Yuan Gaohan looked frightened and angry, his eyes spewed out of fire, and the light on his body flashed constantly. It was indeed a sign of great loss, but when he heard that he wanted to collect him, he was frightened and woke up.
Li Yunxiao smiled and said, "Human potential is infinite. If you don't force it, you can stimulate it. I'm afraid that you will disappear."
Yuan Gaohan looked cold and didn't believe him. He still looked at the soul-devouring banner in his hand alertly, and snorted coldly: " Stay away from me!"
Li Yunxiao smiled slightly, and the Soul-Devouring Banner turned around a few circles in his hand and then put it away. The soul body was too afraid of the Soul-Devouring Clan. He looked around melancholy and said, "Old Yuan, let's work together to find a way to leave this ghost place. Do you think where is this?"
Yuan Gaohan then looked around, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he said in a lost voice: "Independent space?"
Li Yunxiao nodded and said, "Yes. It should be an independent space. I don't know where it exists. I don't have any vitality and can't see any bright moon and stars. It should be an enclosed independent space."
Yuan Gaohan's face suddenly became ugly. It would be difficult to get out of this kind of space unless it has the power of the Martial Emperor to break the void. If it is okay, it doesn't matter if he has the power of starlight, so he will practice here with peace of mind. When he breaks through to the ninth level of soul power, he can naturally break through the air, but the whole sky is dark and dull, let alone the starlight, there is no energy...
"It's a bit strange. There is no energy in the air. Even the dead space will never dissipate so clean. Moreover, we were teleported by the wind, so there are still entrances and exits."
Li Yunxiao felt confused and immediately expressed his thoughts. Yuan Gaohan was also stunned for a moment, thinking that it made sense. The two of them thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Finally, Li Yunxiao said: "Let's take a look forward. When I came in, I didn't feel like I was traveling through space. It seemed to be connected with the ancient land."
Yuan Gaohan suddenly thought of a possibility and said in horror: "You said... Could this be in the time rules that seal the ancient Gangfeng?"
Li Yunxiao smiled and shook his head, "Not." Looking at Yuan Gaohan's puzzled look, he explained with a smile: "This is a desert. Look at these sands, there are no traces of the strong wind sweeping by, as if they have been silent for millions of years. If the ancient strong wind has been sealed here, there will definitely be traces on the sand surface."
Yuan Gaohan then breathed a sigh of relief. If he was sealed by the rules of time, even if he broke through to the Nine-Level Soul Body, he would not be able to escape.
Li Yunxiao took out a Tiger King Chariot, the two of them boarded, and turned into a ray of light in this space and flew.
The yellow sand is dark and terrifying, endless, and there is no outlet or hope.
The atmosphere on the Tiger King's chariot became heavier and heavier. Both of them had gloomy faces. After flying for several hours, they were still the same scenery. Only those who opened up independent spaces knew what was going on inside. God knew how grand it was. Moreover, some living independent spaces would continue to expand themselves after losing control and eventually developed into an independent world, which was even more boundless.
"Hey, this independent space is boundless, right?"
Yuan Gaohan finally couldn't help but ask. Originally, as his ninth-level art refiner, the other party should have asked him, but he found that Li Yunxiao's patience seemed to be better than him, so he couldn't help but speak first.
Li Yunxiao had a gloomy face, without saying a word, without expression on his face.
"Hey, ask you!"
Yuan Gaohan pushed him over with a palm and said angrily: "Are you good to respect your seniors?"
Li Yunxiao then turned his face and said very ugly: "We may really be over. This is a illusion that is spinning around in place. Without the strength of the Emperor of Martial Arts, you can't go out. Why do you all love this?" He just came from the demon earth, and in the mirror and water moon, he kept spinning around in the same place.
"Illusion?!"
Yuan Gaohan suddenly jumped in his heart, and seemed to think of this possibility. He stared at him and began to observe the surroundings. But there was endless yellow sand, without any reference, and he couldn't see any reason at all. He said in a deep voice: "If it is an illusion, there is no reason for me to perceive it with my eighth level starlight soul body."
Li Yunxiao stopped the Tiger King's chariot and landed on the yellow sand. Then he walked out from it. Looking at the dim sky, he said in a voice: "It can only mean that the person who set up the array has a very high technique, but this is just a speculation from me, and it is the best speculation. The worst case is of course the independent space expands infinitely. If it is an illusion, there is still a hint of hope to break it. If it is an infinite expansion space, it will be completely finished!"
Yuan Gaohan also understood this truth, with a heavy expression on his face, walked not far from the Tiger King's chariot, sat cross-legged, and began to use some magic tricks, and the golden light flew around him like a butterfly.
He now has no source of energy to replenish. Every spell cast is a huge loss, but there is no way out. It is even worse if he stagnates for a long time.
Li Yunxiao didn't bother him, knowing that this was a very powerful soul technique, allowing the soul to integrate into the surrounding environment and perceive all the rules and power of heaven and earth. The most taboo thing is to be disturbed.
