However, Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang could not see this scene.
Both of them wore expressions of shock, as if they couldn’t believe someone had died so suddenly.
“Shui Miao, there’s something strange about this old man’s soul!”
“Let me handle it…”
Old Cai and Old Qin hadn’t gone far—they quickly returned. Old Qin pulled out an iron chain, threw it over the shadowy figure, and extracted a ghostly image.
The red-haired figure, wearing a muddy-yellow robe, was already walking toward Shui Miao.
What were they doing?
Shui Miao stood up, puzzled by Old Qin’s actions. Just in case, he activated his Soul Devouring Power fully, ready to strike at any moment.
The figure approached Shui Miao step by step. He raised his finger, pointing at Shui Miao, as if he had something to say.
He looked like someone who had just encountered an old acquaintance, desperately trying to recall the other’s name.
“Perhaps his soul has just left his body and hasn’t recognized me yet,” Shui Miao speculated. “He must be someone powerful. But is he really the so-called God King who harmed me, as Ye Xian claimed? Or could this figure actually be a trick created by the Master of Yellow Springs?”
“Demon! Don’t harm my master!”
Xiaohei suddenly returned and shielded Shui Miao from the front. He recognized this as Old Master Lin’s soul, though it was acting a bit strange. After all, souls of the deceased often behaved oddly. This wasn’t the first time Xiaohei had seen such a thing. He simply wanted to show off a bit in front of Shui Miao.
“No, I don’t mean to harm you. I just suddenly feel like we’ve known each other a very long time ago!” The figure pointed at Shui Miao. His appearance began to change, becoming different from Old Master Lin’s. His soul was rapidly growing stronger. Within just a few breaths, he could already speak.
Under normal circumstances, a soul right after death knows nothing at all—like a newborn baby.
A soul newly separated from its body needs seven days to return to its senses, regaining memories during that time.
Even today, many places still follow this tradition. The first seven days after death are called “Head Seven,” and the sixth seven-day period is known as “Sixth Seven.” “Sixth Seven” is particularly significant in many traditions. Elaborate feasts are often held, symbolizing the soul being taken to the underworld for judgment. Whether good or bad, the soul returns on the “Sixth Seven.” If the deceased hadn’t committed many evils and their lifespan was not yet fulfilled, the soul might remain in the human world. If their time had come, the soul would enter reincarnation. But if they had committed many evils, they would endure suffering in hell. In any case, “Sixth Seven” is an extremely important day for wandering souls.
But clearly, Old Master Lin was abnormal. His soul had regained consciousness and spoken within just dozens of seconds after leaving the body.
Therefore, Shui Miao was even more convinced—this was definitely a powerful being’s spiritual presence possessing the soul.
“Shui Miao, be careful! Old Master Lin’s real soul is with Old Qin. The one in front of you is an anomaly!” Standing behind the figure, Old Cai noticed its rapid transformation—long, monstrous tail sprouting from its back!
Old Qin saw it too. He quickly returned Old Master Lin’s soul back into the body and hurriedly pulled out his weapon, preparing to confront the anomaly.
Old Master Lin suddenly came back to life due to his soul re-entering his body.
Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang were stunned. Was the old man dying and reviving repeatedly for some reason?
“Anomaly?”
The yellow-robed figure suddenly turned around, looking at Old Cai and asking, “Are you talking about me?”
As he turned, Shui Miao saw a long, scaly black tail extending from his back!
“Damn! Was he a black snake demon in his previous life?”
Although Xiaohei was a black snake demon, his speech style was entirely human—actually quite modern.
“Black snake demon?”
The yellow-robed figure turned again, looked at Xiaohei, then frowned and shook his head. “I’m not a black snake demon. I remember… I think I was called something like Great Immortal Heilong!”
His memories were still returning.
“You call yourself a Great Immortal? You’ve already grown a tail… how can you be a Great Immortal?” Old Qin pretended to help, raising his blade. “If this sword strike can’t hurt you, then you really are a Great Immortal!”
The yellow-robed figure fell for the trick. Wanting to test himself, he stood still and let Old Qin strike.
“Whoa! You really are a Great Immortal!”
The blade passed through empty air. Old Qin’s expression changed instantly.
