The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 698 - 393: Battle in the Sea of Consciousness_2

The soul inevitably reflects the appearance of its owner faithfully. How could Yin Jiuyou, known for his murderous and ferocious acts, look like this?

But the first words the man uttered were: "You look very familiar, why?"

That same sentence again. The black-clothed man who took Eldest Young Master Qing Ji from Fengtian Prefecture was also a clone of Yin Jiuyou, and he also said the same thing when he first saw her. What could this prove? Had Yin Jiuyou met her before?

But she had been in this world for only two years, there was no way she could have had any interactions with Yin Jiuyou. When had they met that he remembered her?

However, before she could think further, the man showed a mild smile at the corner of his mouth, and then, he punched her hard in the abdomen! Unbearable severe pain erupted immediately from the wound in her abdomen, forcing her to double over and gasp for air heavily.

If it were outside, she could have dodged a punch even ten times faster than this. But in this damned space, the agility, speed, strength, and willpower she had painstakingly trained seemed to vanish. The weakness, powerlessness, and panic that she felt when she first arrived in this world resurfaced. It turned out that those terrible feelings had always been deeply buried in her heart, never forgotten!

A hand reached out and gripped her slender neck with immense force, as if intending to strangle her to death!

Could the soul possession be so barbaric? This thought had just flashed through her mind when she experienced a suffocating pain. How strange, does the Primordial Spirit also need to breathe, also suffocate? She had no time to think further and used all her strength to pry his fingers off.

She possessed immense strength, but she couldn’t bring it into the Sea of Consciousness. Here, she only had the strength of a nineteen-year-old girl. Seeing that she could not move the enemy’s fingers, she bent her fingers into a fist and repeatedly struck his lower abdomen, ribs, and throat, but Yin Jiuyou just sneered coldly, his face showing no sign of pain.

She didn’t know that the Primordial Spirit of any person was quite fragile. The battle in the Sea of Consciousness was purely a battle of origins, with no frills attached, and the strength of the Primordial Spirit determined the outcome of the battle. Yin Jiuyou and Tu Jin were Soul Cultivators who specialized in cultivating the Primordial Spirit, their spirits were dozens of times stronger and more refined than ordinary cultivators, and she was no match for them, even now, when only a thin wisp of black smoke released by Yin Jiuyou’s clone had entered.

In this critical moment of life and death, she also thought of Changtian and the Summoning God Technique, but for some reason, she had no thought of using them. Perhaps the tough body she had possessed for so long gave her enough confidence, but this confidence was reduced to dust in the battle that reverted her back to her original form.

She did not know what to do next, except to resist the tremendous force applied to her neck.

Pain, fear, annoyance, grief, and reluctance rotated in her heart like a carousel.

Now, she had deeply realized how cruel this world could be. From the first day she embarked on her journey westward, she was prepared to die. But now, she realized that she was far from ready; she could not bear the cost of sacrificing her own life.

After enduring countless hardships with Changtian, they finally reached the westernmost part of this world, just one step away from success. How could she die? How could she die?!

"I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!" Her Primordial Spirit silently screamed. Perhaps it was an outburst from the brink of death, her strength suddenly increased, and she reached out to gouge the eyes of Yin Jiuyou’s clone. Poor her, having cultivated Divine Skills for a lifetime, and at the end, she resorted to a woman’s last-ditch move.

Yin Jiuyou did not expect her to use this tactic, and his eyes suddenly injured, his grip loosened immediately.

Huge black waves surged again beside her in the Sea of Consciousness. In the black seawater, shiny chains writhed like snakes, ready to lock her at the bottom of the sea at any moment. Ironically, although she was the master of this Sea of Consciousness, she understood it less than a clone of Yin Jiuyou.

He shook his head as if to shake off the injury, then prepared to pounce again. This girl’s Primordial Spirit is not strong, this time, he was sure to take her down.

Just then, a purple light suddenly flashed at the bottom of the Sea of Consciousness.

It first appeared like a firefly, unnoticed by the two fighting for their lives. But then, the purple light flashed again and then shone brightly, warm and determined, instantly illuminating the entire Sea of Consciousness.

The light came so suddenly that both fighters noticed it at the same time. The Sea of Consciousness was magical; despite the raging waves, both could see the minutest details below the sea surface.

Deep at the sea bottom, there was a rune, no bigger than a palm, inconspicuous compared to the vast Sea of Consciousness. But no one could ignore its existence, for the endless purple light was emerging from there, turning the black seawater purple as soon as it touched the delicate-looking purple light, with no power to resist.

Ning Xiaoxian might be clumsy, but she saw the power of the purple light. Although she didn’t know where this thing came from or when it entered, she immediately realized the most important point—at this critical moment, any change was a good thing!

But Yin Jiuyou had been staring at that rune since earlier, his face first shocked as if struck by thunder, then as if seeing the most incredible thing in the world:

"How is this possible...How could this be?! "

He suddenly jumped on the spot, veins bulging on his forehead, the genteel demeanor of the beautiful young man completely gone: "How could this be, how could this be! How could I not remember that this happened?"

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