The Soul Pond was black as ink because of its unfathomable depth, but the Soul Liquid within was pure white, like a stream of translucent jade marrow.
The three drops of Soul Liquid stirred up a storm in Daoist Hunyuan's sea of consciousness, devouring countless strands of Spiritual Sense. Without the right opportunity and conditions, absorbing Soul Liquid was pure wishful thinking. Perhaps only divine thoughts on the level of Chaos God Demons could refine Soul Liquid.
A figure coalesced in Daoist Hunyuan's sea of consciousness. It was a vague mass of primordial qi, taking on an indistinct human shape that was impossible to make out clearly. The hazy Divine Soul drew countless kinds of primordial qi from its main body, including Righteous Qi, Xuanhuang Qi, and even black Killing Qi. It condensed them into a seven-colored mountain, steep and sheer, rising from the golden sea of consciousness. At its summit appeared a strangely sunken pool, empty yet radiating seven-colored light.
The hazy figure used a Great Divine Ability to draw the three drops of Soul Liquid to the mountain's peak. They floated in the sea of consciousness, only three drops in all, but the moment they entered the pool at the summit, they filled the entire Heavenly Pool. Pure Soul energy flowed through it in streams.
The hazy figure turned into a streak of Flowing Light and merged with the pool.
Daoist Hunyuan immediately felt as though his soul had split apart, forcibly divided into two. One was a complete soul infused with the memories and vitality of True Person Ziyang, Hua Dou, and Kong Qiu. The other was a blank slate, devoid of any memories, yet containing all his insights into the Great Dao.
Then the Soul energy in the Heavenly Pool began rapidly flowing into the shadowy