Old Cai frowned. “I have the Sword of Immortal Slaying here. Let me try too.”
“Whoosh!”
Before Old Cai even finished speaking, a white sword flew from his hand, directly slicing toward the tail of the yellow-robed figure. But again, it missed completely! Seeing this, Old Cai was shocked and quickly looked at Old Qin. “How is this possible? He’s not a ghost, not a demon, not even a Great Immortal. Could he be the spiritual presence of a supreme being from beyond the Three Realms?”
“I… I seem to remember. One of my names was Heilong Xianzu. I think I was… a fragment of a spiritual presence…”
His memories kept returning, and his soul grew stronger.
No more waiting!
Shui Miao’s heart stirred. He stepped forward, placing his hand on the figure’s chest. “Then, were we friends before?”
The moment he said no or showed any abnormal behavior, Shui Miao would kill him with his Soul Devouring Power.
The yellow-robed figure looked at Shui Miao, then closed his eyes, murmuring as he tried to remember. “I think… I remember killing you once…”
Upon hearing this, Shui Miao’s heart stirred. Instantly, his arm trembled, releasing a surge of Soul Devouring Power. Hatred surged within him! The Soul Devouring Power surged like millions of ants gnawing at the figure’s soul, instantly engulfing its lower half, continuously devouring it.
However, Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang couldn’t see this scene.
They both looked utterly astonished, seemingly unable to believe that a perfectly healthy person could die so suddenly.
“Shui Miao, this old man’s soul is strange!”
“Let me…”
Lao Cai and Lao Qin hadn’t gone far. They quickly dashed back, and Lao Qin took out an iron chain, throwing it over the shadowy figure and pulling out a faint, ethereal form.
Meanwhile, the red-haired figure wearing a yellowish-brown robe had already begun walking toward Shui Miao.
What were they doing?
Shui Miao stood up, somewhat confused by Lao Qin’s actions. To be safe, he channeled his Soul Devouring power, ready to strike at any moment.
The figure stepped closer to Shui Miao, raising a hand as if trying to say something.
His expression was like that of someone seeing a long-lost acquaintance, struggling to recall the other’s name.
“Perhaps he just left his body and doesn’t remember me yet!” Shui Miao’s thoughts raced. “It seems he truly has a significant background, but I don’t know if he’s really the so-called Divine King who harmed me, as Ye Xian claimed! Or maybe this figure is just a trick played by the Yellow Springs Ancestor?”
“Fiend, don’t you dare harm my master!”
Xiao Hei suddenly returned, shielding Shui Miao. Xiao Hei knew this was Old Master Lin’s soul, though it seemed a bit unusual. Souls of the deceased could sometimes act strangely, and Xiao Hei had seen this before. The reason he stood in front of Shui Miao was purely to show off in front of him.
“No, I have no intention of harming any of you. I just suddenly feel that I knew you a very, very long time ago!” The figure pointed at Shui Miao, and its appearance began to change, no longer resembling Old Master Lin. Its soul was rapidly growing stronger, so much so that within a few breaths, it could already speak.
Normally, a soul right after death knows nothing, much like a newborn baby.
A soul that has just left its body needs seven days to return and regain its memories.
Even today, many places still observe this custom. The first seven days are called “Head Seven,” and the sixth seven days are called “Six Seven.” “Six Seven” is highly significant in many regions, often marked with grand feasts. The belief is that after death, the soul is taken to the underworld for judgment. Whether the person was good or evil, on the day of “Six Seven,” the soul returns. If the person didn’t commit many sins and their lifespan wasn’t exhausted, the soul remains in the mortal world. If their lifespan was exhausted, they proceed to reincarnation. However, if they committed many evil deeds, they suffer in hell. In short, “Six Seven” is an extremely important day for spirits.
But this Old Master Lin was clearly extraordinary. Just mere seconds after his soul departed his body, he was already able to recall memories and speak.
This made Shui Miao even more certain that he must be the possessed soul of some powerful being.
“Shui Miao, be careful! Old Master Lin’s true soul is with Lao Qin. The one in front of you is an anomaly!” Lao Cai, standing behind the figure, noticed it rapidly changing, even growing a long, large tail!
Lao Qin saw it too. He quickly pushed Old Master Lin’s ethereal soul back into his body and then drew his weapon, ready to deal with the anomaly.
