Rebirth of the Wilderness

There are no souls in the prehistoric world. This is something Zhao Song could never have imagined...

"How is this possible? What's going on? This is unbelievable. This is a mythical world..."

Yes, there are no souls in the prehistoric world...

After Zhao Song sorted out his memory from beginning to end again without giving up, he still found out with regret that up to now, it has been hundreds of thousands of years since he traveled to the primitive times, and he has never heard of any ghosts, souls or the like, let alone seen them.

I never heard him mention it when I was practicing with Yang Mei before, and I never heard them mention it when I discussed Taoism with the great gods on the top of Mount Buzhou...

Zhao Song had never paid attention to this problem in the past, until now when he needed to study it, he realized that he had no idea where to start even if he wanted to find some souls.

"Let's ask my eldest brother first. If he doesn't have any, we can think of other ways..."

Thinking of this, I contacted Yang Mei through the sworn brotherhood altar.

It just so happened that Yang Mei was not in seclusion and found that Zhao Song had contacted him. After a while, a projection was sent over through the altar.

"Second brother, what's the matter? Didn't you contact me not long ago? Why are you contacting me again suddenly..."

As soon as Yang Mei's shadow appeared beside Zhao Song, she asked with concern.

"It's nothing serious, just some questions about cultivation. I want to ask you, big brother..."

"Ah, what... there was a problem with your cultivation. What's the situation now? Your cultivation method is so different from mine that I'm afraid I can't be of any help!"

When Yang Mei heard that Zhao Song had encountered problems in his cultivation, she asked anxiously, "Problems in cultivation are no small matter."

"Brother, don't worry. It's not that there's something wrong with my cultivation. I just want to find something to help me cultivate..."

Zhao Song was touched to see that Yang Mei cared about him so much, and he hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I see. You scared me. Are you looking for something?"

"They are the souls of some living creatures. I wonder if you have ever encountered one, brother?"

"What kind of soul? I've never seen one before!"

"It appears after a living being dies. It's a bit like our Yuanshen, but it's not as powerful as our Yuanshen..."

Seeing that Yang Mei had no idea what the concept of soul was, Zhao Song quickly explained.

"Is that so? I've never seen that before. But no matter if it's a ferocious beast or an innate creature, as long as I take action against it, there will basically be nothing left after it dies. Not even ashes..."

After listening to Zhao Song's explanation, Yang Mei said regretfully.

"Ah, so that's it..."

"I think I understand. Thank you for your reminder, brother..."

After hearing what Yang Mei said, Zhao Song suddenly understood.

"You understand what I reminded you of"

Yang Mei saw Zhao Song's expression of sudden enlightenment and asked in confusion.

"Brother, after listening to you, I now understand why we haven't seen any souls or anything like that. It's because we are too powerful!"

To be honest, Zhao Song couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried. It was because these innate creatures were too powerful that he had never heard of things like souls and ghosts.

"What do you mean we are too powerful... I have never seen this before. What kind of logic is this? The more powerful you are, the more you should know..."

"Yes, we are too powerful. Well... not only are we too powerful, but the world is also too powerful. Even if there are souls, once we touch them with our magical powers, everything will be reduced to ashes. There are also various strong winds, chaotic air currents and other natural disasters between heaven and earth. If souls encounter them, nothing will be left. There is no room for survival at all. In addition, there are few living beings now, and the hope of finding souls is even slimmer..."

Seeing Yang Mei's face full of doubts, Zhao Song didn't keep her in suspense and explained directly with emotion.

"Ah, so that's the case. Without the soul, what will happen to your cultivation?"

"Well, now that we know the reason, it's easy to deal with. I have already thought of a way to solve it. Thank you for your reminder, brother. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take for me to wake up..."

"Well, since you can solve it yourself, I won't talk to you any more. Contact me when you have time. I'm still fighting a fierce beast over there..."

Seeing that Zhao Song's problem was solved, Yang Mei didn't waste any more words and directly withdrew the spiritual power that was maintaining the projection.

"Then you should just concentrate on killing monsters and don't worry about me. By the way, I will probably concentrate on training from now on, so I probably won't be able to contact you for a long time. I hope you won't blame me..."

"Well, we cultivators have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of thousands of years. It is important for you to practice. There will be plenty of opportunities to meet again in the future..."

Yang Mei was no longer surprised by the strange words that often came out of Zhao Songjing's mouth. After saying goodbye, she directly withdrew the projection.

When Zhao Song saw Yang Mei’s projection disappear, he didn’t care about Yang Mei’s battle, because he knew that those ferocious beasts had no ability to pose a threat to Yang Mei.

"I have to hurry up and find a way to get some souls and study them as soon as possible, so that I can master the laws of the soul as soon as possible, so as to avoid being taken advantage of by others and causing unnecessary complications..."

Thinking of this, Zhao Song could no longer stay here, so he stood up and left the valley, embarking on the road of collecting souls...

…………

Year by year……

"Alas... This is not a solution. The efficiency is too low. If I continue like this, it will take me a long time to comprehend the soul law thoroughly..."

Ever since Zhao Song came out of that unknown little valley, he has been on a journey to find souls. He is either extracting souls from ferocious beasts or searching for them. This makes him speechless. It is fine if he is tired and suffers a little, but the key is that his efficiency is still quite low...

It turned out that when Zhao Song first came out to travel, he encountered ferocious beasts. As long as they didn't provoke him, he didn't bother to deal with them. If he encountered a blind beast, he would treat it as fertilizer for his natal world and the world tree. He had a very comfortable life along the way...

When Zhao Song went to look for those beasts, he found that there were not as many beasts in the prehistoric world as he had imagined. Zhao Song had been looking for them for the past few years, but the results disappointed him. The prehistoric world was too large, and the beasts were scattered. He didn't encounter many beasts along the way...

Moreover, due to lack of experience and the unique body structure of the beast, the first few attempts to extract the soul failed, wasting a lot of time and energy. Fortunately, I gradually accumulated some experience and finally got the soul of the beast out...

But trouble is yet to come. Zhao Song discovered that the soul of this beast was very different from what he had imagined...

"No wonder such a powerful beast has no intelligence..."

Looking at this hodgepodge of ferocious beast souls, it is hard to tell what color they are. They are colorful, with various laws mixed with some ferocious beast souls composed of unknown substances...

Zhao Song finally understood why the ferocious beasts could not give birth to intelligence. However, the fact that they could give birth to life in this state was already a huge miracle, and it was normal that they could not give birth to intelligence.