On the top of Wanren Mountain, a black castle rises from the ground.

The eighty-first bell still rings in my ears, sitting on a magnificent throne, the reclining beauty covering her face, and kneeling through the light veil of all the creatures under the seat.

Boredom flashed in her eyes, she stood up and exhaled softly, the harsh mountain wind whistled, but she couldn't even touch a piece of her clothes.

The immortals kneeling in the distance tensed, and from time to time they looked at the tall figure with fear.

She looked far away, her luxurious clothes could not hide the essential indifference, and the beautiful face under the veil slowly outlined a light smile.

It's time to come back, folks.

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The moment he and Persia stepped into the double space, Yi Yun was thrown into the unknown dark realm by a force. After a moment of panic, she quickly adjusted her body and stabilized her body, the force made her unable to move, she could only try her best to observe the situation around her, secretly accumulating strength, preparing to quickly enter a defensive state after breaking free from this force.

I don't know how long it took, Yi Yun seemed to have touched a barrier that was not strong, and after a momentary block, that force was suddenly removed, and the endless darkness in front of her also changed.

Dots of light surged all around, and spiraling clouds of smoke lingered in the distant void, as if within reach. Yi Yun, who had lost the blessing of that power, floated in the void, not knowing where he was going.

As if from the period of the flood and famine, the quaint and rich breath poured out from all directions, and the milky white mist shrouded a magnificent nebula, after the fog, the nebula left only a deep void, and in another place, many twinkling stars were born in the mist, and when the mist left again, leaving a more brilliant nebula.

The terrifying aura overflowing from the hollow was breathtaking. Yi Yun lost his mind for a moment, watching the wandering mysterious mist and the disappearance or rebuilding of those stars, a moment that may have passed countless years.

In this mysterious space, time seems to have never passed. Yi Yun only knew that she was floating, and her body was uncontrollably approaching the mysterious and terrifying mist.

The dagger he carried with him had rusted to the point of not being shaped, and the veil on his face and the clothes on his body seemed to be too fragile to pull hard. Only Yi Yun clearly knew that her body had not changed at all, and everything outside of her was slowly collapsing.

If she continued to float in this void like this, she would collapse too.

When he came to the side of the mist, the surging momentum of the mist made Yi Yun's soul tremble unconsciously, as if he had met a god who could control his own destiny.

This feeling reminded her of the invincible Lord God, no, this fog was a hundred times more terrifying than that Lord God!

The moment she made contact with the mist, her veil shattered, revealing a face of extreme beauty.

Seeing one's flesh being ground is not pleasant, even if it doesn't feel pain. Yi Yun's soul was somehow pulled away and floated in the mist. And his body is like the nebula, which disappears completely, but will not be rebuilt.

The milky white mist pierced her soul, and the pain of torn it was unbearable for her to bear it, and the mist dismantled her soul, but allowed her to soberly retain her consciousness.

Divided and combined, the boundless pain made her condensed soul weak, as if it would disappear in the next second. But what she didn't know was that the inconspicuous trace of black gas in the milky white mist was assimilating her soul.

After some time, the mist excluded her, and her soul was sucked into the previous void by a great attraction.

The endless howling wind pierced her soul, and she gritted her teeth to bear it, remembering such a helpless feeling, and faintly worried about her situation.

I don't know how long it took for the vomiting feeling to fall to subside, and she had fallen to the ground, and her eyes were still very dark. It's just that the darkness in front of me has a little light.

Different from the previous nothingness, the darkness here is not endless, but the superposition of layers of black qi. The little lights floating in the darkness are lamps made in the shape of lotus flowers, and the crouched in the lamps are concocted souls.

Yi Yun propped up his hands on the ground and stood up, the clothes on his body were the same as always, as if his previous experience in the void was just a conjecture. But the translucent body told her that everything was real.

Thinking of seeing her flesh being minced with her own eyes, Rao was calm, and she couldn't help but shudder. Throwing away distractions, she staggered to her feet, not yet accustomed to her fluttering body. And part of her soul doesn't know where it has gone, dragging the mutilated soul body, and every second is torment.

"Chatter--Is there a new innate demon born?This pure breath is really mouth-watering--"

"Luo Rui, this shameless thing, actually dares to hit the attention of the innate demon, chatter, haven't you had enough of the suffering in the past few hundred years?"

"This aura feels much richer than that one, I want to see the soul of that beaten person fly away!"

"But I want to know more about what the newborn innate demon tastes like......

A thick black aura swirled around her, and these arrogant words vaguely reached her ears through the flowing black qi. She frowned and listened, and walked in the direction of the lotus lamp.

Something was squirming in the thick black qi, her back was straight, her eyes were like a sword looking at the fluctuating place, and she already held the blade of soul condensation in her hand, as long as that thing moved, she would bully forward and fight against it.

One, two, three......

Ten breaths passed, and the wriggling thing returned to calm, and there was an endless black gas that seemed to be calm around it. Her veil had long since shattered into the void, and her eyes, which were rarely in front of her, looked around cautiously, not daring to relax for a moment.

Walking forward while guarding, the arrogant words in her ears were one after another, as if behind the darkness, countless pairs of eyes were looking at her, treating her as a trapped rat.

She didn't know what the innate demons were in her mouth, but there was no doubt that these people were talking about herself.

In the face of the unknown, the best way is to face it head-on. Yi Yun followed the direction of those soul lights, if the current situation was clear and safe, she would go to explore these trapped souls, but now, the mutilation of the soul made her energy greatly reduced,

She didn't have the energy to worry about the side business.

She staggered in the darkness, steadied herself and found herself at the front of the steps. Dozens of steps atop a black gate. Those arrogant voices came from behind the door.

She glanced back, and the light of the little soul lamp disappeared into the darkness, and this was the end. Yi Yun didn't hesitate any longer, she stepped on the steps, guarding against the black qi behind her.

Standing behind the door, the voices were clear as if they were on the other side of the door, and she pushed open the unlocked door, ready to fight.

The sound of the door opening made those people pause, and countless pairs of eyes looked at this innate demon born from the depths of the ink abyss, with different expressions.