The purple soul flame split into a thread and wrapped around the jade slip. The continuous content was imprinted into the mind. After the last message was passed, it shattered on its own with a "pop". It did not turn into powder, but completely dissipated like a bubble, cutting off all causes and effects.

The jade slip is a secret technique, the secret of the soul and heavenly way. It uses the soul as the source to cultivate soul species, and after implantation, it forms a powerful prohibition to control other creatures.

If the soul is strong enough, it can split billions of soul species. No matter the race, once the cultivation level is attacked by the soul species, it will become an eternal slave.

The unparalleled attribute can control everything and reach a state that is comparable to the way of heaven with my body. Therefore, its name is [Soul Heavenly Way]!

Mo Yu first saw this secret technique, but he seemed to have practiced it a long time ago. He just read it once and remembered it in his heart, as if he could easily use it.

The skeleton sat cross-legged, and the dim soul flame in the eye socket suddenly turned into a vortex and slowly rotated, and purple light shone out.

Suddenly, black dots appeared, floating in the soul flame, like sleeping stars waiting for him to wake up.

The rotating soul flame vortex looks like a nebula at this moment, emitting an infinite mysterious aura.

Mo Yu looked at the sixth stone coffin and opened the Soul Prison [Soul Heavenly Dao], and he knew that it was time to open it.

The skeleton body was placed on the bone hand, and the repulsive force did not appear, and the runes on the surface of the sarcophagus quickly lit up.

boom--

The terrifying aura erupted without warning, and the powerful force made the sarcophagus split in an instant.

call--

A delicate fist appeared in front of the skeleton, and it was white and delicate, and even visible. Every texture on the surface of the skin was the power it carried suddenly made Mo Yu's soul throbbing. He did not doubt that the power of this punch was enough to blow him into powder directly!

In the soul flame, a black dot in the soul prison suddenly lit up, as if it was activated, and the delicate fist that was close to the eyebrows suddenly stopped.

"See Master!" Looking at the girl kneeling at her feet with obedience, Mo Yu couldn't help but shake her head. The sting of her soul reminded him that there was only a line of difference from death just now.

Take a step back and the soul conveys the message, "Get up."

"Yes." The girl stood up, her petite figure just reached the skeleton's chest, and her tender face with a little baby fat formed a strong contrast with her exaggerated body curve.

Well, simply put, angel face and devil figure.

OK...the baby face is huge - the breasts are simpler!

She looked at the skeleton in a cute manner, her face gradually became red, and even her ears gradually turned into crystal rosy.

Mo Yu was speechless for a moment, and could show such a thing when facing a miserable and miserable appearance. What is going to make a fuss?

He coughed, "Do you know me?"

The girl chicken nodded repeatedly after eating rice, "Of course, you are the master!" But soon, she curled her lips aggrievedly, "Master, have you forgotten me again?"

Mo Yu pondered and said slowly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Ah... It turns out that you haven't replied to your memory yet. No wonder you are so honest. If you were to touch others before, you would have touched others." The girl looked extremely shy.

Mo Yu frowned, his voice a little colder, "Tell me what you know."

The girl wrinkled her little nose pitifully and muttered: "The fierce and unconfused person is still so charming. Why was she deceived at the beginning..."

With a cough, she straightened her body, intending to make the tomb on her chest even more "shocking", but she spoke in a very serious tone, "Report to Master, before you enter the living world, I will be here, waiting for your third return."

It was like a thunder thunder that struck the fog in my mind, and the originally vague thoughts instantly became clear.

Returning for the third time... Entering the undead for the third time...

He thought of the disciple of Xuanxian Sect named Han Kun on the True Spirit Continent, as well as the infant soul, and the six-fingered palms that crushed his throat.

It turns out... it's all him!

The soul flame trembled violently, and Mo Yu's mind was confused. He had a vague guess for a long time ago, and now it has finally been confirmed.

"Master, are you okay?" The girl looked worried.

Mo Yu woke up and the voice conveyed by the soul became extremely difficult, "In other words, everything I experienced was my own arrangement."

"It was the master's arrangement in his previous life." The girl bit her lip, "Actually, I admire my master very much. No one can do it, and reverse it more than twice between life and death."

Mo Yu smiled sourly. He really didn't want this kind of admiration.

The Skeleton turned around, "I want to be quiet."

"Ah! Master, have you remembered me?" the girl cheered.

Mo Yu paused slightly under his feet and said lightly: "I don't need to comfort me."

Looking at the skeleton's straight back, the girl blinked and muttered with dissatisfaction, "I'm already called Jingjing... Humph, I'm still the same temper, I'm just holding on!"

However, there was a little concern between the eyebrows and eyes.

...

Relying in the corner of the underground palace, the Skeleton Emperor's powerful body felt extremely tired. Mo Yu even had the idea that even his soul wanted to curl up.

Countless memories surged into my heart, and scenes of the past flashed quickly, so clear, but also felt like a diaphragm. It seemed that everything was illusory!

With Mo Yu's hardships and hardening his rock-solid mind, he couldn't help but fall into confusion at this time.

The underground palace calmed down, paced back and forth quietly, glanced over from time to time, muttering something in his mouth.

Six days later, just as the girl was about to run out of her patience, the skeleton leaning against the corner suddenly stood up slowly, "What should I do next?"

The sound conveyed by the soul was very calm, without any emotional fluctuations. Although he had barely returned to calm, the depression was difficult to let go of for a moment.

Jingjing was happy and said happily: "The master's strength has reached the level of the Skeleton Emperor. He needs to go to the reincarnation pool and use its power to complete the transformation from death to life."

She paused, "This is the explanation from the master before he left."

Reincarnation Pool…

Mo Yu recited it silently several times, but there was something vaguely in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it in pieces.

But this has shown that the reincarnation pool is indeed the place he needs to go next.

The undead world is a territory shrouded by death, representing coldness and decay, but there has never been real purity in the world. There is a vitality deep in this territory of death.

That is the reincarnation pool.

It opens a hundred years apart, and every time countless high-level undead with strength reaching the peak of death enters it, risking being corroded and dissipated to gain the opportunity to reincarnate.

Because only by stimulating the energy in death can their strength continue to improve, and even tear open the boundary walls of life and death to gain new life.

Jingjing looked at him, as if he noticed his lowness, and his voice became calm and respectful, "But now, the master's strength is too weak to resist the power of the reincarnation pool."
Chapter completed!