Fourth Sequence, Ashen Graveyard.
Zhang Yang's true body was cultivating in seclusion deep within Sword Valley, inside the fragment of the True World he possessed.
But on this day, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart, as though he had sensed something.
"So my wisp of soul that crossed backward through time has already gained a foothold?"
After lighting a strange Soul Incense, Zhang Yang learned the entire situation. He was both surprised and delighted that the wisp of soul had actually occupied a Zerg body.
That was right—the result was what mattered most.
And no matter how things changed on the outside, the most crucial things were still with him.
"Interesting. That world doesn't look like a Projection World. Otherwise, it couldn't have attracted the descent of the Plague Serpent's power. Those changing clues clearly show that a pack of hungry wolves has their eyes on a slab of fat meat. So I need to increase my investment a little."
Zhang Yang pondered. Previously, he had only sent one-thousandth of his soul over. His original plan had been to throw out a stone to sound the way, but who could have expected such a huge harvest?
In just one short month, that wisp of his soul had raised the Soul Nurturing Talisman to the fourth level, where it had immediately hit a bottleneck.
Yet the soul-strength rating of a fourth-level Soul Nurturing Talisman was only C-rank. Clearly, that was not enough.
Moreover, although that wisp of his soul had cultivated thirty Mantis Worms, fifty Gordian Worms, and one Gordian Flying Worm over the past month, it could currently only advance to the outskirts of the Lizhuang Ruins. From within the Lizhuang Ruins, however, the faint sound of Buddhist chanting could be heard, and from time to time, the