His divine soul, upon seeing that Celestial Sword, was inundated with countless memories that did not belong to him. Those memories were etched into his bones, and almost instantly, he lost himself.

And at the end of his last glimpse was a terrifying gray sun over the boundless wilderness...

That sun slowly approached him.

'What is that monster?'

The final thought burned into his mind, but he could no longer see what followed.

He was already completely mad.

...

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

Sounds of panting echoed in the crystal house at the bottom of the dark lake.

The young man sat on the ground, leaning against a dark, collapsed bookshelf, suddenly furrowing his brow and murmuring.

"Who am I?"

"Who... exactly am I?"

After a long time...

He opened his eyes, and his confused gaze regained clarity: "I am Song Yan."

He tilted his head back, the corners of his mouth curling into a sinister yet joyful grin, revealing his stark white teeth.

"How many years has it been, I... have finally come out."

"Finally..."

"Out!"

His gaze swept over, and he casually picked up a scattered book, glancing through it to grasp the gist.

"'Celestial Sword Visualization Map', again with the 'Celestial Sword Visualization Map', this visualization map really saved my life once more, I truly have a fateful connection with the Nanwu Sword Sect.

I wonder where my old acquaintances are today, whether alive or dead, whether they have progressed further, or become bones beneath the yellow earth?"

He glanced at the panel.

The lifespan on the panel changed from "[Lifespan: 41/8639]" to "[Lifespan: 141/8639]", indicating a full hundred years had passed.

And the realm was the "Seventh Layer of Refining Profound," clearly the realm of this body's original owner.

However, Song Yan's terrifying Divine Soul Power had long surpassed the concept of the "Seventh Layer of Refining Profound," not even the Purple Mansion Realm could compare to his soul's strength, making him stand out even within the Divine Infant Realm.

Yet at the moment he manifested, he also sensed an "incompleteness," a lack in life, in the soul's completeness.

This incompleteness made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, a fleeting and mysterious feeling arose in his heart.

He subconsciously looked towards the north.

He felt his opportunity lay in the Northern Land.

In the Mountain and Sea Demon Race.

As long as he assimilated that opportunity from the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, he could become whole.

Meanwhile, he suddenly felt that someone in the north... also abruptly opened their eyes, gazing at him across the distance.

"Demon Monk."

Song Yan's eyes became sharp in an instant.

Though only faint impressions of why he hated the Demon Monk remained, the hatred was etched into his bones.

He took a deep breath, looking at himself now.

'Although my divine soul preserved all my past cultivation techniques, magic, and even my bloodline talent, transforming them into talents bound to my soul during the Sea of Suffering Coast journey.

But my current body is merely at the Seventh Layer of Refining Profound, too weak...

And since the Demon Monk can be in the north, it implies he likely escaped back then, after all, the Demon Monk does not possess Changwang Tiger Blood to manipulate the Changwang Evil Pearl with precise control like I can.

Over so many years, the Demon Monk's power must be incomparably strong.

Going directly north to confront the Demon Monk would be suicidal.'

Song Yan pondered, feeling a sense of fortune after surviving the ordeal, mixed with a bit of reflection.

He exchanged his realm for a terrifying divine soul, unsure if it was worth it or not...

But the die was cast, overthinking was useless.

Song Yan began quickly searching through the original owner's memories.

Indeed, the original owner's memories were fragmented by the obsessions from the Sea of Suffering, and others found it impossible to restore them. Yet Song Yan easily pieced together the fragments of this person's cause and effect, and after careful examination, combined with his own thoughts and understanding, outlined a general picture.

...

Decades ago, the Puppet Sect likely felt the oppression from the Mountain and Sea Demon Race and thus collaborated with Yu Xuanwei and others from a reclusive Nanwu Sword Sect village. After much arduous effort, and combined with the sufficient Soul Gold Stone gifted by Song Yan at the time, they finally repaired the Ancient Teleportation Array.

The other side of the ancient teleportation array was teeming with demons, yet it was also the extreme north of this continent, where many ancient races resided.

The ancient races' governance model over the mortal world was similar to that of the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, likely all reclusive, with each race managing several or even more than ten nations.

Overall, they were referred to as the Ancient Country.

The opening of the ancient teleportation array drew quick attention from the Ancient Country, as it was a rare passage leading to the southern part of the Mountain and Sea Demon Country, a strategic location.

Therefore, the Ancient Country immediately dispatched people to the Jin Kingdom, using miraculous means to alter the Profound Veins in its southern region, making the once nearly barren Southern Land suitable for cultivation.

Simultaneously, the Ancient Country also forcefully ordered some sects in the north to relocate here.

However... this area, bordering the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, could already be considered the front line. Furthermore, for reasons unknown, the Mountain and Sea Demon Race paid special attention to the Jin Kingdom, invading almost every year. Thus, the former Jin Kingdom had long perished, with its human nations fragmented into various small regimes, each leader self-styled as a marquis, collectively known as the Nine Hou.

Plus the five sects in the region.

This made up the Five Sects and Nine Marquis.

It's just that the five sects are now all in the Southern Land, while the Northern Land... has long become a chaotic scene unattended by anyone.

The young man whom Song Yan possessed was a disciple of the Mo Sword Sect, one of the five sects.

Coincidentally, he shared the same surname, named Song Han.

However, Song Han was not a great character.

Originally a refugee, he was adopted by a family in the Southern Land at the age of five. But his adoptive parents died early from an epidemic, and he was then cared for by his elder brother, later by his brother and sister-in-law.

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