After Ling Luo returned to his room, he threw himself on the soft couch and relaxed.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

That day, in the exhibition area of the Hundred Treasures Hall, the huge divine source that Chi You took out was two meters high, and Chi You simply stuffed it to himself and refused to ask for it again.

In the next few days, there should be nothing to do, and she needs to concentrate on cultivating again.

Ling Luo had enough to lie down, sat up again, crossed his legs and knees, and with his five hearts to the sky, he sacrificed a fist-sized divine source and began to refine.

A force so pure that it made her heart palpitate poured out of the divine source and entered the limbs.

The power of the Divine Source was more than a hundred times stronger than the high-grade Source Stone she had refined.

Time passes slowly.

Finally, at the moment when the light of dawn pierced through the dawn, Ling Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

Advanced.

Sixth-Order Martial Spirit!

Her beautiful eyes were crystal clear, exuding an extremely elite light, and her limbs were full of strength.

She lowered her head and looked at the sea-blue divine source in the palm of her hand, which had only changed from the size of a fist to the size of a pigeon's egg.

Ling Luo was shocked.

After being promoted for a whole section, he didn't even use a fist-sized piece of divine source?

Isn't that a square circle as big as two meters......

Ling Luo immediately thought of Xuanyuan Yu.

If there is the help of the divine source, will the two of them be able to reach the immortal realm faster?

But at this time, there was a sudden wave of fatigue in Ling Luo's body, and he couldn't resist it.

She just collapsed on the couch and fell asleep.

Ling Luo, who had already fallen asleep, was surrounded by an extremely soft sea-blue light.

The power of the divine source is merging with her body.

She had a dream.

It was a void battlefield, full of bloody aura, and the corpses of countless gods and demons were shattered.

There was a stunningly beautiful woman leaning against a broken old willow tree, holding a dead child in her arms.

The child was covered in blood, and his face was so bloody that it was unrecognizable.

The beautiful woman is crying.

Two tears, like beads of broken thread, kept falling down and dripping down the dead child's body.

Ling Luo could clearly feel the heart-rending pain of that woman, as if she was herself.

It's as if a mother has lost her child.

Finally, as if the woman had had enough of crying, she slowly stood up, held the dead child, and in a flash, her figure appeared on the shore of a deep blue and clear sea.

The beautiful woman jumped into the bottom of the sea in the far north.

The bottom of the sea was pitch black, with only a few glowing fish, swimming incessantly and shimmering with a shimmering light.

The beautiful woman put the dead child at the bottom of the sea, and then used one-third of her cultivation to seal the remnant soul of the dead child inside, as if his life would not be shattered.

The cultivation of the beautiful woman is too powerful, and only one-third of her strength has turned into a huge divine source with a radius of thousands of miles, and the dead child is firmly trapped inside.

The breath of holiness wafts in the sea.

The huge divine source brought the rays of the sun in the sky directly to the bottom of the sea, and at this point, there was sunlight in the bottom of the sea.

Ling Luo looked at this scene and suddenly understood.

This is the Sea of the North Styx, and the dead child is Chiyou, which is the origin of the huge divine source.