Soon, Ye Mo's ominous premonition came true. Mobile

The skeletons seemed to be able to discern the difference between Yemo and theirs, and swarmed up.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Mo was already under siege.

Fortunately, although there were a lot of these skeletons, their attack power was not strong, and most of them were only equivalent to ordinary demonic beasts of the second and third order.

Luckily, although Ye Mo was no longer aware of his divine residence and the Bloodline Tree on his chest, he was still able to use his source power.

Although he didn't understand what had happened to him, Ye Mo knew that the most important thing to do now was to save his life.

He wasn't sure that he would be immortal if he turned into a skeleton.

"Dark Thorns!"

Ye Mo didn't hesitate to use the strongest group attack spell he had mastered.

The blue thorns centered on Night Silence covered a full 300 meters, piercing all the skeleton shelves in the area.

"Huh, that's ......."

When the first skeletons were reduced to ashes by Nightmite's attack, his complexion changed abruptly (if he still had a face).

A faint but pure enough soul spark poured into Ye Mo's brain.

With the influx of these soul fires, gradually, this world became clear in Ye Mo's eyes.

Some vague, fragmented memories and thoughts are constantly being combined and arranged, and a lot of information is beginning to be summed up.

In addition, he had already reached the bottleneck, but the spiritual power that had not broken through because the previous source force cultivation could not keep up with it had finally begun to break through.

The barrier in the middle of the status was shattered at the first touch, and soon came to the late stage.

And even at this time, it still did not stop growing, and it did not slowly stop until it finally approached the peak of its position.

The long-lost breakthrough of mental power can be regarded as an unexpected joy, but I am not too excited when I am silent all night.

Because compared to his talent in cultivating source power, his spiritual power talent from childhood to adulthood is simply another extreme.

Even compared to the most bewitching peers of the Augustine family, Ye Mo was not inferior in the slightest.

It was only a matter of time before the initial stage of breaking through the status was achieved, and even if he didn't absorb these soul fires, it wouldn't be long before he could achieve it.

And compared to the breakthrough of cultivation, what made Ye Mo feel more precious was some information about this place from those soul fires:

The Capital of the Dead, this is the name of the place where Ye Mo is at the moment.

The overhanging structures made of giant skulls overhead are the main body of the City of the Dead.

The sea beneath Yemo's feet is called the Sea of Souls, a water area that has existed here since ancient times, and its history can even be traced back to before the establishment of the City of the Dead.

For the inhabitants of the City of the Dead, there are too many unknowns in the Sea of Souls, a treasure mine, and a huge tomb.

Except for some desperate residents of the City of the Dead, who risk their lives to become "gold diggers", it is so quiet that it is quiet on weekdays.

Every other month, the Sea of Souls has a super-large high tide.

At that time, the soul sea was the most dangerous, and many dangerous creatures in the deep sea would appear at that moment.

The surging tide can hit the protective barrier of the capital of the dead, bringing a heavy blow to this ancient capital.

The entire high tide will last for a day and a night, and a large number of the capital's residents will die under the tide each time.

And when the tide goes out, it's the carnival day of the gold diggers, and there will be a lot of treasured things.

The inhabitants of the City of the Dead will also go to the sea on a large scale during those days, and even death will not stop their enthusiasm for treasure hunting.

Except for the two or three days after the tide goes out, almost no one comes here at other times.

Based on the information obtained from the soul fire, Ye Mo quickly judged that there were only three things he had to do now:

First, survive, a place like the Soul Sea, where unexpected crises may occur at any time, survive until the next wave of high tide.

Second, take advantage of the low tide to infiltrate the capital of the dead, and then find a way to infiltrate the inner circle here, explore the truth of the cemetery, and the way to get out of here.

Third, while holding power here, try to search for information about your outer companions and find a way to join them.

However, although the plan is good, the challenge in front of Ye Mo is not small.

The first is that it is a near-impossible task to hold out until the tide rises.

It's only been five days since the last high tide, and it will be a full twenty-five days for Ye Mo to get out of this place.

And although there will be no super-giant high tide in these 25 days, small waves will occur from time to time.

God knows what kind of monsters will appear in it.

You must know that according to the information provided in the soul fire, the upper limit of strength in the soul sea is far beyond the heavenly level, and there are many existences above the galaxy.

After clearing the venue again, Ye Mo was about to think about how to spend more than 20 days here, when he suddenly heard an anxious voice in the distance: "Help!"

Ye Mo's heart jumped, and without thinking, he jumped and stepped on the endless skeletons to a commanding height.

Looking far away, although there are no eyeballs in the hollow eye sockets, the eyesight is not affected in the slightest.

"That's ......"

Ye Mo was a little shocked, it was a huge ship hundreds of meters long.

The sails raised high were written in large letters in the language of the ancient undead: the line of the realm is not visible.

The giant sailing ship is slightly quaint, a bit like the style of 10,000 years ago.

And at the moment the passengers on board are facing a huge crisis.

The translucent protective circle had broken a gap, and tentacles-like creatures with tentacles were constantly attacking the ship.

The strong smell of blood was so far away that Ye Mo could smell it.

As for the cry for help, Yemo quickly locked onto a petite, gothic-dressed girl on the ship.

She wears an eye patch on her right eye, blue pupils, and on her pale little face at the moment, her slender eyelashes blink and flash, flashing with a look of fear.

"Could it be a large team of gold diggers?"

Ye Mo guessed that it was not the time to pan for gold, but there were a few exceptions.

That's the team of gold diggers that some caravans or magnates have spent a lot of money to build.

The Gold Digger team has a fixed monthly target and must hand over a tribute of sufficient value in exchange for the support of the forces behind it.

Their attendance is almost no matter whether it is dangerous or safe, and in order to complete the monthly tasks, they want to soak in the sea of souls every day.

Because if they fail to achieve their intended goal, what awaits them will be a much more serious and tragic consequence than being swallowed by the sea of souls.

And the appearance of this large gold mining team is like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing hope to Ye Mo.

Since you dare to go to the sea on such a day, there must be a way to survive in such a complex environment as the Soul Sea.

Working with this group of gold panning teams, the probability of Ye Mo persisting in the Soul Sea for twenty-five days will be greatly increased.

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