Han Shi flew all the way, and the killing intent that permeated the surroundings became stronger and stronger, and there were broken weapons and corpses everywhere, Han Shi had a faint feeling in his heart, and 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, and the Shadow Sword slowly circled beside him, and from time to time there were silver rays shooting out from his hands, cutting through the void.

Suddenly, a miserable scream appeared out of thin air, only to see an almost transparent shadow disappear into the distance, this transparent shadow Han Shi has encountered a lot along the way, according to his speculation, it should be a mutated soul, this soul is not strong and has something in common, the memory has long since dissipated, there is only one exception, that is a mutated soul that does not have the sense of attack, Han Shi once glanced at this soul, in his eyes, Han Shi saw a kind of confusion, and the eyes of other souls were only empty.

Han Shi released his spiritual sense, surrounded this soul, and probed into it to investigate carefully, and finally discovered the subtlety.

These souls roaming around are the original gods of those corpses who only have instinct left after death, but this soul somehow left a trace of residual consciousness hidden in the original spirit.

The years have passed, this residual consciousness has reached the verge of extinction, with the invasion of Han Shi's spiritual consciousness, the residual consciousness is completely shattered like a cracked porcelain piece falling to the ground, and at the moment of its shattering, Han Shi saw two pictures from it.

A vast battlefield, countless armies fought here, rivers of blood flowed, monks on both sides participated, all kinds of magical exercises emerged in endlessly, thunder rolled between heaven and earth, and lightning struck from time to time.

As soon as the picture turned, the ground was full of corpses, a few black smoke drifted into the sky, there was a dead silence on the battlefield, only a few blackbirds screamed sharply, and the blood flowing from the corpses disappeared once they dripped to the ground, as if swallowed by the earth, the picture suddenly went black, and the remnants of the knowledge were wiped out with a bang, these two pictures are the memory fragments 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, and his heart moved to separate the spiritual consciousness into a trace, he carefully cut off this spiritual consciousness, this broken spiritual consciousness has part of the memory, Han Shi's eyes flashed and completely erased this memory, he has a lot of secrets, 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, screamed silently, and shattered at an extremely fast speed, bringing a violent wind to roll up and dissipate immediately.

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

Twenty days later, after numerous failed fusions, there was finally a fusion that succeeded.

The moment the soul merged, Han Shi's heart suddenly lit up, and it seemed to be a gaze from another world, and it intersected with his gaze.

Water * melt is not enough to describe this feeling, it should be the blood and the mind are connected, although the spiritual sense is disconnected from him, it is the same lineage, it can be said that this soul is another Han Shi at this time.

Opposite the four eyes of the soul, an indescribable strange feeling came to mind, this is like looking in a mirror, both 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 they have not yet opened their mouths but 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 was another Han Shi, looking at him flutteringly.

This face, looking at it carefully, is both familiar but has a hint of unfamiliarity, his cultivation has improved a lot over the years, but he rarely has time to calm down and think carefully, at this moment, looking at himself from the eyes of another self, there is a strange strangeness, this feeling shocked Han Shi's heart, and suddenly his face was solemn and fell into contemplation.

This is not a strangeness in appearance, but a strangeness from the heart, since the death of his father, Han Shi has not realized that there has been a slight change in his mind, 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 to control 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 would override it, and he must not be controlled by this hatred, otherwise even if he avenged his parents, he would be a sinner of the Han family, and he would talk about cultivation in vain.

His heart can only be controlled by himself, if the heaven and the earth want to change, what does it matter if he goes against the heaven and the earth, at this moment, Han Shi's body exudes a breath of looking at the world, spreading in all directions, Han Shi smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, in this one and a close, his eyes suddenly changed, although it was cold, but there was a bend in the depths of his eyes as clear as the cold moon of the ancient spring, 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.

It has only been decades since Han Shi stepped into the door of the monasticism, and he didn't dare to say the conclusion, but he already had 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 consciousness with his soul, which is completely different from taking the house.

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 to achieve the effect of completely controlling the flesh.

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

This soul is in line with Han Shi's mind, but it has its own spiritual intelligence, which can be described as Han Shi's first doppelganger, he muttered for a long time and did not put away the soul, but decided to leave it here, there are many strange things here, coupled with the earth-shattering secret hidden in the Labyrinth Palace, Han Shi can almost conclude that there is a great opportunity hidden here, but at the moment his cultivation is too low, and he is afraid that participating in it is just a dead end, and once he returns to Xuanyang Gate, this soul will become a pair of eyes if he stays here.

The soul glanced up at Han Shi slightly and then flew forward, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Han Shi looked at the direction in which the soul was leaving, and after a little silence, he took off his sword and flew towards the depths of the ancient battlefield.