Villain: At the beginning, my beautiful master molested me!

[Am I doing this in vain? ]

Lin Feng looked at Qian Xinglan, only then did he realize that her body was not being destroyed by two souls.

To be precise, it is not just destroyed.

The purpose of destruction is to allow the body to better accommodate the two souls.

They are creating a body belonging to both of them as quickly as possible.

[The remnants of the soul are attached to the spiritual roots. ]

[Is it resentment or obsession?]

[It has been ten years, and her soul has not dissipated yet. ]

Lin Feng was thinking, and he was able to know all this thanks to the Fifth Elder.

When his soul was imprisoned in the body pieced together by the five elders, he could also feel the voices of different souls in various parts of his body.

Souls do not completely dissipate in the true sense; they turn into particles that cannot be detected by spiritual energy.

It remained in some part of his body in a form he didn't understand.

"Is this what you call not letting yourself regret something?"

The potter's voice came from heaven.

Lin Feng didn't have the strength to continue talking, his body had reached the critical point.

He was having a conversation in his mind with the Potter.

[Anyway, you can hear my inner voice, so I don’t need to waste my breath any more. ]

[Do you know when I discovered that you can't interfere with our world? ]

The potter remained silent and did not answer Lin Feng's question.

[When you were being so smart and let me overlook the entire Tiannan City. ]

[You may have forgotten, but I am also a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, and I also have the Xuanjian Sect's token.]

[When I went back to look for Xiaoli, I saw the message on the token. ]

[About eight minutes ago, the location of all the disciples of Xuanjian Sect was marked on the token.]

When Lin Feng was confronting the two disciples on the street in front of the inn, they had sent a message to all the disciples and elders in the sect.

The message marked the location of Lin Feng and all the other disciples in the sect.

In order to facilitate mutual care, the Xuanjian Sect's token will mark the location of everyone when someone sends a signal.

Although outsiders could not use the token, Lin Feng's token was not invalidated due to the negligence of the Great Elder. (Lin Feng's luck was high)

It was also thanks to this token that Lin Feng was able to survive without any spiritual power until late at night when he was surrounded by the Great Elder and others.

[I saw a disciple flying on a sword, and he actually crossed 15,000 meters in the three minutes that I was confronting him.]

[If you really paused time, it took me no more than three minutes from going downstairs to talking to the two of them.]

[This means that the disciple I saw when I looked down at Tiannan City three minutes ago flew 15,000 meters three minutes later.]

[This is impossible. A Jindan-level disciple would need at least seven minutes to fly 15,000 meters on a sword.]

[This means that I stayed in the inn for at least four minutes after seeing the bounty order.]

[So time is not paused, but my perception is delayed, and Tiannan City has never been destroyed. You are deceiving my brain! ]

[You can clearly sense what I'm thinking, but you can't even notice this? ]

However, Lin Feng's thoughts did not elicit any reaction from the potter. Instead, he sneered.

"You still don't understand? Even if you know this, what does it have to do with me?"

"Lin Feng, you are not important in my plan. You are just a brick in the puzzle."

"You're not the only one I can control."

"Even if you knew the truth, what could you do?"

"You don't still think that you are the child of destiny, the one chosen by God, right?"

【What?】

Lin Feng widened his eyes and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

That familiar feeling came over him again, that feeling of powerlessness that seeped into his bones.

"The so-called child of destiny is just my puppet. Why should I be so kind as to bestow luck on you?"

"Because only in this way can I better control you!"

The potter laughed strangely and surrounded Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was in a trance, but only for a moment.

Zhen Yu told him that Chen Yu had clearly told him this when he was staying at the inn.

"Man and heaven are connected by a thread, and that thread is called the cocoon of heaven."

“Luck is not the cocoon of heaven, but it can greatly increase your connection with it.”

This was what Chen Yu told him personally, and Chen Yu had reminded Lin Feng of this a long time ago.

Lin Feng looked up at the sky. He was clearly underground, but the top of the altar seemed to be covered by dark clouds.

The candlelight flickered along with the laughter.

"So what if you know I can't interfere with this plane directly?"

"I really can't do anything, otherwise I would have wiped out all those foreigners with my own hands."

"Especially Chen Yu, I should have killed him a hundred years ago!"

[Plane? Foreigner?]

[Isn’t it the original controller of this world?]

[Killing Chen Yu a hundred years in advance, what does this sentence mean? This is a completely wrong sentence. ]

Many questions arose in Lin Feng's mind, but his intuition told him.

The Potter is not of this world!

No one in power will break the rules they set!

The spiritual skills and the so-called luck of rebirth after death given to Lin Feng by the potter undoubtedly destroyed the laws of the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Another absurd idea emerged in Lin Feng's mind, an idea so absurd that he himself could not believe it.

[Could it be that foreigners are the true children of destiny in this world?]

[I am a person who broke the rules of the world, and I am also a person who was swept away by the outsiders of this world. 】

[Then this outsider, the potter, the foreigner it hates might be the real son of destiny! ]

[Potter, it is not a god at all, it is just an outsider disguised as the way of heaven! ! ! ]

Suddenly, Lin Feng's pupils contracted violently, his heart stopped, and he suddenly stopped breathing.

It came too fast, like a sudden wind, coming from nowhere and stopping nowhere.

"Humans are such a greedy and aggressive race."

"Isn't it better to be obedient if you get the benefit?"

"And you have done such an overreaching act."

The potter clicked his tongue, his tone filled with dissatisfaction towards Lin Feng.

Qian Xinglan could sense everything that was happening around her, but her body could not move.

Her face has changed. Although she looks the same as before, her temperament is completely different.

"What did you do to him?" Qian Xinglan shouted upwards.

"What?" The potter sneered.

A mass of black mist gathered above the altar. It was no longer a vague and illusory mist, but a mist that gradually condensed into a solid entity.

Lin Feng's body was shrouded in fog, and black threads were inserted into his body.

Those silk threads were no different from the cocoons of heaven, rapidly seeping into every inch of Lin Feng's skin, body, and flesh.

"Of course, it's to make him obedient. Only obedient people will be rewarded, right?"

Qian Xinglan opened her eyes and was surprised to find that the indescribable heavenly thing had opened a channel between it and Lin Feng.

Its spiritual power is connecting with Lin Feng through that thread.

"I can't interfere with this world by myself, but I can come to the human world through him."

"Although it's only one-tenth of my strength, it's enough."

Lin Feng's pupils turned black, revealing his fangs. He turned his head and smiled at Qian Xinglan.

"It's more than enough to deal with you."