"The last possibility... When I touched that aura, it gave me a sense of déjà vu. That feeling... was like the aura of the Soul Land!"
Pan Kong in the space carefully recalled the useful information he had.
"As you know, the Pankong Realm's true soul land completely disappeared in a previous war. Later soul cultivators tried to find it, but simply couldn't find it. Later, some cultivators from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, hoping to maintain normal reincarnation rules, jointly created a similar Yellow Springs Land. Over time, the soul power there increased, and gradually, an artificial soul land was formed. But have you ever considered that even if the cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm knew some soul cultivation techniques, and could use them to cultivate soul power without entering into reincarnation rules, combined with some Taoist reincarnation techniques and Buddhist methods of mutual salvation... what would become of the souls of the mortals in the mortal world?"
There are many mortals in the world of immortal cultivation, especially those from the lower-level continents.
"And in that great war, it wasn't just the Pankong Realm that lost its soul realm!"
Pan Kong remembered something and couldn't help rubbing his temples.
Those things are too complicated and confusing.
But he also learned something that might be useful.
"Later... it was said that the Immortal Realm's Soul Realm also lost contact with it... But there are soul cultivators who have ascended in other lower spiritual realms, so where did they go? If the soul power of our Pankong Realm is artificially created, then what about the soul power of other realms? What about the Immortal Realm?"
Soul power is a kind of power of heaven and earth. In order to maintain some kind of balance in the universe, does the fairy world also think of creating one?
This is unlikely! How powerful would a soul land be that could carry the soul power of an immortal?
And if there really is a man-made soul land, why is there no news at all?
"So I suspect that this true Soul Realm has never disappeared. It may be connected to all realms, but we haven't found that spatial channel. And the Soul Realm of the Immortal Realm... may have been drawn into a certain space due to a previous battle. And in the chaotic and complex spatial barriers, we still haven't found the point that can connect..."
As he spoke, Pan Kong's mood couldn't help but become a little depressed again.
If we want to trace the disappearance of the true soul world, we can trace it back to the time of the great war.
After the extermination of my clan, there are no more saints in the world...
Those who are called saints by the world are mostly half-saints who are just one step away from becoming one.
Don't underestimate this finishing move. The great principles contained in it may be able to crush countless semi-saints.
"Clans were exterminated, hundreds of races withered, and later Confucianism and Taoism sacrificed their Confucian spirit... Sometimes I think about it, and I feel that it's not just the Saint King Palace and the Immortal Alliance that are manipulating the chessboard in this world... The imperfections of the rules have prompted some cultivators to be content with the status quo, but they have also given rise to some cultivators who want to break the rules... And among all these, what will truly perfect the rules of this world? Or, in other words, will it truly give birth to a true saint?"
Pan Kong’s question made Shen Qingyi frown.
This question is still too mysterious for her now.
Saint?
She hasn't even broken through to become an immortal.
However, she still expressed her thoughts on when the rule could be improved.
"The rules may never be perfect... After all, if a world wants to develop, then the power of the rules will also develop... If one day the rules are close to perfection, then does that mean that this world has reached its limit..."
Limit? When he said this word, Shen Qing frowned subconsciously.
Is the limit good or bad? Will one step forward lead to destruction or rebirth?
Shen Qingyi's words shocked Pan Kong's soul.
"Qingyi... tell me, why did an era so powerful once fall to ruin? Was it really caused by the war between the two sides...? But why do all the bloodlines of the clan still exist in the world today? Are these coincidences, or did they anticipate something and lay a backup plan? Just like the limit you mentioned... if the period back then was already the limit of this world..."
“Boom!”
Thunder roared, streaking across the sky of the Fallen Angel Realm.
The conversation between the two also ended.
Shen Qingyi felt as if the thunder just now flew over her head, shocking her so much that she was unconscious for a moment.
My mind went blank and my ears were buzzing.
After shaking his head and taking a few deep breaths, Shen Qingyi felt a little better.
However, Pan Kong in the space felt as if an electric current was rushing in, and his whole soul trembled.
"What's going on? Why did it suddenly thunder? It gave me a fright!"
The complaining voice sounded, and Shen Qingyi's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Tianyuan also reacted instantly, and the wood spirit aura around him became stronger and stronger.
Shen Qingyi used the aura of space, his own skills, and Tianyuan's wood spirit aura, and he almost merged with the surrounding environment.
The rustling sounds not far away were getting closer and closer.
"Alright! Stop talking nonsense! I don't know what's going on in Yinshan lately. It feels so quiet that it's not normal!"
"Me too. It wasn't like this when we entered Yinshan at this time in previous years, right?"
"When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on! Could it be that a high-level ancient beast is about to appear in Yinshan Mountain?"
"This idea is not impossible. I've also been feeling a chill on my back lately, as if countless pairs of eyes are staring at me."
"Sixth Brother! Don't scare me!"
"Alright, alright! We still feel like finishing up the last batch of medicinal plants and getting out of here! Come back and take a look later."
The big man in the lead picked the poisonous weeds around him with nimble hands and feet.
"Really going out? Boss, we've finally made it here..."
"Shut up! After you finish packing these things, go out first. If Yinshan is peaceful after a while, we can come back in."
The leading monk cast his eyes around him. He had recently experienced the feeling of being watched. Sometimes money is important, but life also matters, right?
Moreover, as a cultivator, some intuitions cannot be ignored.
Several people no longer objected to the proposal, but they still couldn't help but grumble in low voices.
"If an ancient beast lord is born in Yinshan, it will probably be like Qiushan, where no one can approach for more than ten or twenty years."
"Qiu Shan? Speaking of Qiu Shan, I think of the Holy King Palace...why has the Holy King Palace been so quiet lately? Aren't they planning some big move?"
"Ah! This is possible! It is said that in the battle at the peaks, the move Bi Rong used at the end was a bit uncanny, it was not simple! It's a pity that those cultivators in the Immortal Alliance are very tight-lipped. Until now, no news has been leaked! I don't know what the two sides are up to!"
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