Chapter 404: Scattered Souls

The time dimension that the memories in the reincarnation river can span can almost reach hundreds of millions, billions of years.

Although it is impossible for him to fall for such a long time, after his death, the changes that have taken place in this world can indeed be described as vicissitudes.

The self-explosion of the four great god emperors besieging him was too great.

Not only did it affect the entire Divine Domain, but it even had an irreversible impact on the Nether Sanctuary and the lowest realm.

The boundary between the Divine Realm and the Nether Realm is constantly weakening, and it is no longer as difficult for people from the Divine Realm to come to the Nether Realm as it was at the beginning.

This may be a good thing for the people of the Sacred Realm, but for the people of the Divine Realm, it is simply bad news.

This indicates that the Divine Realm is no longer sacred, and the Divine Realm is being degraded, and it is very likely that it will be reduced to the same existence as the Holy Realm in the future.

The more this is the case, the more unlikely it is that there will be a god-man or god-emperor in the holy realm.

The people of the Divine Realm come across the border, and the breath of the Divine Realm will be absorbed by the Holy Realm, and now that the Divine Realm has undergone drastic changes, this will only accelerate the speed of the transformation of the Divine Realm towards the Holy Domain.

Therefore, it was impossible for either Aoba or the other God Emperors to send the Divine Realm's subordinates to search for him.

The method used by Aoba is very simple, it is just a lure.

He gave a lot of treasures and recruited the people of the Holy Land to hunt down and kill his followers.

Those who once believed in themselves were almost exterminated, even if they only believed in themselves, and they didn't give any benefits at all, all of Aoba's subordinates didn't let go, and they all went to receive rewards.

What's more, many people who have nothing to do with themselves are also killed by this group of people who are consumed by profit in the name of their own believers, and they are used to receive rewards for their merits.

Many realms, sects, families, and countries were looted and slaughtered in this way, causing the inheritance to be cut off and completely disappeared in the torrent of time.

These memories, under the absorption of Mu Fan's devouring dragon body, gathered little by little, and continued to merge into his mind.

Aoba Xiaoer not only betrayed herself, but her methods afterwards were even more cruel and vicious, almost killing all her followers.

Since part of the Jiuqu Reincarnation River collapsed into the Sanctuary after that self-explosion, most of the killed people who ascended to the Domain still retained their souls in the Jiuqu Reincarnation River.

Countless consciousnesses were entangled and mutated in the river of reincarnation, and finally formed this huge Styx monster fish.

Such a strange fish, in the Jiuqu Reincarnation River, I believe that there is far more than this one.

"Be ungrateful, kill me, slaughter my believers! Aoba children, blood debts should be paid with blood! ”

Mu Fan was furious in his heart, although he had never seen many of the people who were killed, but those who believed in themselves certainly had the responsibility to protect themselves.

Aoba Xiao'er killed them, and he, the god emperor who was believed in, must come forward to make decisions for them.

He held back his anger and quickly searched for information about the Aoba God Emperor.

It's a pity that the memories of this strange fish species are almost all from Aoba Xiaoer's lackeys, and the most valuable memory of Aoba himself is only an oracle issued by the Aoba God Emperor himself.

This group of people didn't even have the qualifications to see the projection of the God Emperor, so they were willing to put all their net worth and life into it, and swore allegiance to the Aoba God Emperor.

Just the God Emperor he cultivated single-handedly had this kind of appeal, and he was ranked as the first Dan Emperor in the God Realm at the beginning, how powerful his appeal was.

It can also be guessed how fiercely his followers resisted at the beginning.

But the believers who have lost the protection of the God Emperor can imagine the fate.

After half a day, Mu Fan slowly stopped absorbing, and when he opened his eyes again, the pitch-black space had become clear.

The strange fish that swallowed him in the stomach was completely gone.

"Wow, master, you are amazing! It only took half a day to absorb that strange fish, what kind of exercise are you? ”

When Tiandao saw Mu Fan wake up, he immediately let out a cry of surprise.

Mu Fan knew some things after his fall, and he felt a little uncomfortable, the God Emperor who was once high above did not care about the life and death of the believers in the lower realm.

It wasn't until he also died that he understood how much the people of the Nether had paid for believing in him.

Rushing out of the river with a pop, he turned his eyes and saw Mo Tianlong and the others standing by the river hesitating.

"Great, Brother Mu is safe!"

"Brother Mu, have you found someone...... This is? The soul of Anglao! ”

As soon as Mu Fan landed, he was immediately surrounded by everyone and asked questions.

When they saw the soul of the Lord of the Wu Sect floating out of Mu Fan's hands, everyone's faces changed again.

The dignified Emperor Wu was at the pinnacle, and he was at the same level as them, and he just went down to the river to take a bath, and then he was directly in the river.

Such a terrible thing makes their hearts furious when they think about it.

Liu Beili looked at the Wu Sect Master with a sad expression, and asked worriedly, "Brother Wu, what happened?" How did you...... Do you plan to reincarnate and recultivate, or do you want to borrow your body to resurrect your soul and recultivate the ghost path? ”

The master of the Wu Sect shook his head with a wry smile, and first saluted Mu Fan and thanked him: "Thank you seniors for sacrificing your life to save me, if there is no help from my seniors, I am afraid that my soul has been devoured by other fierce spirits." ”

The Nine Songs of Reincarnation River is indeed the place where the souls of the dead in the world return, but being able to return to the Reincarnation River does not mean that they are completely safe.

Death can happen anywhere, and even in the world of the dead, there is still a risk that the soul will be destroyed.

He was killed in seconds without even seeing the face of his opponent, but Mu Fan was able to save his soul intact.

The gap between Mu Fan and them, the master of the Wu Sect finally understood.

It's just that he knew about it too late.

Mu Fan waved his hand disappreciatively, and the Wu Sect Master sighed at those friends who were not friends: "Although I have the strength to transform and cultivate the ghost path, but this path is a dead end, once I cultivate the ghost path, there will be no chance to reincarnate after death." ”

"Although my qualifications in this life are limited and I have not been able to cultivate as a saint, with my current strength, I will re-enter reincarnation, and I will definitely be a genius with supreme talent in my next life."

"I haven't reached a dead end yet, I have a choice, and I put the hope of breaking through the saint in the next life...... But everyone, this road is dangerous, if you want to gain more, you might as well trust the pastor a little more. ”

After saying that, the master of the Wu Sect sighed, and his body gradually transformed into stars and gradually dissipated.

Not long after, the soul of the peak of Emperor Wu disappeared in front of everyone's eyes like a starlight.

Although Mo Tianlong and the others were not close friends with him, they couldn't help but feel a little gloomy when they saw that there were still companions who were talking and laughing a second ago, and now they didn't even have a wisp of soul left.

After a moment of silence, Mo Tianlong thought of the words of the Wu Sect Master, and looked up at Mu Fan: "Senior Mu, can we really gain anything from this trip?" ”