Chapter 47: Soul Flow

In a state of unconsciousness, Xiao Yun only felt that his surroundings were all dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers when he stretched out his hand, and he couldn't see the sun when he looked up. In this boundless darkness, all he could feel was his own fear and fear, and he still didn't know what the outcome of the last confrontation between Mengxue and the old ghost of Black Smoke was.

But judging from the current state, is it because Mengxue has been defeated? Is he now like this, has he been taken away? Xiao Yun doesn't even know whether he is ** or soul now, anyway, he is groping in the dark, and he hasn't touched anything, as if this is a boundless nothingness.

In the face of endless darkness, courage seems to be slowly being devoured.

He ran wildly in the darkness, roaring and rampage, but the darkness was still darkness, and there was not a trace of waves.

Eternal Night must be like that, he thought.

After tossing for a long time, Xiao Yun was tired, and he gradually calmed down.

"Everything has to be prepared for the worst and the best is planned for at the same time. After his heart calmed down, his father's words echoed in Xiao Yun's mind over and over again.

"Worst-case scenario, best-case arrangement. Worst for the worst, best for ......" He repeated these ten words in his heart, slowly beginning to calm down, and fear and fear were gradually expelled from his brain.

He closed his eyes, although it made no difference here whether he closed his eyes or not.

Closing the eyes is for the sake of condensing the soul.

He wanted to use his soul to test the extent of this darkness.

Condense the soul power, then disperse them again. Xiao Yunyu drove his soul power to expand in all directions, and the soul scan was still pitch black when it was transmitted back to his brain.

Only this time, it didn't take long for his soul to find the end of this dark space.

That's right, it's the end. Because after Xiao Yun's soul arrived here, he couldn't take a single step.

It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of him, strictly blocking the path of Xiao Yun's soul.

"There is as much darkness as there is fear. When Xiao Yun found this destination, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the entire dark space, and Xiao Yun listened to it, feeling a little familiar.

Dream Snow!

The shadow of Mengxue suddenly appeared in his mind, and the owner of this voice was none other than Mengxue.

When he realized that this voice came from Meng Xue, the hanging stone in Xiao Yun's heart fell to the ground: "As big as fear, as big as darkness." Silly girl, is this what you want to tell your brother?"

When she first saw Mengxue, her soul was brought into the world of ice and snow, and it was not full of fear? The wind and snow were like darkness, never stopping, the vast territory had no end, and there was only Mengxue alone between heaven and earth, how could she not be afraid?

There is as much darkness as there is fear.

Silly girl, this should be the wisdom you have gained in exchange for many years of loneliness!

Just as he was thinking about it, a beam of white light silently pierced through the darkness and shone in, and even Xiao Yun, who was closing his eyes and meditating, felt the rays of light.

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he felt only a wave of dizziness, and it took him a while to adjust to the light.

I saw that the ray of light was like a pioneer, after breaking through the darkness, countless rays of light followed it and projected it one after another, and for a moment the dark space was as bright as day. Xiao Yun raised his eyes and looked around, and found that he was actually in his own sea of knowledge.

However, this sea of knowledge seems to have become different from before.

Within the Heaven and Earth of Zhihai, the original gossamer-like soul power existed in the form of gas, and these soul qi wandered in Zhihai, filling the entire space. And now, at the bottom of the sea of knowledge, Xiao Yun actually saw more than a dozen soul streams—soul aggregates like water flows.

Xiao Yun was shocked, from the books he had read, he probably knew that the soul power of ordinary cultivators would only change significantly when they officially set foot in the Yuan Soul Realm, and after that, cultivators would not only simply cultivate Yuan power, but must also cultivate soul power at the same time.

The soul power is divided into five realms, which are vividly described by the world as: soul flow, soul river, soul river, soul sea, and soul domain. Soul flow is the first realm of soul power cultivation, although it is the lowest realm, ordinary cultivators have to cultivate to the Yuan Soul Realm to be possible.

Therefore, now that Xiao Yun saw that there was a soul stream slowly flowing in his sea of knowledge, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he immediately activated his soul power, wanting to draw a trace of soul power from that soul flow to test his power.

This time, he was immediately disappointed.

Because the soul flow cannot be connected with him at all, that is to say, these dozen or so soul flows do not belong to him.

A little frustrated, Xiao Yun wanted to withdraw his soul power, but suddenly, the soul flow in front of him burst out with a suction, sucking Xiao Yun who was caught off guard into the soul flow.

Before Xiao Yun could figure out the situation, scenes appeared in front of him, showing out like a slideshow.

The picture began when Xiao Yun fainted, the dazzling white light and the black smoke in the sky collided with each other with a raging momentum, and suddenly an explosion spread, and Xiao Yun was directly stunned by this loud noise.

"Haha, stinky girl, I'm just a wisp of soul, stay and stay, but here is Xiao Yun's sea of knowledge, the sea of knowledge is broken, and his soul will have nowhere to escape......" Xiao Yun could vaguely see the old ghost of black smoke laughing in the billowing black smoke in the picture.

Meng Xue on the other side frowned, obviously knowing the danger of the sea shattering.

After hesitating for a moment, I saw Meng Xue gritting her teeth, and the golden light around her body bloomed, and those golden lights turned into wisps of soul streams that flowed to all corners of Xiao Yun's sea of knowledge like lightning, and at the same time, one of the wisps shot Xiao Yun who fainted, and instantly turned into a dark soul wall and wrapped Xiao Yun.

This dark soul wall is the dark space where Xiao Yun was before.

Only then did Xiao Yun understand that at the last moment, it was Mengxue who distributed a large amount of soul power to protect his sea consciousness and unconscious soul.

"That's right. In the picture, the old ghost of black smoke laughed even more wildly, like ...... The treacherous scheme succeeded. After laughing twice, he took the initiative to cut off his connection with the soul seed, and at the last moment, he let his soul seed crash into the single-minded Mengxue.

Rumble!

There was another explosion, and the powerful shockwave crashed into Mengxue's golden soul stream again and again. Every time she hit it, Meng Xue's face darkened a little, and every time she hit it, the golden soul flow dried up a lot. But Meng Xue gritted her teeth and persevered, for fear that the impact would damage Xiao Yun's sea of consciousness after breaking through the golden soul flow.

Eventually, his voice faded away.

The golden soul stream was completely depleted after carrying the last wave of impact, and Meng Xue's soul became extremely gray and lifeless again.

And because the old ghost of Black Smoke had already severed the connection with the split soul, his original soul was not injured, but this wisp of split soul was like a dream of snow, and it stayed in Xiao Yun's sea of knowledge forever, turning into a dozen clear soul streams.

This is the end of the picture, Xiao Yun also came out of the soul flow, looking at the dim dream snow soul seed above the sea of knowledge, the anger in his heart reached the extreme. Looking back at the dozen or so soul streams bubbling in his sea of knowledge, he seemed to see the old ghost of black smoke laughing.

"Old thing, if we meet again, I will definitely kill you!" Xiao Yun gritted his teeth in hatred.