605: Chapter 605 Poison Test Before Consuming

Lin Yu assumed the air of a Master, his voice sounding surprisingly steady within this small world: "Disciple, watch closely. The first lesson of the Dao of souls: don't let the food bite the bowl!"

Before the words had even faded, he forcibly reversed the circulation route of the True Explanation of Nurturing Spirit!

This Cultivation Technique, originally centered and peaceful for nourishing the soul, transformed at this moment into a most overbearing vortex of devouring!

Qing Yan's soul hook, carrying a lethal determination, plunged fiercely into the depths of Lin Yu's soul body.

A sinister grin of success was just about to appear on his face, but the next instant, that smile froze completely.

"How is this possible!?"

Qing Yan let out a shriek of absolute horror, "Where is your soul root?! Why... why is there none!"

His soul hook seemed to have pierced into an endless Void Realm, unable to find any rules or Karma to anchor onto. Not only could he not perform the Possession, but because he had used too much force, he had sent his own Soul Power into that Void Realm without reservation!

"Only just realized? Too late!" Lin Yu's deep voice exploded in his ears.

A wisp of dark blue soul fire, following those startled soul hooks, surged backward like maggots on a bone.

"You are not a living soul of this world!" Qing Yan finally realized something, his voice filled with incredulous fear. He desperately tried to cut off the soul hooks, but the dark blue soul fire had already tightly entangled him.

"What a fuss." Lin Yu sneered, his soul body shaking violently in the Void Realm, forcibly compressing the dark blue soul fire into a high-speed rotating vortex.

A powerful tearing force erupted instantly!

Qing Yan's remnant soul, which had been relatively solid, was torn apart like a rag under this overbearing and peerless devouring force!

"The Dark Current Sect... will not let you go!" Qing Yan let out a final, shrill curse.

"Tell them to get in line and take a number!" Lin Yu gritted his teeth and exerted force, completely turning that frenzy of Possession into a one-sided counter-devouring situation.

Vast, pure Soul Power surged into Lin Yu's body like a flood released from a dam.

Qing Yan's soul was completely devoured.

Lin Yu was in no hurry to refine Qing Yan's memory fragments.

He controlled the soul fire to wrap those memory fragments tightly, sealing them into a fist-sized cyan orb that hovered in the Void Realm.

"Benefits delivered to my door—check for poison before consuming." Lin Yu snorted coldly; the luster of his previously weak soul body had now become extremely dazzling, like solid jade.

He muttered to himself, "Who knows if this old monster has hidden any traps or contingencies in his memories. Benefits in this Cultivation World are always like roses with thorns; if you don't pull the thorns out clean, it's your own stomach that will get pricked."

Outside, with the complete demise of Qing Yan's main body, the projection of the Formation Plate on the bluestone square table in the center of the stone chamber also changed.

The originally eerie and manic red light, as if having lost its source of support, gradually dimmed like a candle in the wind. Replacing it was a steady, heavy, and profound dark gold, like the earth itself.

Su Ming's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly. He withdrew the Water Spiritual Energy from his fingertips and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Lin Yu filtered the sealed memory fragments slightly and projected the purest historical scenes into Su Ming's Sea of Consciousness.

It was Emperor Yan Wuji's final moments.

Nascent Soul Spells filled the sky like a meteor shower, turning the Imperial Capital into a sea of fire. And that mad last Emperor of the Great Yan did not choose to open the world gate to escape, nor did he seek help from the Spirit Race.

He exhausted the last ounce of the national destiny's power, transforming it into a massive shield that not only destroyed the core of the world gate's formation, but also forcibly teleported hundreds of thousands of civilians on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital into the deep mountains and forests.

Su Ming watched this scene, silent.

Lin Yu slowed his speech in the Sea of Consciousness, his voice carrying a hint of complex sighing: "This mortal emperor exhausted the destiny of his country to stir up a monstrous killing trap, yet in the end, he used his own life to fill the hole... He can be considered a man with a backbone."

"Indeed," Su Ming replied softly, his fingertips gently brushing over the surface of the xuantian ring. "If he hadn't destroyed the formation core, today's Cultivation World would likely have already become a different kind of purgatory."

Lin Yu's soul body stretched within the ring. Although he had not yet fully refined those memories, the mere replenishment of his main Soul Power already made him feel a long-lost sense of fullness.

"Alright, stop being so sentimental." Lin Yu regained his usual composure, his speaking pace slowing down. "Master has eaten his fill, but this Spirit Race Soul Power is too pure, and it might contain some messy obsessions, so I'll need to take some time to slowly grind it down. How is it on your end?"

"The outer formation is stable, and the cracks have healed." Su Ming scanned the stone chamber, confirming there were no other anomalies, before putting the three Formation Flags into his sleeve.

Just at this moment, the light barrier outside the stone chamber suddenly transmitted a violent fluctuation.

"Junior Martial Brother! I got it!" Luo Feng's excited, raspy voice came from outside.

Su Ming immediately composed his mind and waved his hand to remove the residual aura in the corner. The moment the ice-blue light barrier dissipated completely, Luo Feng burst in, his hands clutching several copied Jade Slips tightly.

"I got it! The space folding base points in the Ten Thousand Laws Record are all here!" Luo Feng was beaming with excitement, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stopped. He twitched his nose twice and looked around the stone chamber suspiciously.

"Junior Martial Brother, the aura in this room... how has it changed?" Luo Feng's gaze fell onto the stone table, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Beneath that dark gold Formation Plate projection, the originally flat bluestone tabletop had, at some unknown time, silently split open to reveal a square-shaped gap.

From within the gap, a black stone box carrying an extremely ancient aura slowly emerged. There were no Array Patterns on the stone box, yet it emitted a heart-palpitating, dark aura, as if even the surrounding light was being devoured by it.