Normally speaking, the distance between Shen Lian and his secondary soul is at most two thousand miles. If it is more, he will not be able to control the secondary soul.

But after killing two Nascent Soul Great Perfection monsters in succession, the merits gained allowed the secondary soul to condense a green body of merit to protect its body.

During this process, the connection between the original body and the secondary soul actually reached the stage of "heavenly" induction from the divine mind induction, as if there was divine help in the dark.

With the blessing of the Golden Body of Merit, even a cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul cannot glimpse the true scene of the secondary soul and the spirit puppet.

The magic of merit opened Shen Lian's eyes. Faced with such miraculous merit, he directly transferred all the merit power that remained in his original body to his secondary soul.

I am prepared to do my best to build the secondary soul into a person of merit. As for the original body, I am not going to be involved in matters of merit, so as to avoid any misunderstandings in the future.

In addition, it was also an extremely safe decision not to give the secondary soul any spiritual energy to allow it to develop intelligence.

After refining three sets of five-element spiritual objects in succession, the secondary soul advanced to the fourth-level intermediate grade as expected. In addition, with a spiritual consciousness comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul, and the same spells as the original body, such as the Tiandu Yanshen Fa and Yin Yang Transformation, as well as the Nine-Layered Lightning-Attracting Umbrella, a spiritual treasure of merit that had begun to transform, it could escape calmly even if it encountered a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Great Perfection.

As for encountering a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, it would depend on who is tougher.

"Although the Soul Catchers are all in the late Nascent Soul stage, they are afraid of the sky thunder. I have the advantage."

After being a little reserved for a while, Shen Lian murmured silently.

"I hope what Brother Qian Dai said is true. The negative pole here will definitely reverse, and a positive pole spiritual creature will appear."

After sensing the location of the secondary soul, Shen Lian felt at ease.

If he didn't have this background, how could he dare to come to the secret place at the source of the long river.

Now it depends on whether the secondary soul’s entry into the secret realm will cut off the control over the original body.

As long as there are no problems, he doesn't need to enter the secret realm. He is in a safe position in this game.

The entrance to the secret realm.

The vortex-shaped entrance rolled up the broken space and energy, and the eerie atmosphere lingered for a long time, covering the area within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The secondary soul stepped into the vortex without hesitation and was immediately swallowed up by the black light.

At the same time, Shen Lian had also arrived outside the secret realm. If the secret realm was isolated from the connection between the secondary souls, he would pull out the secondary soul and reconsider whether to enter the secret realm.

Speaking of which, he has some unique knowledge about the secret realm.

After all, he had once had the opportunity to create a small cave in the wilderness. The person who came in at that time was a Jindan cultivator. As the person behind the scenes, the life and death of the cultivator depended on his decision.

As a result, when facing the secret realm, he always had a feeling that it was ominous. Maybe there was someone behind the scenes playing tricks and could adjust the death rate at will.

The vortex was dark and sticky, causing his secondary soul to feel a little dizzy, but the green light from his robe allowed him to regain his senses in an instant.

After three or four breaths, I felt like I was stepping on a rising and falling bubble. The lightning-attracting umbrella hummed autonomously and rotated around my body to protect it.

"Oh, no problem."

Taking a look at the blood-red area around him, the secondary soul couldn't help but feel happy that the connection between it and the original soul had not weakened.

At the same time, after sensing that there was no problem with the control, Shen Lian began to look around the entrance to the secret realm to see if he could set up a formation and wait for the final harvest.

There seemed to be water flowing under the soft ground, and the surface was a layer of dry and cracked earth like a tortoise shell, surging up and down, and some traces could be seen, which were obviously left by the soul catcher.

Without rushing to look for any spiritual objects, the secondary soul began to move quickly. He didn't know the size of the secret realm, so he had to quickly determine the range within which the secondary soul could move.

After some attempts, he found that with the place where he settled as the center, he could move independently within a range of thousands of miles in the east, south, west and north. Beyond this distance, the connection between him and his original body became a little vague.

The entire secret realm was far more than this area, and there were no opportunities within the range where he could move.

The ground was soft and collapsing, and there was black, cold fog all around, and some scattered white bones could be seen.

After the divine sense passed through the surface of the earth, it could be seen that beneath the ground, which was a hundred feet thick, there was a pool of sticky black liquid, which was soaked with densely packed corpses and bones.

The surface of these corpses and bones were soaked with mucus, forming a gray or bloody outer membrane. Some of them looked lifelike, with big eyes staring at them.

The vast majority of corpses and bones belong to humans and demons, there are also some other alien races, but the number is relatively small.

I checked the surrounding area before, and found nothing else within a radius of ten thousand miles except these corpses hidden under the surface, and I didn't encounter any monks.

This made Shen Lian's previous joy become awkward.

Although Wanli's control distance is very large, it is still a bit small compared to the secret realm, unless the real body is allowed to come in as well.

But after thinking about it, Shen Lian still did not come in. Although the secret realm had an entrance, the deputy soul did not notice the location of the exit. The sky above the secret realm was covered by thick black clouds, and the space barrier was very unstable.

