But while he was smiling, his smile froze.

Remnant Soul found in disbelief that half of Qin Cheng's body was stuck in the whirlpool, but he was not sucked into it for a long time.

Then when he saw Qin Cheng's mocking eyes, a sense of uneasiness kept rising in his heart.

He suddenly panicked, what was going on?

The remaining soul was dripping with cold sweat, and a feeling of fear surged in his heart.

Why is this guy looking like this? Did he calculate something wrong?

Even if he had the means to survive, he shouldn't be in the mood to laugh at himself when everyone around him is dead.

Swish, brush, brush!

Just when Remnant Soul couldn't control the anxiety in his heart, the scene in front of him changed suddenly, as if time and space were going backwards.

With a bang, Remnant's vision went dark. When he came to his senses again, he found that he was trapped in a thunder ball.

On the side, Qin Cheng was still dozens of feet away from the whirlpool. Liu Meng, Nie Fenglei and others were also staring at him with half-smiling faces.

Remnant Soul's eyes widened, and in a daze, he was back before everything happened.

He trembled and felt the breath of everyone. They were not illusions, but all truly existed.

"This is impossible, the art of time and space is not something you people can master." Canhun's eyes widened, as if he had been struck by lightning, in disbelief.

"It is true that the art of time and space cannot be used, but the art of illusion can."

Qin Cheng smiled faintly, pinched the thunder ball and said, "Thank you very much for letting me know which side is the correct vortex."

"No. You bastard, shameless, scum."

Remnant Soul was stunned for a moment. After he fully understood, he cursed loudly and felt a headache in his heart.

Originally, the expectation of watching Qin Cheng and others die was shattered. He actually fell into an illusion and got carried away and told all the truth.

Not only did it not kill Qin Cheng and others, it actually helped them a lot.

Isn't this Qin Cheng a human monk? How can he be more despicable than a remnant soul like himself?

Qin Cheng sneered and exerted a little force. The lightning on the thunder ball filled the air again, and the remaining soul screamed and wailed. He was constantly struck by lightning and rolled around, and there was no chance to curse anymore.

Everyone admired Qin Cheng immensely.

Qin Cheng communicated with their spirits before. They just wanted to give it a try, but they didn't expect that Qin Cheng also had a high understanding of illusions. This remnant soul was completely deceived.

Subtly, it was covered by the picture constructed by Qincheng's illusion.

"Then this time, I will go ahead." Nie Fenglei volunteered.

"No, I'd better go first. I have the essence of fire. If there is any danger inside, I can handle it more easily than you." Qin Cheng shook his head.

Even if the whirlpool is the inheritance place of Ruyi Immortal Lord, it does not mean that there is no danger.

He grabbed the thunderball and flew towards the whirlpool without looking back.

Nie Fenglei and others followed closely behind, while Liu Meng flew at the end, holding down the formation for everyone.

After Qin Cheng flew into the whirlpool, his vision was blurry and his consciousness was suppressed to the limit. He could only hear the whistling of the wind in his ears. After a few breaths, he suddenly landed in front of a palace.

This is a complex of gorgeously built, continuous and towering buildings. It is like a royal palace, solemn and full of kingly aura.

At this time, the red-lacquered gold-inlayed door was tightly closed, and it could only be seen from above that the top of the palace was paved with jade tiles.

Qin Cheng raised his head and found that the sky was also gray, with a star hanging high in each of the five directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest. It was the only light source here, making this world quite dim.

This place is quite empty, without any lively people.

Overall, it exudes a feeling of loneliness and desolation.

But since there is no danger, it proves that Remnant Soul's words are correct. This is the inner world of Ruyi Immortal Lord, so it should be correct.

Nie Fenglei, Mr. Chen and others also entered this place one after another.

When Qin Cheng observed the palace, he no longer controlled the thunderball.

The remnant soul stopped feeling pain and began to curse viciously again.

This caused the only voice to appear in this world, which continued to echo.

"Noisy thing. We have already found the land of the Immortal Lord, why not kill him." Nie Fenglei frowned.

"Kill me, please do it quickly." Canhun said excitedly.

"Idiot." Qin Cheng shook his head and sneered: "Be clear. This is the realm of the Immortal Lord, not the inner world of the Demon Lord. Don't expect that the Demon Lord's hands can reach here. If I kill you, you will really die."

Already."

"You are lying."

Canhun's smile suddenly solidified, and he looked around in fear.

"Do you want to try it?" Qin Cheng asked.

Remnant Soul suddenly closed his mouth.

As soon as he became honest, the world suddenly became quiet.

Click, click, click!

Just when Qin Cheng was about to walk to the palace gate to see what was going on.

The red lacquer door in front of the golden palace made a dull sound, and then slowly opened outward.

A figure stood behind the gate, watching everyone quietly.

This is a young man wearing a white shirt. He has fair skin and handsome appearance. His long black hair is tied on top of his head and fixed with a feather crown. He is dressed like a graceful scholar.

Many people's hearts skipped a beat. Is this person an immortal?

"Finally, someone is here, but it's a pity that you came too late." The scholar glanced at everyone and shook his head.

"Dare I ask, senior, are you the Immortal Ruyi?" Nie Fenglei bowed his hands and saluted.

"No, I'm just a boy who reads in front of the Immortal Lord. With my status, how can I dare to compare with the Immortal Lord?" The scholar shook his head. His eyes fell on Qin Cheng and pointed at the thunder ball.

"This cultivator, can you give me this remnant soul?"

Qin Cheng nodded and threw the thunder ball to the scholar.

With a touch of the scholar's white finger, the lightning quietly dissipated, and the remnant soul was freed from its cage. It was overjoyed and suddenly flew towards the distant sky.

"Now that you're home, just stay where you are."

The scholar shook his head and stretched out his hand again. A ripple suddenly appeared in the space in front of him. The ripple expanded rapidly and soon came into contact with the remnant soul.

The remnant soul was shocked, and felt a strong suction swallowing him up. He tried his best to resist, but was pulled back to the side by the scholar.

"You. You!" Canhun tried this several times and couldn't help but feel terrified.

"It's my fault too. You were captured by that demon king for so many years, and even your nature has changed."

The scholar sighed. He tapped his finger on the remnant soul, and suddenly there was a melting tingling sound. A stream of black mist spread from the remnant soul, and he screamed again.

With a wave of his hand, the scholar put the remnant soul into his sleeve. There should be some space in the sleeve, and the scream of the remnant soul stopped abruptly.

Then the scholar looked at everyone.

"You are here to seek the inheritance of the Immortal Lord, come with me."

After saying that, the scholar turned around and slowly walked towards the golden hall, followed by Qin Cheng and others.

The scholar opened a palace door, walked through the corridor, and walked deeper.

Everyone also discovered that this space seemed to be locked and unable to fly, so they all followed on foot.
Chapter completed!