Source of the Strange

Lin Tan led Jiang Ping An into a room beside Ghost City's entrance. Since night had already fallen, there was no way to let Jiang Ping An enter the city and find another inn, so he could only stay here for the night.

Seeing the many tea leaves on the table, Jiang Ping An deduced that this Immortal greatly enjoyed tea.

He plucked several leaves from the Enlightenment Tree and handed them over along with some fine tea. "Senior, please accept them."

Seeing Jiang Ping An's humble and respectful attitude, Lin Tan's cold expression gradually softened. He had seen many geniuses, all arrogant and proud. This kid was not bad.

"You asked what those strange things were just now. This is not really a secret. Those strange things are the shattered souls of the dead."

Lin Tan put away the tea leaves, sat at the table, and began brewing tea.

"The souls of the dead? Malevolent Spirits? They do not seem like Malevolent Spirits."

Jiang Ping An had seen Malevolent Spirits and even possessed a Malevolent Spirit clone. Malevolent Spirits could be seen, and their aura was obvious, but these strange things were completely invisible.

As he brewed tea, Lin Tan said, "They are not something lowly creatures like Malevolent Spirits can compare to."

"This Ghost City came from a place called the Soul Realm. Most Cultivators there specialized in cultivating souls. One peerless genius even pushed the Soul Cultivators of the Soul Realm to the very pinnacle. But he shone too brightly and caught the attention of certain people in the Immortal Realm, who wanted to devour him."

"When that peerless genius was nearly devoured, he abandoned his fleshly body and allowed his soul to escape. Without a physical body, he even forged a soul body and slew the