The real body is outside, and we can locate each other, and then lead the secondary soul out when the time comes.

As for setting up the formation at the entrance, it is just a casual move. If it can be used, use it. If it is not useful, just put it away.

The main feature is that you may not use it, but you must have it when you need it.

"Alas, I can only be a fisherman."

He was thinking silently in his heart, wondering whether the thoughts of those robbing monks were the same as what he was thinking at the moment.

Although he wanted to be the one who reaps the spoils, his secondary soul was not idle either. He grabbed the tip of the folded lightning-attracting umbrella and plunged it under the ground.

There are many resentful souls in the bones in the mucus below. A thief never leaves empty-handed, so he, the dignified Thunder and Lightning Dharma King Sect, cannot make a trip in vain.

"It's no use staying in a place like this. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Let's just go."

Speaking of which, he is also a double-standard dog. When he encountered the three-eyed demon corpse before, he directly collected it and prepared to keep it as puppet material. Now that he saw these ordinary corpses, he suddenly became noble again.

While fishing and roasting, gather the resentment that arises into the Cave of Merit.

This incident made Shen Lian a little discouraged. Others who entered the secret realm went out to kill people everywhere, but he just came in and became a strong laborer.

Beneath the torn blood mud, the corpses seemed endless. No matter how many the secondary soul salvaged, more would come crowding in from all directions.

Later, he flew into the air, grabbed the lightning-attracting umbrella and plunged into the sticky black water below. More than 30,000 little thunderbirds spread out their antler-like networks, dragged out the corpses, and then rolled up a ball of spiritual fire and burned it.

After being busy for a while, the secondary soul fell directly into the lightning umbrella. The nine-layer thunder umbrella slowly closed and turned into a point of spiritual light and sank into the mucus below.

After a moment, there was no trace of him in the surrounding area anymore.

After half an incense stick of time, the lightning-attracting umbrella rushed out of the blood and mud from thousands of miles away, and the ribs of the umbrella opened to reveal the secondary soul.

Not bad, the breath-concealing function is quite powerful, and it can hide the body even in the sticky black water below.

The area of ​​ten thousand miles seems very large, but there are no mountains or forests around it. It is all thick blood mud and densely packed corpses. It is very important to hide if you are surrounded.

…

The busy deputy soul did not forget to check the surroundings. Soon his eyes lit up and he sensed a blood-red petal emerging from the black cloud.

The spinning petals spread out across the sky, heading towards him.

A distance of a thousand miles was reached in an instant, and soon he was a hundred feet away, transforming into a monk covered in flower petals.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Seeing the petal monk suddenly appear, Shen Lian couldn't help but sigh.

"Fate is truly indescribable."

Monk Petal looked at Shen Lian with some surprise.

It is not easy to enter this secret realm. Either you have a secret method to avoid the resentment, or you have something to protect your body.

"Sir, who is it?"

"An ordinary corpse collector."

The deputy soul looked at the corpse still hanging on the lightning umbrella and said calmly: "Daoyou, it seems that you and I have a deep connection."

The Petal Monk was shrouded in a wide robe, his aura was settled, making it impossible for people to sense his fluctuations.

"From the Immortal Corpse Sect?"

After a moment, a dull voice rose from the robe.

Before the secondary soul could respond, another voice sounded.

"You were the one who stole my three-eyed demon's body last time, right?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, the deputy soul was stunned for a moment. He was now protected by merit, and his aura had been restrained to the extreme. Where was the leak? This ghost thing had a very sensitive nose.

"What Immortal Corpse Sect?"

"Your Excellency speaks very strangely. Have we met before?"

The deputy soul spoke, and checked the surroundings. There should be only one soul catcher nearby.

"I don't know what the Immortal Corpse Sect is!"

Before he finished speaking, the lightning umbrella in the deputy soul's hand rose into the air and turned into thunder all over the sky, striking down towards the petal monk.

At the same time as the secondary soul took action, the petal monk also took action.

Both of them wanted to strike first, but they didn't expect that this idea would put them on the same starting line.

"How could the Immortal Corpse Sect possibly master thunder magic?"

The petals all over the sky were shattered by the lightning. Facing the brilliant lightning, the Petal Monk instinctively looked a little timid.

There was a reason why he concluded that the secondary soul was the cultivator from the Immortal Corpse Sect who stole his three-eyed demon corpse. A good cultivator would not fight for treasures but would fish for corpses when entering the secret realm.

This was obviously an attempt to fish out higher grade corpses from beneath the blood mud.

Considering the fact that the three-eyed demon corpse was snatched away before, can you blame him for being suspicious?

Seeing the brilliant lightning flashing down, the Petal Monk flicked out flowers dripping with blood from his hands, which gathered into man-eating blood flowers and wrapped up the lightning.

He is afraid of heavenly thunder, but victory or defeat depends on realm and strength.

Dozens of blood flowers were quickly turned into withered flowers by the lightning, and the lightning was almost consumed.

Upon seeing this, the secondary soul's magic formula flashed, and the runes on the lightning umbrella blossomed. Dense swarms of thunderbirds flew up, covering the petal monk and blocking his way to escape.

(End of this chapter)