Chapter 638: The Collapsed Wanshu Mountain and the Holy Silence Pond

Although he looked the same as himself, Song Shuhang could see if he looked carefully that the scholar was not him, but a part of himself - his spirit ghost... the spirit ghost that was forcibly borrowed by that inexplicable power.

It's strange, can't this ancient well reveal the hidden ambitions or desires deep in one's heart? Why do I see my ghost ghost?

Could it be that the hidden ambition in my heart is to make my spirit ghost become a powerful Confucian monk? What about me? Where am I?

Am I just waiting to die, and then let the spirit ghost take my place as a righteous partner, and ultimately gain both fame and fortune? I always feel like...I'm not that kind of person?

Or is this not the ambition and desire deep in my heart, but what really happened?

If this is what really happened, the connection between me and the spirit ghost has been severed, how could I see such a scene? Is it through the power of this 'ancient well' that we have reestablished contact with the spirit ghosts?

However, the visual angle of the picture is not the perspective of the 'spirit ghost', it is entirely the perspective of the bystander.

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While Shuhang was thinking, the battle between the spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar and the evil demon in the ancient well scene had already begun.

It should be a great battle.

But to be honest, Song Shuhang looked baffled.

He could only see that the Confucian scholar-like spirit ghost and the filthy demon were standing opposite each other, staring at each other, with light spots constantly flashing between them.

The light spots seemed to be traces of the battle between the two.

But Song Shuhang couldn't see how these two people fought.

However, a large number of evil spirits continued to die near the two.

These dead demons have different shapes, one of which looks like a human, with beards, pink clothes, and a big red belt...

When he saw this figure, Song Shuhang suddenly murmured: "Jiuyou disciple?"

Although he had no memory of these Jiuyou disciples in his mind, he still felt like he had seen these guys somewhere.

Is it a lost memory?

As for the lost memory—did I ever see this evil demon on the mysterious island?

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In this way, the extremely filthy evil demon and the spirit ghost dressed as a scholar were constantly fighting in a way that Song Shuhang could not understand at all.

I don’t know how long the two sides lasted. Suddenly, the extremely filthy demon let out a ferocious laugh.

Then, Song Shuhang saw that the entire 'Nine Netherworld' had turned into a thick black liquid and was poured into the body of the filthy evil demon. The evil demon's aura continued to rise!

On the other hand, next to the spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar, the scrolls reading the 'Voice of the Saint' began to burn. Not long after, all the books around him were burned up.

Song Shuhang's heart tightened, and an unpleasant feeling came over him.

The spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar sighed faintly: "It looks like it's time to end."

While he was talking, a figure emerged from the spirit ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar. It was the 'glazed scholar' who had forcibly borrowed the spirit ghost's body.

At this time, the killing intent and madness in his eyes had faded a lot, and his face was more filled with unwillingness. If it weren't for the lack of energy in his body, and if he could be given some more time, he could at least seal and suppress the evil demon in front of him.

Unfortunately, there are not so many 'what ifs' in this world.

Scholar Liuli took a step forward, and a huge scroll condensed around him. The scroll wrapped around his body, and the saint's voice echoed, purifying the surrounding evil spirits and attacking the extremely filthy evil spirits.

Song Shuhang's spirit ghost was also wrapped in the scholar's power, and a space door appeared beside the spirit ghost.

[Go back, return to your master. 】The voice of the glazed scholar rang in Shuhang Linggui's ears.

At the same time, Song Shuhang felt his body shake slightly.

He restored the connection with the spirit ghost - and sure enough, the picture seen from this 'ancient well',

It's not some deep-seated ambition. Instead, Liuli Scholar, who had taken over his body, entered the Nine Netherworld and fought with others.

This war has reached its final moment, so Scholar Liuli wants to send Song Shuhang's spirit ghost back.

The moment the connection with the spirit ghost was established, Shuhang sensed the spirit ghost's current state.

It hurts!

There were two very deep wounds on Ling Gui's back. The pain could not be described in words.

Song Shuhang's face turned pale with pain.

Not only that, the spirit ghost now seemed to be trapped in extremely filthy mud, feeling uncomfortable all over. If it weren't for the protection of the glass scholar's last bit of power, the spirit ghost would have been contaminated by the extremely filthy sludge and fallen into one of the evil spirits!

Song Shuhang gasped in pain.

At this time, the space gap expanded, pulling the spirit ghost's body into it.

[Sorry, I borrowed your spirit ghost for so long, and I wanted to give you a satisfactory reward when I returned the spirit ghost. But now, everything on me has been reduced to ashes, and there is really nothing to give you as reward. I may have to break my promise. 】Liu Li scholar's voice was directly transmitted to Song Shuhang's ears through the spirit ghost.

