The power of the soul is the original power contained in the soul of living beings. The soul of every living being is composed of the original power. Zhang Qian, who has crystallized his own soul, deeply understands this.
Witnessing the long rivers of divine soul origins above the clouds, his heart was shocked and he took in a breath of cold air.
Those countless long rivers of soul origin are all condensed from the soul origin of countless living beings. At this moment, the land of Jiuyou seems to have become a huge soul refining furnace.
It continuously absorbs the souls of dead creatures in the prehistoric world, and then suppresses countless souls in the Nine Netherlands. It continuously absorbs the origins contained in these souls. Countless soul origins rise above the clouds, and then gather into a stream. The long river of origin!
Zhang Qian did not feel sorry for the souls that were absorbed into the Nine Netherlands, because after the death of the creatures in the ancient world, the souls would enter the sea of blood even if they did not come to the Nine Netherlands, and the end would only be worse.
"Who did this?"
Zhang Qian was left with endless curiosity at this moment. He recalled the countless cracks and canyons he had seen in the land of Jiuyou before, and vaguely understood that those cracks and canyons had become a furnace for soul refining. Such a terrifying and generous act was not something ordinary people could do. It can be done.
"Is it Hongjun or Wanwuyi?"
Wan Wuyi is also hiding in Jiuyou, maybe it was him.
Uh-huh!
Can Yu moved and flew towards a source river in the distance.
When he came near the long river, Zhang Qian took a closer look and found that the origin of the soul flowing in the long river was extremely clear, pure to the extreme, as if it had been purified by some mysterious power.
The souls of trillions of creatures are extremely messy, and the origins of their souls are also different. However, the origins of the souls in the river show no signs of chaos.
Without rashly disturbing the long river in front of him, he sent Canyu to fly quietly along the direction of the long river.
The winding and twisting long river has no end in sight, flowing diagonally higher into the sky. Looking up, there is chaos above. You can only see countless long rivers converging, and you can't see what else is in the sky.
Zhang Qian suddenly had an impulsive feeling, and vaguely felt that there would be something terrifying waiting for him at the end of these long rivers. He was not afraid at all, and sent Can Yu to fly away in a hurry, flying upward into the sky.
Half an hour passed after this flight. Finally, Can Yu flew into a chaotic fog. This fog with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles is also the end of all long rivers. The endless source of the soul is gathered here. .
Boom!
The moment he flew into the fog again, Zhang Qian heard bursts of roaring, like the sound of rushing water and slapping against the cliff.
He made Canyu fly towards the source of the sound, and found that the further he flew forward, the thicker the surrounding fog became. This was an extremely strange fog that looked like the energy of chaos, but was not.
"No, this is the turbid air of the earth!"
Suddenly, Zhang Qian reacted and thought of the previous scene where Zulong attracted the clear and turbid qi. The surrounding fog was exactly the same as the turbid qi attracted by Zulong.
It's just that the turbidity attracted by Zulong is very small, but the turbidity around Canyu is almost endless.
Turbid Qi is an extremely heavy Tao Qi. It looks like air currents, but is actually heavier than divine gold.
If it weren't for the supernatural power of Can Yu, there would be no way he could fly away in such thick turbid air.
Zhang Qian knew very well that a foot-long piece of turbid air weighed as much as a ten thousand-foot sacred mountain.
As the residual jade kept flying away, the surrounding turbid air slowly changed, and the color changed from chaotic to a misty earthy brown.
Those long rivers of soul origin are not affected by the surrounding turbidity, flowing rapidly and rushing forward.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, the turbid air in front suddenly became thinner, and Can Yu suddenly flew out of the thick cloud of turbid air.
Boom!
A deafening roar sounded, and countless streams of divine soul origins converged into one here, turning into a huge waterfall. The vast energy of the divine soul origin poured out and crashed down.
"That is!"
Zhang Qian looked down along this huge waterfall. He was slightly startled when he saw that underneath the waterfall, which was formed by countless long rivers, there was an altar with a radius of about a million miles!
The altar is completely round and stands on top of the vast clouds of turbid air. Moreover, this terrifying altar continuously absorbs the surrounding turbid air and increases its size.
The waterfall of the divine soul falling from above continuously injects the divine soul into the center of the altar.
There is a large, dark hole in the center of the million-mile-wide altar, like a huge mouth that swallows everything, swallowing up the essence of the soul that pours down.
The surface of the circular altar is carved with dense Dao patterns. This Dao pattern is extremely strange. It is not any Dao pattern that Zhang Qian has seen and known. It is winding and twisted like a tangle of earthworms.
"I remembered!"
Zhang Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of the Taoist divine ball that Wanwuyi gave to Panzu when he met Panzu on Yingzhou Xiandao. The Taoist inscriptions flowing in it were the same as the Taoist inscriptions on the altar below. No two.
"It's really you!"
Zhang Qian's heart moved, and Yu Shi Canyu slowly approached the altar below.
Buzz!
Suddenly, an inexplicable aura swept out from the altar. This aura gave people a sense of desolation after endless years of baptism, with a terrifying sense of death and endless unknown!
Even though he was hiding among the residual jade, Zhang Qian still shivered instinctively, feeling as if a disaster was imminent.
"What a terrible smell!"
With an exclamation, Canyu continued to approach downwards. The closer he got to the altar, the stronger the ominous aura of death and annihilation of all things became.
Zhang Qian felt that he was approaching a source of destruction.
Involuntarily, I had the intention of quitting.
However, he was determined and stabilized his mind. After a long time, Can Yu finally came to the altar below.
The altar with a radius of a million miles lies across the place, and the turbid air surrounding it constantly gathers towards it, blends into the altar, and becomes a part of the altar.
The hideous altar grew visibly.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, two rays of divine light suddenly flew out of the black hole that was constantly devouring the source of the soul. The divine light struck straight on the altar.
When the divine light dissipated, two figures were revealed.
"It's them!"
Zhang Qian was shocked, these two people were Wan Wuyi and Pan Zu!
Wan Wuzhou's whole body is filled with more than a dozen different auras, each of which has the secret of transcending the great path, but the pressure of his own aura is slightly invisible, as if it has completely disappeared.
He doesn't feel like an independent creature at all, but rather like a dozen creatures forcibly fused into one, and his aura is extremely messy.
"Sages, now that I have lost the authority of the Four Seas, I cannot instill the original power of the Four Seas into this place. If I want to complete the construction of the altar, I am afraid it will take a long time."
Panzu said cautiously, with a low eyebrow and no hint of arrogance. Instead, he looked trembling.
"waste!"
"It's useless!"
"It's extremely ridiculous. The majestic Chaos God and Demon was defeated by a reptile!"
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For a while, Wan Wuyi kept talking, but the sounds he made were different. Each sentence had a different tone and tone.
Listening to Wanwuyi's scolding, Panzu didn't dare to refute, so he just lowered his head and remained silent.
