and looked at his master who was still motionless. "Hasn't he come out yet?"

However, he did not show too much worry.

Because he is a soul slave and has a strange connection with his master.

The master had told him half a year ago that he would be in seclusion for a long period of time.

After carefully brushing off the dust on his master's body, Ah Xiao closed his eyes again, entered into cultivation, and guarded quietly.

Zhongzhou.

A full year has passed since the evil fire came into the world.

However, even though a year has passed since the incident, the grand scene that day is still talked about by many people.

Of course, apart from the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, the person mentioned most often is naturally Wei Yang.

This man, who was once recognized by the world as an unparalleled evildoer, has now grown into a giant. Even the Soul Palace Master suffered a loss at the hands of Wei Yang in the Demon Fire Space.

You know, that’s the famous Soul Palace Master!

In the end, you still don’t dare to fart?

This kind of thing cannot be concealed at all. Although the strong suffered heavy losses in the Demon Fire Space at that time, there were still quite a few who left alive afterwards.

For some unknown reason, the details of what happened in the Demon Fire Space that day were also actively spread by some people with ulterior motives.

This will undoubtedly deal a blow to the prestige of the Soul Palace.

Over the years, the Soul Palace has been the king of the continent, extremely arrogant and domineering, and would exterminate entire families and take out their souls at will. It is hard to tell how many people it has offended.

Now that they have suffered a rare loss, naturally there are countless people secretly waiting to see Soul Palace make a fool of themselves and feel relieved.

In the midst of all this turmoil, a year passed after the Pure Lotus Demon Fire was born.

A year is neither long nor short.

Generally speaking, the entire Zhongzhou has been relatively peaceful during this period.

The Soul Palace did not call for fighting or killing, nor did it seek revenge on the Xingyun Pavilion.

However, this tranquility was suddenly broken at a certain moment.

Just because a piece of news that shocked the entire continent came out quietly from nowhere.

The Stone Clan, the Imperial Clan which was also one of the eight ancient clans, disappeared mysteriously again after the Spirit Clan!

Boom~

For a time, this shocking news caused a huge wave across the entire continent.

Everyone was in shock, and vaguely felt that a strange atmosphere was gradually enveloping the entire Zhongzhou.

All major forces, including the few remaining ancient imperial clans, are in danger at this time.

After all, even a fool could see that there was a problem now.

And it’s a big problem!

After all, in just these two or three short years, the two ancient imperial clans, the Spirit Clan and the Stone Clan, both mysteriously disappeared!

This is so scary, it's really terrifying when you think about it.

The Elf Clan could be said to be an isolated accident, but after the Stone Clan also disappeared in such a strange way, it was no longer an accident.

Someone, or some force, is purposefully hunting down the ancient imperial clan!

An invisible black hand covering the sky seemed to be slowly looming over everyone's heads.