Soon, Yuan Gaohan slowly opened his eyes and said in a calm voice: "Sure enough, there is indeed a formation here. I felt the surrounding evil spirit. This piece of yellow sand seemed to be transformed by illusions."
Li Yunxiao said: "Can you break it?"
Yuan Gaohan's soul power is far above him. If Yuan Gaohan had no choice, he would have no hope.
Yuan Gaohan glanced at him and said, "That formation has been broken for thousands of years, but it still makes me feel palpitations. I can't do it alone, I must help me."
Li Yunxiao said suspiciously: "I'll help you? Brother, you are the eighth-level starlight soul body. Speaking of breaking the formation, I can't even get your side."
Yuan Gaohan said: "You have also seen that my soul power is not at the eighth level now. Did you swallow the Tianshu Yushu Yu Shen Pill before?"
Li Yunxiao gave him a blank look and snorted coldly: "You boy's eyes are still very poisonous, but unfortunately there is only one!"
Yuan Gaohan frowned and said, "That's going to be troublesome unless..." When he said this, he became a little hesitant and seemed a little inconvenient.
Li Yunxiao said: "What do you want to say directly? It's time. Unless you ask me to pick up soap, everything will be up to you."
Yuan Gaohan shivered, and felt a chill. He looked at him with fear, then showed a solemn look, and it was difficult to speak: "Unless you use the golden soul slave in the Soul-Devouring Banner to cooperate with me, but in that case, your golden soul slave may be greatly damaged and even disappear."
The soul slave is the core of the disciples of the Soul Devouring Clan. Basically, the banner is there, and the people are dead. If the soul slave is sacrificed, it will be no different from killing them. So when Yuan Gaohan said this, he was very nervous, afraid that Li Yunxiao would have a quarrel with him in an instant.
Sure enough, Li Yunxiao's face turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "Do you know the importance of the Soul-Devouring Banner to me?"
Yuan Gaohan felt the chill on his body and immediately said embarrassedly: "Of course I know, but... at this time, if you don't try it, everyone will definitely die."
Li Yunxiao looked cold and turned a decisive way: "If you lose the Soul-Devouring Banner, life is worse than death!"
A look of disappointment flashed in Yuan Gaohan's eyes. Although this result was disappointed, it was not surprising. He said bitterly: "If you can't open this illusion array, you can only wait for death."
"but……"
Li Yunxiao's face calmed down a little, showing a look of pain, and said, "But you can't wait to die like this. As a ninth-level art refiner in the Holy Realm, if you can compensate me a little, I am still willing to offer the Soul-Devouring Banner. After all, I can still tell which one is more important."
Yuan Gaohan was stunned and then said happily: "As long as you can take out the Soul-Devouring Banner, everyone can escape from here smoothly. What do you want, just say it!"
Li Yunxiao looked at him and said, "Really?"
Yuan Gaohan was about to agree, but suddenly he thought that the person in front of him seemed not that simple, and immediately stopped his impulse and frowned and said, "Tell me what you want first?"
Li Yunxiao showed a pure smile and said, "The loss of the Soul-Devouring Banner to me is almost irreparable, especially this is a golden soul slave. You should also know the relationship. So any compensation is a bucket of money for me, right?"
Yuan Gaohan frowned and nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with his statement.
"and……"
Li Yunxiao took a deep breath and sighed, "And although I haven't been with you for a long time, you have some misunderstandings about me. Even if I escape here, I dare not go to the Sanctuary with you to ask for compensation. Maybe the losses will be greater, are you right?"
Yuan Gaohan snorted coldly and said, "What is a misunderstanding? You..."
Li Yunxiao waved his hand, interrupted his words, and said, "Okay, okay, I can't explain clearly if I misunderstandings a few words. Anyway, this is the case. I must not take out the Soul-Devouring Banner for nothing. Let's do this, just exchange it with me with the meaning of about a hundred ancient scriptures."
"Wow! Ancient scriptures?! There are about a hundred?!"
Yuan Gaohan took a deep breath, his face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "What do you think is that ancient scripture? Do you think it is a little yellow text all over the street? You can just write it out in a few hundred or thousands of words!"
"Uh..., how much do you say to give?"
Li Yunxiao wiped his nose and said embarrassedly: "I have dedicated all the golden soul slaves. You just explain a few scriptures, and you will not lose any money to you. Whoever suffers will be worth it, think about it yourself! Otherwise, you will not be able to talk. When your eighth level star soul body dissipates, can you return to the ninth level with a few ancient words in your original deity? Can you still stabilize your peak?"
Yuan Gaohan's face suddenly became ugly, and Li Yunxiao's words hit his weakness.
The other party is a minion from the Soul-Devouring Clan, but he is nothing big. He is different. He can be a ninth-level art master in the Holy Realm. How can he die easily?!