Song Shuhang sighed softly. He had already received the reward. The energy transferred back from Liuli Scholar allowed him to break through from the second-level realm to the third-level realm in one breath. This reward is enough to pay the price of borrowing the spirit ghost.

As if he could sense the thoughts in Song Shuhang's heart, the Liuli scholar turned around and smiled slightly: "Ah, in this case... I will feel at ease." 】

Having said that, the space gate completely enveloped the spirit ghost, and the space teleportation began...

At this time, China's time just passed through the early morning and entered the next day.

August 10, Saturday, Taoist name: Scholar Seeking Tao.

The spirit ghost entered the teleportation space, but Shuhang could still see the scene of the 'Liu Li Scholar' fighting with the demon.

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"Ho ho ho ho ho." At this moment, the filthy Nine Nether Demon yelled crazily.

In an instant, the viscous black liquid passed from Jiuyou, like the boundless sea, was injected crazily into the body of this evil spirit.

The entire 'Nine Nether Realm' was acting as the backing of this 'evil demon'. With the support of this huge power, in an instant, the evil demon broke through the limitations of the original realm and reached a higher realm!

This added power has a time limit and can only be maintained for a few breaths.

But for the demon, it was enough.

Thousands of claws protruded from the body of the filthy evil demon, frantically attacking the 'scroll' condensed by the scholar Liuli.

With just one blow, the scroll was completely destroyed.

At the same time, the thousands of claws were intertwined with each other, and among the thousands of claws, a spell like a giant black sun was condensed.

The Liuli scholar stood with his hands behind his back. He had no defense and faced the giant black sun.

In fact, he now has no resistance at all. The remaining strength can only support his body from dissipating.

He is not afraid of death...because he was already a dead man a long time ago.

Boom~~

The giant black sun descended and swallowed up the figure of the glazed scholar. The scholar's body turned into particles and dissipated into the Nine Netherworld.

In the center of his body, a glazed pen was exposed. This is the magic weapon parasitized by the Glazed Scholar, a ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal-level magic weapon.

But under the terrifying power of the giant black sun, the glazed pen exploded into pieces after just one breath. Debris flew in all directions...

The giant black sun was extremely terrifying. After swallowing up the scholar Liuli, it exploded again. The power of the explosion was so powerful that Song Shuhang could see the entire scene!

Even... the explosion of the black giant sun ignored the limitations of space, and the energy of the black giant sun penetrated into the void.

Song Shuhang's spirit ghost that was being teleported was actually affected by the power of this giant black sun.

"Not good!" Song Shuhang said in shock.

The next moment, the power of the black giant sun's explosion swept up Shuhang's spirit ghost.

The spirit ghost seemed to be stuffed into a mixer, stirred wildly, and kneaded into dough. Then, there seemed to be a powerful force pulling his spirit ghost, trying to pull it into noodles!

The whole process was accompanied by severe pain.

This severe pain was synchronized to Song Shuhang's body through sensory sharing, and the pain made him break into a cold sweat.

Spirit ghosts who have been promoted to higher-level qualities possess wisdom that is not weaker than that of humans. The next moment, it decisively cut off the sensory connection between itself and the main body, saving the main body from such severe pain.

The sensory connection was severed, and Song Shuhang gasped in pain. The contract between him and the spirit ghost is still there, and he can sense the spirit ghost's current state.

A powerful force is pulling the spirit ghost, trying to drag it into the bottomless abyss.

But at this time, the spirit ghost had no power to resist at all.

"What should we do?" Song Shuhang clenched his fists.

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Boom boom boom boom~~

The power of the giant black sun is still shaking the space. During the explosion, a glass-like fragment was attracted by the aura of the spirit ghost and landed on the spirit ghost.

Buzz~

The glazed fragment came into contact with the spirit ghost, and the aura of the glazed scholar reappeared for a short period of time.

Liuli Scholar let out a wry smile with his remaining strength.

After a moment, his voice rang in the spirit ghost's ears.

[Sorry, little friend, I may not be able to send your spirit ghost back to you smoothly. 】

[Unexpectedly, I have to break my promise again. 】

[The collapsed Wanshu Mountain, the Holy Silence Pond...]

Scholar Liuli seemed to want to reveal some information to Shuhang, but before he could finish his words, the sound of explosions continued to sound around Linggui.

boom! !

The power of the explosion finally twisted into a force that transcended 'space'. That force wrapped around the spirit ghost, like rolling noodles, stretching and rolling the spirit ghost into a ball, dragging it into the abyss...

"No." Song Shuhang shouted in his heart.

But the terrifying power still grabbed his spirit ghost and disappeared.

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Boom~~

Song Shuhang felt that his whole body was in a state of explosion, and his body fell softly to the ground...

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