With his soul returned, Old Master Lin came back to life once again!
Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang were dumbfounded. The old man died, came back to life, died again—what was going on?
“An anomaly?”
The yellow-robed figure suddenly turned to look at Lao Cai and asked, “Are you talking about me?”
As he turned, Shui Miao saw a dark, scaly tail growing from his back!
“Damn! Could his past life also have been a black snake demon?”
Although Xiao Hei was a black snake demon, his way of speaking was entirely human, even somewhat postmodern.
“Black snake demon?”
The yellow-robed figure turned to look at Xiao Hei, frowned, and shook his head. “I’m not a black snake demon. I think… I think I was called something like Black Dragon Great Immortal!”
His memories were still recovering.
“You, a Great Immortal? With a tail like that… how could you be a Great Immortal? The Soul Lock Chain couldn’t hold you earlier, but now take this Evil-Slaying Blade! If this blade can’t harm you, then you really are a Great Immortal!” Lao Qin, cunning as ever, attacked with his blade while making it sound like he was doing the figure a favor.
The yellow-robed figure fell for it. He also wanted to test what he really was, so he stood still and let Lao Qin strike.
“Well, you really are a Great Immortal!”
The blade struck empty air, and Lao Qin’s expression changed dramatically.
Lao Cai frowned. “I have an Immortal-Slaying Sword here. Perfect for another test.”
“Whoosh!”
As soon as Lao Cai spoke, a white long sword flew out of its sheath and slashed toward the yellow-robed figure’s tail. Yet again, it struck nothing! Seeing this, Lao Cai was stunned and quickly turned to Lao Qin. “How is this possible? He’s not a ghost, not an evil spirit, and not a Great Immortal. Could he be the soul of a super-powerful being from beyond the three realms?”
“I… I think I remember now. One of my names seems to be Black Dragon Ancestor. I think I am… a wisp of a soul…”
His memories were returning faster, and his soul was growing stronger.
No more waiting!
Shui Miao’s mind raced, and he stepped in front of the yellow-robed figure, placing his hand on its chest. “So, were we friends in the past?”
If the figure said no or showed any unusual movement, Shui Miao would use his Soul Devouring power to kill it.
The yellow-robed figure looked at Shui Miao, closed its eyes, and murmured as it thought, “I think… I killed you once…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao’s intent shifted. He immediately shuddered, releasing a surge of Soul Devouring power while his hatred soared. The power enveloped the yellow-robed figure’s soul like billions of ants devouring it, quickly covering its lower half and continuously consuming it.
“Ah! I remember now! This is the Dark Nether God’s ultimate technique!” The yellow-robed figure, feeling excruciating pain in its soul, looked down and saw the Soul Devouring power. Instantly, many memories flooded back. It stared at Shui Miao in extreme fear, retreating repeatedly. “You… you… how are you still alive?!”
“Bastard! Go to hell!”
Shui Miao’s killing intent surged. Regardless of who he was in his past life or whether this yellow-robed figure was a trick by the Yellow Springs Ancestor, to be safe, this creature had to die!
The Soul Devouring power intensified with Shui Miao’s will, swiftly enveloping the entire yellow-robed figure.
In just a breath, the yellow-robed figure vanished.
It had been completely devoured by the Soul Devouring power.
Shui Miao willed the power back into his body and immediately felt his strength increase significantly. The two immortal power spheres in his dantian had now turned pitch black!
“Wait…”
Then, Shui Miao felt as though some new memories had appeared in his mind.
“Die, you bastard!”
Shui Miao’s killing intent surged. Regardless of who he was in a past life, or whether this yellow-robed figure was another trick by the Yellow Springs Ancestor, to be safe, this enemy must die!
The Soul Devouring Power intensified at Shui Miao’s will, completely engulfing the yellow-robed figure.
Within just a breath, the yellow-robed figure vanished.
He had been entirely devoured by the Soul Devouring Power.
Shui Miao recalled the power into his body. Instantly, he felt his strength surge dramatically. The two immortal energy spheres in his dantian had both turned pitch black!
“Wait…”
Suddenly, Shui Miao felt something stir in his mind—as if new memories had appeared.
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