Purple Mansion Realm, borrowing the Heart of a Nation's Profound Vein to merge oneself with the heavens and earth, thereby nourishing the Divine Soul, allowing it to initially merge with the heavens and earth, and thus making one's thoughts stronger.

From this, we can see the importance of the body.

The saying "with the death of the body, the path vanishes" is by no means empty words.

But at this very moment, Song Yan's body is destroyed.

He was also supposed to dissipate, yet the outcome... is just the opposite.

His Divine Soul is protected by four Evil Treasures, and in the exceedingly unique environment of the Sea of Suffering Coast, it has begun to produce a wondrous reaction.

These four Evil Treasure Pearls are not a complete Evil Treasure; they are only a part of one. Yet it is precisely because of this fragmentation that it has brought about this change "possibly unprecedented".

Within the four Evil Treasure Pearls lie four-ninths of the Divine Soul Ghosts from the Changwang Tiger Race, and also four-ninths of the Divine Soul Power extracted from the Changwang Soul Threshold...

These powers were originally in constant rotation, thus giving the impression of a "ball", or a "gray sun".

But now, in the sea breeze of the Sea of Suffering Coast, they are like iron fragments meeting fire, those originally separate Divine Soul Ghosts begin to blur together...

And Song Yan is desperately resisting to avoid losing consciousness, his entire being like in a vortex of a storm, each time hit by the strong sea wind of the Sea of Suffering, he would exert all his might to retract the four Evil Treasure Pearls that protect him, and then slightly release them once he successfully resists, allowing the four Evil Treasures to expand.

Thus...

A cycle of contraction and expansion, just like breathing, or like a blacksmith swinging a hammer, constantly "slamming down, lifting up, slamming down again, lifting up again"...

Using the four Evil Treasure Pearls, Myriad Souls Banner, Faceless Mask, Song Yan's own Divine Soul, and even the permeated great obsessions in the sea wind of the Sea of Suffering as materials...

Using the wind of the Sea of Suffering as the fierce fire...

Forging!

Forging again!

Without a body, unless one reaches the Divine Infant Realm, otherwise the realm would directly fall.

But now Song Yan is incredibly strange.

He has no body, yet his Divine Soul Power is rising at an alarming speed.

A terrifying whole is gradually forming over a long period.

...

No one knows what year or month it is.

Suddenly...

Song Yan saw a white shadow within the Chong Soul.

That white shadow seemed to have been carefully hidden deep within the Divine Soul World by him, hence until now it was pulled out.

The white shadow swirled with him in the storm of the Sea of Suffering.

At this moment, every thought of Song Yan was continuously shattering, so when he saw the white shadow, he was momentarily stunned.

Somewhat familiar...

But also unclear...

An illusion realm, after all, is an illusion realm. Even if hundreds of years pass, it is still an illusion realm, thoughts propped up by falsehoods can be very strong under the magnification of the Demon Monk.

But when the influence of the Demon Monk disappears, those thoughts fade considerably, to the point where it's hard to clearly manifest in the storm, but instead, the hatred towards the Demon Monk and the Buddhist Sect is deeply imprinted in Song Yan's mind.

Yet amidst the storm, Song Yan still brushed past that white shadow ghost, the two being inches apart while spinning swiftly, then instantly separating.

Seeing the white shadow ghost about to merge into the outer four Evil Treasure Pearls, becoming part of the Evil Treasure Pearls, thus unable to reincarnate, Song Yan's expression slightly shifted.

He remembered.

It is Pei Xuehan!

The white shadow ghost's thoughts had long been shattered beyond repair, now looking around blankly as if completely amnesiac, seemingly dazed and foolish. And upon meeting Song Yan's gaze, she suddenly became terrified, for any ghost with even a shred of consciousness would only be fearful and absolutely obedient upon seeing Song Yan at this moment.

Song Yan sharply exerted his power, moving bit by bit forward in the storm, and when he got in front of the white shadow ghost, he grabbed her hand.

The emotions no longer burned intensely, but the sentiment and reflections remained.

He paused briefly, softly sending a thought: "Go to the reincarnation.

Also, I command you... strive to be reborn in a good family, and live happily in your next life.

If you can, remember to often look at the white clouds beyond the borders, and look at them on my behalf."

The white shadow ghost seemed to move her lips.

Song Yan could discern that she was saying, "Yes, master."

He took a deep breath, looked at the ghost with a gentle smile, then controlled the outer four Evil Treasure Pearls to separate, and forcefully lifted the white shadow ghost, saying, "Go!"

The white shadow ghost flew out through the gap of the separated Evil Pearls.

She had no strong obsession; the Sea of Suffering merely instantly stripped away the cause and effect of her current life, allowing her Divine Soul to smoothly leave for reincarnation.

And at the very moment when the Evil Pearls parted, a wisp of the sea wind from the outside crashed into Song Yan.

Song Yan opened his arms, letting the sea wind smash into his fragile Divine Soul, his expression calm, then suddenly burst into wild laughter, shouting, "Come! Come on! More!"

Then, he drew his power to retract the Evil Pearls, simultaneously beginning to bear the great obsession brought by this wisp of sea wind.

To sink is to reincarnate.

To let go is to be reborn.

Yet Song Yan neither sinks nor lets go, enduring the great obsessions of others, dragging out his fatigued Divine Soul again, dim-witted and repetitive, as if in... Eternal Hell.

...

...

In a pitch-black palace, insects crawl, strange bugs hum.

A masked figure sits in the deepest part of the palace, surrounded by black smoke that has completely subsided, using a voice trembling seemingly with utmost anger, muttering to itself: "Four more to go... but those four have already fallen back into the Sea of Suffering. Without those four, I will never be complete, and will forever be unable to step into the next realm."

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