Regarding the second layer of the Underworld Method--- Soul Attraction, Wang Baole was more familiar with it in this half a month of cultivation, but the success rate was still not enough, let alone as a means of attack.

At this point, Wang Baole understands that it is caused by his own cultivation, after all, this is the practice of the Dan Realm.

And what he needs is not to cast the method of attracting souls, but to use this method to increase the effect of the dark fire, so that the dark fire overlaps, and prepare for his own knot.

Now he has overlapped the Hellfire to as many as sixty-three realms, and every time he erupts, the momentum is so strong that it is countless higher than he once was!!

At the same time, the lowest standard of the Underworld Sect for the talented disciples to tie up the Dan is the overlapping thirty-six realms of the Underworld, and the current Wang Baole has far exceeded, but he feels that he seems to be able to superimpose!

And in this cultivation, Wang Baole also forgot about the three souls that he threw into the Afterlife Phantom Array, until the time limit for turning resentful souls into resentful souls given by the master had slowly arrived, so after another seven days had passed, Wang Baole, who had finally overlapped the Immortal Fire to the Seventy Dao, suddenly remembered the task assigned to him by the master.

"It seems that I forgot something...... Wang Baole blinked, and looked at the formation with some weakness.

"I remember that it seemed to be adjusted to the outside world for one day, and the Phantom Array of Death was 10,000 years...... Wang Baole coughed, pondering that the three souls were all with dreams after all, although he almost forgot them, but after all, ...... I still remembered it, so it wasn't my mistake.

Thinking like this, Wang Baole suddenly felt a lot more at ease, so he came to the front of the phantom array of the afterlife, raised his right hand and pressed it on the formation, and suddenly a flower appeared in front of his eyes, as if he was in a fugue, his soul was out of his body, and he entered the phantom array, wanting to bring the three souls out.

And the first place he went to was the phantom array where the little boy was.

This is a world without monks, a society that is somewhat similar to the federation in Wang Baole's dream, just like the federation thousands of years ago, and peace is the main theme of the whole world.

The city where the little boy is located is a metropolis in this world, bustling with people during the day and full of luxury at night.

When Wang Baole came, it was the early morning of this world, the sun was shining, and the vehicles on the ground were constantly shuttling, and Wang Baole's figure appeared in a school district in the city.

"According to my senses, the imp is here. Wang Baole's figure floated in mid-air, touched his chin, and began to search, and before he could look for long, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy on a path below, wearing a school uniform and carrying a huge schoolbag that seemed to be extremely heavy...... is crying and sad faces, slowly moving forward.

Behind him, followed by a pair of middle-aged men and women, apparently the parents of the little boy, carrying heavier schoolbags in their hands, and kept telling the little boy as they walked.

This scene is very warm, Wang Baole saw it, he was even more pleased, and felt that although he was late, this family of three was full of family affection, which made him think of his parents.

But thinking about it like this, Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, he found that his memory was very vague for his parents in reality, but for his relatives in the dream of the Federation, it was very clear.

This made Wang Baole a little confused, and instinctively looked around, this world is too real, whether it is the breeze blowing, or the sound of the noise in the distance, people can't find the slightest sense of illusion from the senses.

Just when Wang Baole felt a little weird here, the little boy's family of three approached from a distance, and their voices slowly came and fell into Wang Baole's ears.

"Xiaobao, you have to study hard, don't always think about playing, always thinking about playing games, always thinking about spending money, when you grow up, we won't care about you!"

"Don't talk about children, Xiaobao, your dad is also good for you, you are still a child, today is your birthday, so I discussed it with your father, you are after school today, be more relaxed, just make up eight classes, and then make twenty rolls, and then recite fifty ancient poems, you can eat cake!"

"Xiaobao, you are young, don't always sigh, cherish your time in school, after all, there are still 30,000 years before you graduate from primary school, I have discussed with your father, you will be in middle school for 200,000 years in the future, we will find you a better make-up class!"

The little boy's eyes showed a blank look, listening to his parents' words, he was about to cry, but the tears were long gone, the circles under his eyes were even darker, and the whole person was already on the verge of collapse and despair, he didn't know how he survived the more than 200,000 years...... Almost every day, he had to go to school, make up classes, make papers, and memorize all kinds of knowledge......

Day after day, year after year...... Under the care of parents, in the company of parents, constantly study, study, study......

He thought about resisting, he thought about struggling, but no matter what method he used, even if he committed suicide, the next morning, he would wake up again, as if nothing had happened, continue to study, continue to make up for the lessons......

The only thing that supported him was that he remembered that all this was fake, and remembered that one day, Wang Baole would come and take him away, but he waited and waited, waited for more than 200,000 years, and he didn't wait.

Listening to the words of the little boy's parents, Wang Baole looked strange, and his heart was also shocked, looking at the misery of the little boy, he also had some sympathy, so he coughed.

This cough came out, and suddenly the whole world stood still, and everything was motionless, except for him and the little boy, everything was as usual.

And the little boy didn't notice it at first, carrying a schoolbag, with a bitter face, and walked forward blankly, but after walking a few steps, he felt that something was wrong, and looked up sharply, when he saw Wang Baole's figure, he was immediately excited, and directly cried and pounced, and knelt down with a puff.

"Master, you are here! I was wrong, you took me away, I don't want to be here anymore, I don't want to go to make up for the class, I want to go back to be a machine spirit, master, please take me away......"

The little boy's cry was extremely miserable, and he was even worried that Wang Baole would ignore it, so he hugged Wang Baole's thigh and cried even louder.

In the end, Wang Baole could only put on a helpless look, and took the little boy out of this illusory array of death, and then thought about it for a while, and went to the world where the old ghost who claimed to be a national teacher at the beginning.

This world, the vastness of the degree is beyond the little boy's, the starry sky here is endless, to some extent it is very similar to the outside world, and even there are monks here, and there are even stronger people, but even if it is strong, when Wang Baole comes in, no one can detect the slightest, and even his own authority, so that Wang Baole only needs one thought, he can make this world collapse.

And when he entered the world of the Afterlife Phantom Array and found the old ghost who had been a national teacher, this old guy was ...... Run away!

Crazy escape, even if his body is very embarrassed and his hair is scattered, but his speed is amazing, and he seems to be desperate and desperate to escape.

Behind him, there were countless pursuers, among these pursuers there were countless monks, and there were also a large number of airships, densely packed and overwhelming, frantically pursuing.

And it can be seen that these monks and airships do not belong to the same camp, and if you look closely, you can see that they seem to belong to at least ten forces.

If it was just a pursuit, Wang Baole would be surprised at most, but this pursuit was different, which made Wang Baole look extremely weird...... Those who pursued were shouting as they chased, and they were full of hostility to each other, as if they were fighting.

"National teacher, your old man is old, run slowly, don't hurt your body. ”

"Don't go, national teacher, our country can't do without you, thousands of people, we can't live without you!"

"National teacher, the emperor has decreed that if you don't go back, he will commit suicide......"

"National Teacher, we have discovered a new star field, where there are thousands of civilizations, all waiting for your old man to become a national teacher!"

The pursuers shouted one by one, and when the sound spread in all directions, the old ghost who was fleeing in front of him, his whole hair was scattered, and he was going crazy, his eyes were extremely red, and he let out a roar of grief and indignation.

"Get out of here, I'm not a national teacher, you are a national teacher, your whole family is a national teacher!!" he said this, tears flowed again, and his sadness was extreme.