Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 117 Finally meeting
When Zhang Lexuan rushed into the explosion, he saw Lin Xiao lying on the ground and the badger beast only one step away from him.

Lin Xiao's exposed skin was covered in scratches, with traces of blood constantly oozing out. His chest was heaving slightly, and although he was still breathing, he looked very disheveled, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Shen Hao?"

Zhang Lexuan called out softly, and when she saw that Lin Xiao didn't respond, she was about to step forward, but she found that there seemed to be something at her feet emitting a bright green light.

Looking closely, it looked like a soul engineer's carving knife.

Zhang Lexuan bent down to pick it up, took two steps forward and put it in Lin Xiao's hand, then called him softly twice.

Seeing that Lin Xiao had not responded, she hurriedly rummaged through the storage soul guide and took out a pill from it and gave it to Lin Xiao to take.

"call--"

Before Zhang Lexuan could continue to help Lin Xiao check his injuries, she was startled by a heavy breathing. She turned around and found that it was not breathing.

The badger's bloated body was becoming sluggish, and the air in its body was squeezed out from the wound on its neck, making a sound similar to breathing. A fishy stench from its internal organs suddenly filled the surroundings.

Then, a blood-red soul ring slowly rose.

One hundred thousand year soul ring.

Zhang Lexuan's expression changed slightly. Even she, at first, had only thought of stalling for a while until Xuanzi arrived, and had never imagined they could actually kill this 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Just when she was a little dazed, the soul ring suddenly flew towards Lin Xiao at a rapid speed as if attracted by something.

not good!

Zhang Lexuan's expression suddenly changed. Even a 100,000-year spirit ring wasn't always a good thing. In her perception, Lin Xiao was only at level 70, and was currently seriously injured and unconscious. How could he possibly withstand the power of a 100,000-year spirit ring?

Moreover, Lin Xiao had already fallen into a coma. Why would this soul ring fly towards him on its own initiative? Was it because the remaining consciousness of the soul beast in the soul ring still had thoughts of revenge?

Zhang Lexuan wanted to stop him, but in the blink of an eye, the blood-red soul ring had already merged into Lin Xiao's body. Lin Xiao's face suddenly turned pale, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. Then, his face turned red again in an instant.

Lin Xiao had no idea what was happening outside. He had already appeared in a familiar yet unfamiliar place.

Looking up, he saw a sea of ​​flowers all around him, a path faintly visible in it, and shadows passing by him.

"You said you would let my family go..."

"Mission...assassination..."

"You've come here too. You didn't accept my inheritance. This is the retribution you deserve..."

A series of ethereal voices rang in Lin Xiao's ears like whispers, but he did not stop, but continued to move forward.

This was not his first time here. He had had this experience before when he was undergoing the soul-raising ceremony. At that time, he was suffering and his consciousness was almost dissipating. Finally, he appeared in this place where life and death were intertwined.

This time, am I on the brink of life and death again?

Lin Xiao suddenly chuckled. Having lived in the Holy Spirit Cult for so long, the so-called "self-preservation" had almost become his first choice in doing things, but he never expected that when he saw Zhang Lexuan sacrifice herself to block the attack of the 100,000-year-old soul beast, he would still intervene... Fortunately, the result was good.

Lin Xiao raised his head slightly and looked forward. If he remembered correctly, the front should be his spiritual sea.

As he walked, he soon heard the sound of gurgling water. A small river appeared in front of him. He didn't know where it came from and where it ended, but it seemed much wider than the last time he came.

And across the river...

When Lin Xiao looked across, his expression suddenly froze on his face.

I don’t know if everyone’s spiritual sea is different or if he is special. Ever since his consciousness was able to reach the spiritual sea, he always saw a river symbolizing spiritual power dividing it into two similar parts.

And now, earth-shaking changes have taken place on the other side of the river.

Both banks of the river are in full bloom with red spider lilies, which symbolize death, but Lin Xiao is a living person after all. When he walks among the flowers, he inevitably leaves a trace of life. At this time, the other side of the river is dead silent.

A layer of gray covered the countless flowers. The river water not only separated his spiritual sea, but also divided his spiritual sea into two independent parts.

Although there are flowers blooming on this shore, this side is still closely connected to the world, while the other side has truly turned into a world of "death", and there is no sign of life under the layer of gray fog.

Lin Xiao's body shook violently, and an inexplicable feeling spread throughout his body. He didn't know what changes had happened to him, but he knew that the "death" attribute in his martial soul was far deeper and purer than before.

In the sea of ​​​​spirituality, the body transformed by Lin Xiao's consciousness raised its head slightly and looked at the gray ball of light in the air.

Is it because of the changes brought about by this person who almost became the god of death?
Yes, Lin Xiao succeeded.

Perhaps it was because he was not bound by the "fate" of this world, or perhaps the figure in front of him was too powerful and beyond "fate", or perhaps it was both. In short, at that moment when the sky and the earth changed color, the gray ball of light still fell into his sea of ​​​​spiritual thought.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, the gray fog in front of him began to flow slowly, forming a blurry shadow, facing Lin Xiao across the river.

"I never thought that a trace of my soul could still be left."

An old voice came to his ears. Lin Xiao said nothing, but just stared at the figure on the other side quietly.

"The means of manipulating souls can be either good or evil. Previously, I was worried that this power would be exploited by evil people, but now it seems that I have met a kind person again."

"Anyone who lends a hand to others in distress, regardless of the reason, is not a wicked person. Well, I will help you this time as a token of my gratitude for the shelter you provided."

The old voice was still in Lin Xiao's ears at first, and then it echoed in the entire sea of ​​​​spiritual power. The river symbolizing spiritual power rushed out as if it was out of control. Lin Xiao seemed to see the scenery outside, a blood-red color was rushing straight towards him.

The next moment, a feeling of comfort came from his right arm and then spread to his entire body.

"Holding the sun and moon in my hands, plucking the stars, there is no one like me in the world. Look carefully, at this moment, it is time to destroy and then build."

The old voice echoed in the sea of ​​​​spirituality. Lin Xiao seemed to have realized something. He sat cross-legged on the river bank and closed his eyes. The flowers around him, which symbolized death, bloomed more brightly.

Streams of emerald green air flowed along his meridians like blood, spreading throughout his body and into his spiritual sea, changing silently.

(End of this chapter)