Less than an hour had passed.
At the Spiritual Sense Gate, under Zhou Ling's powerful divine sense, he charged through it like a bamboo splitting under a blade.
The little soul figure in his Sea of Consciousness instantly doubled in size.
Mysterious and strange golden light swirled around it.
"Next is the Inner Demon Gate. According to Sister Yi, the Nascent Soul bottleneck is highly likely to draw an outer-realm heavenly demon."
Zhou Ling's gaze sharpened, deep and vast, as his soul churned within his Sea of Consciousness.
All the way here, with the aid of his talents, his journey had been smooth sailing.
There were not many things capable of becoming his inner demons.
What was more, he possessed talents such as [Stronger from Adversity] and [Advanced Observation]. Inner demons posed no great threat to him.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
All of a sudden, wild winds rose around Zhou Ling, howling through the air alongside all manner of eerie sounds.
Then, waves of black mist emerged out of nowhere, instantly shrouding the surroundings.
It made him feel as though he were once again within a Baleful Mist Storm in the Youyun Star Domain.
Unlike the Baleful Mist, which corroded the flesh, spiritual power, and divine sense, this black mist was unfathomably strange and even affected Zhou Ling's emotions.
"There are too many shackles binding Heaven and Earth. Why not cast everything aside and make one daring gamble, slaughtering to your heart's content!"
An ethereal voice suddenly arose within Zhou Ling's Sea of Consciousness.
"An inner demon?"
Zhou Ling swept his gaze around and shouted gravely, "My heart in pursuit of the Dao cannot be shaken by any external thing."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
As his words fell, the black mist all around him suddenly surged.
It condensed into black vortices that bombarded