417 Reality (2)

Not even my own soul.

Ning Yishu also understood this truth, but he didn't want to wake up, and he didn't want to believe it.

The old turtle snorted coldly, "If you confirm that her soul can return to resurrection, why don't you dare to make a soul condensing array, and the condensing soul array will tell you whether her soul is still there."

This is common knowledge in the cultivation world that everyone in the Foundation Establishment period knows.

But Ning Yishu didn't dare to make it.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Bai Weiwei's body tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

He dare not...

The old turtle smiled coldly. "Or you can't even make a Soul Gathering Formation, I'll make one for you."

After speaking, a simple soul gathering circle appeared under Ning Yishu.

The circle circled several times, and suddenly dimmed.

Ning Yishu was dumbfounded as he watched the Soul Gathering Formation unresponsive. A corpse without a soul would not make it respond.

Seeing that Ning Yishu didn't respond, the old turtle hummed lightly.

"Deceiving myself, killing someone like you is just getting my hands dirty."

Then he fingered the flower, and the white light was exuberant, and it turned into thousands of foil swords in a blink of an eye.

The foil sword suddenly plunged into Ning Yishu's body.

Ning Yishu held Bai Weiwei indifferently, the foil sword fell, he did not dodge or dodge.

The old turtle saw that his foil sword smashed the cliff into slag.

He sneered, "It's just the ants."

After that, he was about to leave.

In the sword light, there was a heart-breaking howl, and a terrifying golden aura shattered all attacks.

Ning Yishu held Bai Weiwei and stood in the surging golden aura.

His eyes were drenched in golden light, and he was completely mad.

The aura caused the heaven and the earth to vibrate.

"I want you all to die."

In a simple sentence, the soul of the sky shook the foundation of the entire plane, and all the creatures in front of him turned into powder.

Ning Yishu killed everyone, but he didn't react at all.

He carefully carried Bai Weiwei up on his back, "Master, I think you're lost. If you can't come back, I'll go find you."

Find this.

Two hundred years have passed.

He searched the entire world of self-cultivation upside down.

No imprint of her soul.

He was at a loss for over a hundred years, and suddenly wondered if Feisheng could find her.

So he started to practice, and when he was tired, he fell asleep beside the ice coffin protecting the corpse.

For four hundred years, he broke through the integration period and came to the Mahayana period.

After another three hundred years, he began to rise through the catastrophe.

For fear that Lei Jie would destroy Bai Weiwei's body, he carried the entire ice coffin on his back.

Therefore, Lei Jie hit him all over his body, and not a single trace could touch his ice coffin.

When he ascended successfully and stepped on the ladder of the same life as heaven and earth, he suddenly saw the imprint of her soul.

That is another plane wall.

No one can break through to another plane, and Ning Yishu almost gave up his chance to soar in an instant.

He rushed into the path of that plane.

"Master..."

The violent force of repulsion melted his body piece by piece.

He became a skeleton, and the skeleton melted.

He is left with a soul.

And Bai Weiwei's faint soul mark finally became more and more obvious.

Ning Yishu cried and laughed, and his soul gradually shattered.

In the end, he was left with a little soul fragment, which was an unwilling obsession and the purest love.

She broke through the walls of the plane that no one could break through, and rushed to the world she was in.

This pure unwillingness and fanatical love fell into Ye Yuxuan's body.

Ye Yuxuan...

No, it was Ning Yishu who woke up.