The sky is low and the stars and moon are lit.

The night in the fifth zone came faster than Su Yin imagined. In a moment, it was like thick ink splashing, and there was no trace of light.

She couldn't hear her breathing, or perhaps even her breathing instinct had been deprived of some powerful and unknown existence.

But what is strange is that Su Yin can see the soul house.

The dark giant door was opening, and countless viscous and turbid threads were wrapped around it. Every time they broke one, they would collectively let out a shrill wail. The sound was as sharp as a steel needle passing through the glass, enough to pierce everything in the world - including Su Yin's hearing that he had long lost.

Her hands firmly held the hilt, but her eyes widened uncontrollably.

The strange patterns carved on the giant door were twisting, like coiled snakes, and like strange twisted lines. A fine sound of shattering came from his ears, as if someone was whispering, and it seemed as if countless flesh and blood and flesh that were crushed by the snake's body were little by little covered with fishy mucus.

Every inch of space and every bit of perception is covered by the darkness in front of you that is thicker and denser than the night sky.

The black hair driver in the palm has never been so heavy.

Su Yin gasped for difficulty - maybe she just felt that she was gasping for an illusion.

At this moment, she could not pull the tip of the knife out of the ground with all her strength. The only function of this sharp blade seemed to be to support Su Yin's body. Even so, the slender blade could no longer bear the not-so-heavy load, making a rustling sound like peeling rotten wood.

It is hard to imagine that this long black-haired sword, which was once tenacious, with a huge fighting spirit and always in anger, would have such a fragile moment, but Su Yin was too late to be shocked.

Her body was also fragile like a blue blade. Her soul and consciousness were pulled away as soon as the soul house was opened. As well as the spiritual platform, bloodline and bones that had only been repaired, were also covered with the same substance as the ashes under her feet at this moment.

This is too strange.

Su Yin had such thoughts in the chaos.

It’s okay to have blood veins and bones, after all, there is a physical body, but how can something mysterious and empty like Lingtai be contaminated by some substance?

But the reality is that when Su Yin looked inside the spiritual platform, what she saw and even touched with her spiritual consciousness was this loose and dirty substance like spoiled bread slag, and even the smell was rotten sour and odor.

The previous perception is correct.

Su Yin thought hard again.

Although her thinking is chaotic, the ability to think has never disappeared. This also makes her feel that she is extremely weak, but she can still sense something outside and inside.

She thought that the thin air and the feeling of being grabbed by everything actually existed at the beginning, but even if Su Yin felt something at that time, she had lost the opportunity to escape from the formation.

From the moment the demigod A Yin broke through the time and space and appeared in the fifth zone, the formation map was completed. Everything that followed was nothing more than the two sides who were both silently and implicitly. To put it bluntly, they were acting.

One party needs time to heal the wound, the other party needs time to reset the door of the soul house.

"You are really... not... not a thing... ah..."

Su Yin fluttered her lips and thought she had said the above words, but in fact she couldn't figure out whether her mouth had moved, whether it was a real sound after moving her mouth, and whether the sound was made by human language or a meaningless humming.

The feeling of withdrawal was so strong that there was nothing else except it. The reason why Su Yin could still think about something in his mind and have something in his body was because in the dark, there was always a sound that sounded intermittently.

Ethereal and gentle, the song as pleasant as a wind chime, sometimes far and sometimes near. When it is near, the wonderful music seems to be right in the ears, as if it is spoken, as faint as a song; but when it is far away, it is as far away as a signal from the outer universe - in fact, it can no longer be regarded as a sound, but more like a spiritual resonance.

When Su Yin realized this, her spiritual consciousness suddenly had a slight fluctuation.

At that moment, she felt an endless space, as if her whole body suddenly dissipated into billions of tiny dust... No, it was a material or non-material that was more slim than dust, light and nothing, similar to consciousness, thoughts or thoughts, which cannot be directly realized but actually existed... exist.

This is the only way to describe it. With Su Yin’s current thinking, it is already a great luck to realize this.

【I am here】

A voice quietly emerged.

The song is no longer there, this distant, faint and tiny voice is like a drop of water floating on the sea

Su Yin's memory turned around in an instant, remembering the once "heard" of this "sound".

This sound also appeared once or at some point when communicating with the xylophone in the sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, just like that, the difference is that compared with the vague difficulty of distinguishing in the previous few times, this time it seems to have become louder this time.

Because of this, Su Yin found that the voice was actually very tender, which was better than the baby who was a babbling.

【Quick...Hurry】

The sound like thoughts sounded again, very anxious and anxious, and was a hundred times louder than before, like a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

Su Yin was almost shocked by the sound and even though she was shocked to the lack of the sense of withdrawal, the hand holding the knife seemed to have recovered its strength.

She immediately pulled up desperately.

The tip of the knife pierced into the ground slowly left the ground, and the speed was as slow as a snail, but she still grinned happily.

It's a good thing to be able to draw a knife.

Unfortunately, she still has a low control over her own strength, and the soul she was extracted is still far away from her, and her return just now only lasted less than a second.

How can this work?

Su Yin was anxious and used his strength to draw the knife desperately, while his eyes remained uncontrollably at the dark gate of the soul house.

At this moment, the snake body on the door had stretched very long, less than two meters from her eyebrows. She could see the tiny and bloody vertical pupils clearly.

【Can you be more powerful, boss】

Su Yin, who was so cramped with his hands when he drew his sword, couldn't help but let out a roar in his heart.

Since it is destined to be an enemy of the entire world, the sound of awakening and urging her must also come from a powerful existence that is not inferior to the enemy. Otherwise, it would not be able to communicate with Su Yin, a person standing at the forefront of the world's destruction under the pressure of the will of Shadow Blue Star.
Chapter completed!