"You brat, don’t stare at that stele, the inscriptions on it are very dangerous..."
Before the words were finished, Despicable Donkey saw Ling Feng staring intently at the stele, quickly flashed, and blocked in front of Ling Feng.
Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. Ling Feng’s entire body went limp and fell to the ground, Despicable Donkey’s eyelids twitched fiercely, and he exclaimed, "Damn it, a Divine Soul out of the body! It’s over, it’s the Soul Capturing Spell! You idiot, I told you not to look..."
It turns out that the "vortex" Ling Feng saw earlier actually directly sucked his Divine Soul in, commonly known as an out-of-body experience.
"It’s over, it’s over!"
Despicable Donkey immediately turned around anxiously. Just then, a purple light flashed, Zi Feng also emerged from Ling Feng’s body, looked curiously at Ling Feng’s body lying on the ground, and exclaimed, "What’s happening, I feel like the connection with my master is getting weaker."
"This kid didn’t listen to the words of this Divine Beast, as a result, his Divine Soul was sucked into this Four Spirits Sealing God Stele, I’m afraid he won’t make it. Brother Zi Feng, we know each other after all, let’s split Ling Feng’s inheritance equally, two-one into five, shall we?"
"Damn, you despicable donkey, how can you even say that!" Zi Feng immediately transformed into a large snake and protected Ling Feng’s body, "Master isn’t dead yet, and you’re talking about dividing the inheritance instead of saving him? You have no sense of loyalty!"
"Ridiculous, this Divine Beast is the most righteous."
Despicable Donkey frowned, curled his lips, and said, "Can’t you share Vitality with Ling Feng? You just possess Ling Feng’s body first to extend his life, this Divine Beast will try to summon his soul. If his Divine Soul still doesn’t return, even this Divine Beast can’t do anything else."
"Fine, as long as there’s a way! Master is a man of great Qi Fortune, he won’t die easily!"
Zi Feng quickly attached himself to Ling Feng’s body, temporarily protecting Ling Feng’s physical body. As long as Ling Feng’s Divine Soul returns to the Sea of Consciousness, naturally he can be resurrected.
Despicable Donkey then immediately drew several strange arcane patterns around Ling Feng, then took out a Soul Summoning Banner, muttering incantations.
"Humph, you brat, whether you can dodge this calamity depends on how tough your life is!"
One must know that only after martial artists reach the Divine Sea Realm can they control their Divine Soul to leave the body, free from the confines of the physical form, to roam the skies at a thought.
But even after reaching the Divine Sea Realm, the time the Divine Soul can be outside the body is quite short, not exceeding three days.
And Ling Feng is just a mere cultivator in the Magnetic Condensation Realm. Even if he shares Vitality with Zi Feng to protect his body, once it exceeds three days, Ling Feng will still surely die.
"What’s happening? What exactly is happening?"
Ling Feng only knows he stared a bit too long at the Four Spirits Sealing God Stele and then saw a black vortex with a strong tearing force. With a swift "whoosh", he couldn’t stand his ground, and his whole person was sucked into that vortex.
However, he did not know that the part sucked away was his Divine Soul, not his physical body.
About seven and a half minutes passed, Ling Feng’s sight brightened for a moment, and he fell from that black vortex. Fortunately, Ling Feng was agile, his movement technique flashed, and he landed steadily on the ground.
However, his body became exceptionally light, as if he could ascend with a simple jump.
Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched slightly, attempting to communicate with Despicable Donkey through his thoughts, but got no response, then tried communicating with Zi Feng, again without a bit of response.
Furthermore, Ling Feng discovered that the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, Ten Directions Annihilation, Five Elements Ring, all treasures on his body were no longer usable.
Ling Feng swallowed with difficulty, feeling a slight sense of panic and unease in his heart.
Especially without the Ten Directions Annihilation in his hand, he felt completely insecure.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng calmed down slightly and surveyed his surroundings.
The air was filled with a thin layer of mist, visible through it was the shore of a large lake.
Around the lake, it was eerily barren, emitting an aura of dead silence, surrounding him in a deathly stillness, so silent it felt oppressive.
Especially in the distance, the bare mountains stood, with thick black smoke billowing up, giving an eerie and terrifying feeling.
Ling Feng reached out to lightly stroke his chin, his gaze slightly concentrated: Since I’ve come, might as well stay calm.
Suddenly, a wave of unease arose in Ling Feng’s heart, and in the next moment, he saw a streak of black light, turning around, a creature with the entire body covered in red hair appeared on the ground, opening its blood bowl mouth, lunging at him.
Ling Feng frowned, swiftly dodging aside, luckily his body was light and agile, with a casual leap back, he retreated dozens of feet away, avoiding the monster’s attack.
However, the monster with eerie green eyes fixed on Ling Feng and lunged again.
Ling Feng attempted to mobilize True Qi, but in his current state, where would True Qi come from? Despite trying to activate his meridian, he couldn’t muster a single ounce of strength, not even sensing the meridian.
"Moo Fei, am I already experiencing an out-of-body Divine Soul?"
Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched violently, suddenly realizing the severity of the situation.
He’s likely only in a Divine Soul state now, sucked into that damned stele.
According to Despicable Donkey’s words, this is a place to suppress a peerless fiend!
Ling Feng’s heart trembled slightly. In such a place, losing all abilities, leaving wasn’t the only concern; survival itself was a significant problem.
Seeing the red-haired monster charge once more, Ling Feng could only retreat continuously; fortunately, the soul state was swift, and for the moment, the red-haired monster couldn’t catch up.
Yet no matter how Ling Feng fled, the red-haired monster relentlessly pursued, seemingly determined to devour Ling Feng.
Ling Feng kept running frantically, even though the Divine Soul state felt no fatigue, but after all, he was General Wei Yuan, a Sect Leader, dying in the mouth of such a small fry was too undignified.
At the very least, it should be a more formidable monster!
The heavens seemed to be playing a joke. In the next moment, from the side of a blood-red dark river, with a "crash", a monster more than ten feet tall burst out, opening its huge mouth, directly swallowing the red-haired monster, then started chasing Ling Feng.
Ling Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. The giant monster took a single leap, spanning dozens of feet, and in a moment stopped in front of Ling Feng, its blood bowl mouth streaming with dark green saliva, its eerie green eyes locking fiercely onto Ling Feng, blazing with a terrifying glow.
"What to do? What to do?..."
Ling Feng’s mind raced, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, at this moment he’s only a solitary Divine Soul, without Despicable Donkey, without any trump cards. Is he really going to die here this time?
Looking at the immense monster over ten feet tall, its giant Devil Claw grasping at him, Ling Feng’s heart burned with rage: At this moment, if only I had a long sword in hand, I wouldn’t be so defenseless!
In that instant, Ling Feng suddenly found a pitch-black treasure sword in his palm, without thinking he swung the sword in a slash.
Unexpectedly, the massive monster’s palm was split open by his sword, with a loud "bang", a stout arm fell heavily to the ground.
Immediately, streams of black blood gushed out, cascading like a waterfall, blood staining the sky.