At the bottom of the heavenly river is endless darkness.

There is no light, there is no life, there is only loneliness, death, destruction......

The bones piled up like a mountain in front of them swayed with the ripples of the water, rising and falling.

Suddenly, a flash of fluorescence suddenly appeared, like a bright light in the dark, which was very dazzling.

Slowly, the fluorescence became more and more, peeling away from a brand new skeleton little by little, scorching and flickering, like stars in the sky.

Finally, countless dots and mottles converged and turned into the figure of a young man.

"Am I alive? or am I dead. ”

That figure was like a fog structure, and a thin ripple would dissipate if it rippled at will.

He muttered like this, and the consciousness in his mind gradually recovered.

What he remembered, he was Ling Feng.

However, if the water of the heavenly river is not loaded, anything that enters it will be melted and corroded, so why does his consciousness still exist?

After hard thinking, he realized that he was not a normal life at all.

To be precise, he is now a remnant of a mental power, without any heart, without any structure that a human being should have.

Ling Feng was very surprised and puzzled in his heart.

The Dao marks in his life wheel reached more than six, and his spiritual power was extremely terrifying.

But Rao was like this, and he didn't expect that his spiritual power would merge with his consciousness and become a completely different existence.

Why is that?

Ling Feng extended his divine sense towards the dark world around him, and he found that at the bottom of this dark Heavenly River, there were actually strands of majestic spiritual energy.

These energies were converging from all directions, maintaining the remnants of Ling Feng's spiritual power.

"Right now, my body is ruined, and all that remains is the remnants of my divine consciousness, and I am so alive. What's the point?"

Ling Feng muttered, hesitating, more sad.

She's going to die on her own. It's even more ruthless!

If he had a choice, Ling Feng would rather not have this bit of consciousness of his own. It's a hundred.

After a long time, he figured it out.

Because she used to be a person with feelings, flesh and blood, and she didn't belong to the underworld at all.

Only by staying alive can he stop her from doing evil and return her to the right path.

Whether he can do it in the end or not, at least he has worked hard and has no regrets. Isn't it?

After figuring out the key, Ling Feng had a survival in his heart and began to ponder.

The relationship between the spiritual power and the physical body is like the relationship between the instrument and the flow of water.

Without a physical body, no matter how strong the spiritual power is, it will be like rootless water, slowly weakening, and even dissipating.

At the same time, Ling Feng also understood the reason why he was in this state.

First of all, there is a strange spiritual energy in this Tianhe. Perhaps it is because the water quality of this Tianhe River itself is like this, just like a utensil, constantly nourishing Ling Feng's spiritual power. Let him still be conscious.

If he leaves this Tianhe in his current state, this spiritual power clone will completely dissipate right now.

Therefore, he had to find the instrument, which was his own flesh.

Although his current body has become a skeleton, as long as he can return to the surface with the corpse, he has a way to reshape his body and come back to life.

The power of the Immortal Realm is not something to boast about.

Ling Feng stared at the skeleton that belonged to him in a daze. The glint in his eyes sparkled.

Right now, he's a soul body, logically speaking. He couldn't lift anything, and he couldn't take his bones with him.

But there is no law for everything. If his remnant thoughts are strong enough to a certain extent, it is possible to take away dozens or even hundreds of catties of things.

Huhuhuhu-

At the moment when Ling Feng fell into contemplation, suddenly, the bottom of the dark Tianhe around him rippled.

Ling Feng frowned, looked around, and his face suddenly sank.

In all directions of him, a series of misty figures appeared.

These figures and Ling Feng's essence are the same, they are all soul structures, but the eyes are dull, and they are obviously thoughtless.

This Ling Feng is indeed completely different from them, because Ling Feng is conscious and has the ability to think.

"Could it be that what happened to these souls before was the same as mine, the creatures who accidentally fell into the Heavenly River?"

Ling Feng muttered, and then found that their soul structure was much weaker than his own, a lot, at least dozens of times worse.

Hula –

While Ling Feng was surprised, souls from all directions quickly approached Ling Feng in a closed posture.

"You want to devour me?"

Ling Feng saw the fame at once.

The energy under the water of the Tianhe River can support them to survive temporarily, and in the same way, the weak will always be fish and meat.

The soul body that loses its body and life will only instinctively devour and become strong, and only in this way will they live for a long time.

At the same time, he suddenly had the ambition to counter-devour.

Previously, Ling Feng had also entered many forbidden lands and encountered many soul-based beings, but their souls were corroded by various energies, impure, and had little devouring effect.

But because this heavenly river is full of nothing, the soul in it is even more pure and immaculate, and the repulsive power is minimal, which is enough to make his spiritual power skyrocket quickly, and there are no side effects.

This is really a dream.

"Giggles!"

The souls in all directions couldn't understand Ling Feng's words, and let out a sound of teeth grinding, and they rushed towards Ling Feng with their teeth and claws.

"Hmph, you also want me to be a fish, wishful thinking. ”

Ling Feng sneered and began to fight back.

Although he fell, the spiritual power transformed by the six Dao marks was not covered, and coupled with his own conscious existence, the dense souls around him were very weak, and they were not his opponents at all.

In a few tea times, Ling Feng had at least devoured hundreds of souls.

After devouring it, Ling Feng felt that his soul had become much stronger, and the clone that could dissipate at any time like a mist had also condensed a lot.

Ling Feng's eyes were full of essence.

At the moment, he is really a bit of a blessing in disguise.

As long as he continued to devour like this, his spiritual power would grow rapidly, and it wouldn't take long to reach seven, or even eight.

When the time comes, if he reshapes his physical body, he will be a genuine eight-rank alchemy grand master, and his status is comparable to that of the Transformation God Tianzun.

As if sensing that Ling Feng was a character to mess with, those soul shrimps quickly fled towards the surroundings.

Ling Feng didn't chase after him.

Because the Dao marks in the life wheel of these little shrimps are about two or three before they are born, and if they are devoured now, it will not help him much to increase his spiritual power.

He wants to find some very powerful beings in this heavenly river and devour them, so that it will grow quickly.

Just when Ling Feng was dreaming, suddenly, the river around him was surging violently.

Then, a soul beast with a pure soul structure and a silhouette like a bird appeared under his nose.

"The remnants of the Ice Crane?"

A light swelled in Ling Feng's pupils.

The Kunlun of this bird is very similar to the legendary Ice Crane race.

According to the majesty of spiritual power, the cultivation before the fall was at least above the Seven Tribulations, and the acquired devouring of many souls was far from being able to withstand the current Ling Feng.