Zi Ling instinctively slowed down, and the airflow generated by the flapping of her wings became viscous and stagnant.
Rong Jiaojiao shouted, "Ziling, stop first!"
Zi Ling stopped in mid-air as instructed. Rong Jiaojiao looked ahead, a silver light gleaming deep in her pupils. "Master! The spatial fluctuations are starting to become chaotic. The spiritual energy here is like a jumbled mess!"
Before the words were even finished, the previously clear sky was suddenly swallowed up by the rolling thick fog, which coiled around him as if it were a living thing.
Rong Jiaojiao shouted, "Ziling, fly higher into the sky."
Zi Ling was about to fly into the sky, but in the blink of an eye, they were already in the mist and could no longer fly.
Qing Xuanzi released his flying sword and said, "Zi Ling is too large and is very dangerous in areas with chaotic spiritual energy. I will take you."
Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "Master, I am more sensitive to spatial power, and I also have the ability to foresee danger. I will take you and Ziling with me on my sword, so that our combat power will be stronger."
If there is danger, she can also fight using her divine soul power.
After hesitating for a moment, Qing Xuanzi finally nodded in agreement.
Rong Jiaojiao opened her palm, and the Lingyuan Sword appeared in her hand. After enlarging the sword, she stood steadily on it. Zi Ling instantly shrank her huge body and turned back into a little sable, landing on Rong Jiaojiao's sword.
Qingxuanzi and Xiaojin also raised their snake heads, ready to fight at any moment.
The surrounding fog suddenly surged violently, and countless illusory figures emerged from it. They were all different in shape; some resembled ferocious demons, while others looked like fallen cultivators, holding broken weapons and letting out mournful howls.
Rong Jiaojiao was very puzzled as to why she hadn't foreseen the danger.
She didn't dare to be careless, unsure whether her premonition had failed or if there was no danger on this trip.
The purple spirit's pupils shimmered with spiritual light, and its Eye of Truth shone brightly, yet these illusory figures remained indistinguishable from reality in its eyes.
"Be careful! These are Soul-Devouring Illusions unique to the Sea of Mist!" Qing Xuanzi's expression changed drastically. He quickly formed hand seals, and a golden light shield appeared around his body. "They can bewitch the mind and evoke the deepest fears within!"
Rong Jiaojiao felt a chilling aura penetrate her sea of consciousness. The little secret realm immediately became unhappy and emitted a faint golden light, illuminating Rong Jiaojiao's mind. Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness regained its warmth, and she was able to see the scene before her clearly.
Rong Jiaojiao said to Yue Ling, "Yueling, protect Master's, Zi Ling's, and Xiao Jin's sea of consciousness. Don't let the Soul-Devouring Illusionary Spirit affect them."
As expected, a golden light split into three, transforming into three light shields to protect the consciousness of the one person and two beasts.
They immediately regained their senses, and Qing Xuanzi said, "It seems that the danger of the Fog Sea lies in these Soul-Devouring Illusions. They can not only cause hallucinations, but also devour souls."
Rong Jiaojiao took out many Soul-Burning Talismans and said, "Master, these things are most afraid of spells that can damage the soul and spells that use lightning. You put Xiao Jin into the spirit beast bag, and we will use talismans to deal with these dark things."
Qing Xuanzi nodded: "Good, it's perfect that using talismans in battle doesn't consume spiritual power."
Qing Xuanzi wanted to put Xiao Jin into his spirit beast bag, but Xiao Jin refused. He then ignored it and produced a mid-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman.
These Soul-Devouring Illusions are not strong, but there are too many of them, so a mid-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman is needed to deal with them.
With a flick of her wrist, Rong Jiaojiao sent dozens of Soul-Burning Talismans transforming into cold, ghostly blue flames that scattered in all directions. The flames were silent, yet they caused the Soul-Devouring Illusion to emit a piercing scream, its form twisting and dissipating.
Seeing this, Qing Xuanzi transformed the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in his hand into a stream of light and shot out. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and purple lightning exploded in the sea of mist, clearing the sky.
Not to be outdone, Zi Ling leaped to the sword tip, its body crackling with lightning patterns, and spewed out a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl. Wherever the lightning passed, a path was forcibly cleaved through the mist.
"Go!" Rong Jiaojiao sped away on her sword, the Lingyuan Sword swiftly cutting through the path opened by lightning.
However, the surrounding fog seemed to have a life of its own, quickly closing in and enveloping them in the blink of an eye.
"Something's not right!" Qing Xuanzi suddenly exclaimed, "Why are there more and more illusory spirits the more we kill them?"
Rong Jiaojiao took a closer look and was immediately startled.
The scattered Soul-Eating Illusions actually reformed in the mist, each one transforming into a crystalline gray bead suspended in the air.
"Master, look!" She reached out and caught a falling bead. "These phantom spirits will condense into soul beads after they die!"
The moon spirit's voice came: "This is a supreme treasure for cultivating the soul! No wonder they can be reborn continuously; it turns out they are using the power of the misty sea to cycle through time."
Then he said to Rong Jiaojiao, "Master, quickly collect these soul beads. These soul beads can help you cultivate your divine soul power!"
Upon hearing this, Zi Ling said, "I will. My Eye of Insight can see their core. As long as the core is completely destroyed..."
Before the words were even finished, two beams of purple lightning shot out from its eyes, striking precisely the eerie light on the chest of a phantom spirit. The phantom spirit screamed in agony, its entire body vanishing like smoke, but it did not regenerate, leaving behind only an exceptionally bright soul bead.
"It works!" Rong Jiaojiao exclaimed with delight. "Master, why don't we..."
Qing Xuanzi understood and immediately changed tactics: "Jiaojiao will be in charge of defense, while Ziling and I will focus on the attack. Since we're going to hunt for Soul Pearls, we might as well stay a little longer!"
Golden light shone from Xiao Jin's body, protecting everyone. He transmitted his voice, saying, "Master, my attack power is not as good as yours when dealing with these Soul-Devouring Illusions. I will defend."
Qing Xuanzi nodded: "Alright, then you..."
Before he could finish speaking, a Soul-Devouring Phantom Spirit crashed into the defensive light barrier. In the next instant, just like the one attacked by the Purple Spirit, it turned into black smoke and dissipated, leaving only a crystal bead.
Everyone was confused. Rong Jiaojiao asked Xiao Jin, "Xiao Jin, what kind of power do you have? It's so strong!"
Xiao Jin himself was also confused. Yue Ling said, "Perhaps Xiao Jin contains a trace of ancient dragon blood."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jin's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, perhaps I have the bloodline of an ancient golden dragon!"
Zi Ling shook her head: "It's unlikely. Brother Xiao Jin isn't even a dragon. How could we possibly have golden dragon blood?"
Rong Jiaojiao had always believed that the secret realm was omnipotent, so she asked, "Moon Spirit, if it existed, wouldn't you be able to sense it?"
Yue Ling smiled and said, "It might be because there's too little, or maybe I guessed wrong."
Qing Xuanzi stopped their discussion: "Alright, we're surrounded again. Regardless of Xiao Jin's bloodline, the important thing now is that we have another helper."
As Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, hundreds of Soul-Devouring Illusions surged out of the thick fog, their sharp roars piercing everyone's ears like steel needles.
Rong Jiaojiao held the Lingyuan Sword horizontally in front of her, the sword gleaming with silver light to form a barrier. The golden light of the moon spirit flowed across the surface of the barrier, burning away all the shadowy figures that tried to penetrate it, leaving only the glowing soul beads, which were then pulled back by Rong Jiaojiao's spiritual power.
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