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Weren't you very proud of yourself before, didn't you kill people without blinking an eye, didn't you kill people of the same level as you kill chickens and dogs, didn't you even set up Earth Origin Stage to kill you?
Now, I'll let you experience great terror!
Huang Si laughed again and again as he shook his head.
At this moment, every petal of the gigantic Ghost Traversing Sea Flower had swelled red.
One of the stamens was also perfectly straight.
The heads opened their mouths and whimpered.
At this moment, the surrounding light became dim, filled with a sense of despair.
At this time, a strong stench of blood and rot entered Chu Yan's nostrils.
Lowering his head, Chu Yan saw the source of the rotten stench. He also knew what it was.
They were headless corpses, rotting and ragged.
These corpses seemed to be submerged in mud; they were rising up from the ground. Some of them were merely the contours, while others had already been exposed.
These corpses, some of them were wrapped around Chu Yan's arm.
Some hugged onto Chu Yan's thighs.
Some of them embraced Chu Yan's waist.
Furthermore, they were still gathering from all directions, crawling towards Chu Yan, wanting to climb onto his body and cover him.
"Truly …" "It stinks like hell."
Chu Yan frowned.
The power of these departed souls was beyond expectation.
The arm that seemed as dry as wood and had almost lost all of its flesh was actually cast in bronze.
Right now, grabbing onto Chu Yan's wrist made him want to turn it around, but to no avail.
After a while, the mountain of corpses had buried Chu Yan's neck and chest, leaving only his head exposed.
"Is your sea of consciousness ready?"
Huang Si laughed sinisterly, then suddenly flung his head.
In an instant, the head of the Underworld Soul Crossing Sea Flower opened its mouth and let out a scream that could pierce one's eardrums.
These voices, transformed into many tentacles, rotting and dripping thick juice, assaulted Chu Yan.
"Disgusting." Chu Yan thought in his heart.
When these tentacles were less than a foot away from Chu Yan, they suddenly disappeared.
In the next moment, Chu Yan felt a chill spreading from the back of his head to his entire body.
"Close your eyes and enjoy the fear before your death!" Huang Si laughed out loud.
Chu Yan slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, the cold continued to spread, causing his skin to be as white as frost.
He could feel that the souls in his sea of consciousness were laughing, crying, wailing, wailing, gnashing his teeth and cursing fiercely.
With their hatred, they continued to sink into Chu Yan's sea of consciousness.
Huang Si could also see Chu Yan's sea of consciousness through his soul.
She liked to see a cultivator's sea of consciousness being destroyed.
Corrupt, decaying, and then turning into her power.
"Your divine sense is so powerful."
"It wouldn't be too much to say that you are the strongest among the same level."
"It's such a pity to kill you just like that."
"But there's nothing I can do about it. Who told you to make me lose my body today?"
"If I don't take revenge for this grudge, how am I going to raise my head and be a human in the future?"
"Are you very afraid, very afraid, and very anxious to beg for forgiveness?"
"It's useless. Even if you kneel down and beg me right now, I won't forgive you."
"Very good, very good, we're going to enter the deepest part of your sea of consciousness."
"These departed souls will take root in the deepest part of your sea of consciousness and then sprout."
"Wherever the soul goes, your sea of consciousness will be destroyed."
"In the beginning, you would feel pain and a splitting headache."
"But don't worry, this process won't last long."
"Because in just a little bit of time, with your Sea of Consciousness destroyed, you will become a fool."
"A fool wouldn't feel pain, you know that."
"In other words, I got lucky."
"Eh, what is this?"
Suddenly, Huang Si changed the topic and voiced out his doubts.
Chu Yan knew, that at this time, Huang Si followed the group of dead spirits and saw the seal in his Sea of Consciousness.
"In your sea of consciousness, how come you still have rings like these?"
"There's an inscription on it."
"But I don't understand. It seems that you also had some fortuitous encounters."
It was normal for Huang Si to not recognize the seal.
As disciples who came from sects, Grand Monster of Manifestation and celestial mood stage cultivator were legendary existences.
Chu Yan's sea of consciousness was sealed by both the and Grand Monster of Manifestation. It would be weird if he could recognize them.
"It seems like this is some good item. Hmm, when you are dead, I will dig it out. It belongs to me now." Huang Si said as a matter of fact.
"Take it away. Quickly take it away. I don't want this thing." Chu Yan thought.
He continued going down.
A moment later, an even more astonished voice came out from Huang Si.
This time, she almost screamed out.
"What is this? A door! "
"What an ancient aura!"
"This is a fortuitous encounter! This is a fortuitous encounter! "
"Great, this is great!"
"I, Huang Cong, have lost my body. It wasn't long before I received a fortuitous encounter!"
"This door must have come from ancient times!"
"Furthermore, I can feel the aura of an undead from above!"
"With this, my strength will definitely soar by leaps and bounds!"
"Go!" Get it for me! "
Although Huang Si's eyes were closed at the moment, her face was full of anticipation and impatience.
As she screamed, the large group of ghosts roared and rushed towards the Gates of Hell.
Huang Si believed that this was her chance.
Her good day had finally arrived!
Facing the aura of the Undead, this group of departed souls also felt a familiar and intimate feeling.
They wanted to swallow it, to make themselves better.
"You're mine!"
Following Huang Si's loud roar, all of the soul fragments in Chu Yan's sea of consciousness gathered together, like old tree roots. In an instant, they interweaved and formed a huge hand, grabbing towards the door of hell with all their might.
The palm was huge, even larger than the Gates of Hell.
At this moment, it was as if a terrifying aura that covered the sky and covered the sun was fiercely suppressing down from within Chu Yan's sea of consciousness.
Just as his palm pressed down towards the door of hell …
A faint light flashed through the Gates of Hell.
The next moment, a voice that sounded like it had been asleep for a long time sounded.
Her voice and Chu Yan's, were somewhat similar.
"F * ck off."
Just a single word.
However, it had a majestic aura, similar to that of the ancient times.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
In the blink of an eye, the tentacles formed by the souls of the dead quickly collapsed, exploded, and disappeared.
Finger, palm, wrist, arm –
In the blink of an eye, everything was gone.
The group of ghosts did not even have the chance to scream, struggle, or express their fear!