Han Shi flew all the way, the more he advanced, the stronger the killing intent that permeated the surroundings, there were broken weapons and corpses everywhere, Han Shi had a faint feeling in his heart, the source of the killing feeling may be the key to getting out of this place.

Along the way, Han Shi's eyes looked around cautiously, the Shadow Sword slowly hovered beside him, and from time to time, a silver ray shot out from his hand, cutting the void open.

Suddenly, a scream appeared out of thin air, and I saw an almost transparent shadow that disappeared into the distance.

This transparent shadow, Han Shi has encountered a lot along the way, and according to his speculation, it should be a mutated soul.

The strength of this soul is not strong, and there is something in common, the memory has long since dissipated, and all that is left is instinct.

There was only one exception, it was a mutated soul that did not have the sense of attack, Han Shi once glanced at this soul, in his eyes, Han Shi saw a kind of confusion, and in the eyes of other souls, there was only emptiness.

Han Shi released his spiritual sense, surrounded this soul, and probed into it, and after careful investigation, he finally discovered the mystery.

These souls roaming around are the primordial spirits of those corpses, who lost their memories after death and only left instincts, but this soul somehow left a trace of residual consciousness and hid it in the primordial spirit.

It's just that the years have passed, and this residual consciousness has reached the verge of extinction, and with the invasion of Han Shi's spiritual consciousness, the residual consciousness is completely shattered like a cracked porcelain piece falling to the ground.

But at the moment when it shattered, Han Shi saw two pictures from it.

This battlefield is vast, countless armies are fighting here, blood is flowing like a river, there are monks in each side of the formation, all kinds of magical skills emerge in endlessly, thunder rolls between heaven and earth, and from time to time there are lightning strikes, hitting somewhere, bringing a large number of casualties.

The picture flashed, and then came to the scene after the battle, the ground was full of broken potholes and corpses, a few black smoke drifted into the sky, both sides were killed and wounded, the battlefield was dead and silent, only a few blackbirds screamed sharply, and the blood flowing from the corpses, once it dripped to the ground, disappeared silently, as if swallowed by the earth.

The picture is black, the remnants of the consciousness are gone, and there are no fragments left, these two pictures are the fragments of memories left by this soul before his death, and somehow, they have been preserved.

The remnant consciousness is shattered, and the soul is no different from the soul wandering around, Han Shi groaned a little, his heart moved, and he separated the spiritual consciousness a little, and he carefully cut off this spiritual consciousness.

This disconnected spiritual consciousness has part of Han Shi's memory, Han Shi's eyes flashed, and this memory was completely erased, he had a lot of secrets on his body, and he must not take risks.

Han Shi slowly fused this spiritual sense with the soul, which was quite smooth at first, but after a stick of incense, the soul suddenly trembled, let out a silent scream, and shattered at a very fast speed, bringing a strong wind to roll upside down, and suddenly dissipated.

Han Shi concocted the same method, capturing the wandering soul in the vicinity, fusing with the spiritual sense, for several days, all ended in failure, until there was no soul to catch nearby, Han Shi's face remained unchanged, and he continued to fly into the distance to capture the soul of other places.

Finally, twenty days later, after numerous failed fusions, there was a fusion that succeeded.

At the moment of merging into the soul, Han Shi's heart suddenly lit up, as if it was a gaze from another world, and his own gaze intersected.

The blending of water and milk is not enough to describe this feeling, it should be the blood and the mind, although the spiritual sense is disconnected from him, it is the same lineage, it can be said that this soul at this time is another Han Shi.

Opposite the eyes of the soul, an indescribable strange feeling came to my mind, which was like looking in a mirror, similar and different.

In the eyes of Han Shi and the soul, they have different appearances, but they have the feeling of looking at themselves, and before they can speak, they are fully aware of the thoughts in each other's hearts.

Han Shi's eyes lit up, as if he had a body that he could cling to, but three steps away, there was another Han Shi, with a fluttering green shirt, looking at him.

This face, when you look closely, is both familiar and has a hint of unfamiliarity.

Over the years, his cultivation has improved a lot, but he rarely has time to calm down and think carefully, but at this moment, looking at himself from the eyes of his other self, there is a strange strangeness, this feeling shocked Han Shi's heart, and his face suddenly became solemn, and he fell into deep thought.

This is not a strangeness in appearance, but a strangeness from the heart, since the death of his father, Han Shi has not realized at all, his mind has a slight change, this change comes from hatred, hatred makes him gradually fall into the pursuit of power, and gradually ignore the understanding of the way of heaven.

In the long run, he will be controlled by power, not by his own power.

Looking at his eyes full of indifference and murderous intent, Han Shi was shocked in his heart, he would never forget this hatred, but after not forgetting it, he had to override it, and he must not be controlled by this hatred, otherwise even if he succeeded in avenging his parents, he would be a sinner of the Han family, talking about cultivation in vain.

My Han Shi's heart can only be controlled by myself, if heaven and earth want to change it, what does it matter if I go against heaven and earth.

At this moment, Han Shi's body exuded a breath of contempt, spreading in all directions.

Han Shi smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, in this room, his gaze suddenly changed, although it was still cold, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a bend of clarity, like an ancient spring always flowing, so that Han Shi did not forget his heart.

Han Shi retracted his gaze and muttered, "What do you want in life?"

This is what the unknown old man asked him back then, and now that I think about it, the vicissitudes of this world are also born from the continuous pursuit of this question.

Han Shi, stepping into the door of cultivation, has only been in the past few decades, and he dare not say the conclusion, but he already has a lot of emotional thoughts in his heart.

Han Shi's move can be described as extremely amazing, and it is impossible for any foundation building monk to integrate his spiritual sense with his soul, which is completely different from taking away.

The first step of the seizure is to erase the primordial spirit in the flesh, and then, the primordial spirit enters the flesh body, and after a long time of adaptation and refining, in order to achieve the effect of complete control of the flesh.

If it weren't for the fact that Han Shi's spiritual consciousness had changed into a stone consciousness and had a strong concealment, it would never have been possible to merge with the soul under such a cultivation.

This soul has the same mind as Han Shi, but it has its own spiritual intelligence, which can be described as his first doppelganger, Han Shi pondered for a long time, and did not put away the soul, but decided to leave it here.

There are many strange things in this place, coupled with the earth-shattering secrets hidden in the Lost Heaven and Earth Palace, Han Shi can almost conclude that there is a great opportunity hidden in this place, but at the moment his cultivation is too low, and if he participates in it, he is afraid that it will only be a dead end.

Moreover, once he returns to Xuanyang Gate, this soul will remain here and will become a pair of eyes for him.

The soul raised its head slightly, glanced at Han Shi, and then flew forward, and soon lost its trace.

Han Shi looked at the direction in which the soul was leaving, and after being silent for a long time, he set up his flying sword and flew towards the depths of the ancient battlefield.