He swiftly searched through his sea of consciousness, yet found none of the Space Ring he had expected.
Instead, a Colorful Divine Pattern flickered into view.
Before Qin Shaofeng could inspect it closely, the divine pattern seemed to possess a will of its own. It suddenly leaped and merged into his glabella, vanishing without a trace.
"What is this?!"
Amid his startled cry, he felt an icy chill assaulting his sea of consciousness.
"Hahaha, I finally waited for this day!"
"Kid, if you had come a few years later, this sliver of this monarch's soul origin would likely have completely fused with that old ghost's corpse under the invasion of his Ghost Qi, becoming a Ghost Venerable beneath that old ghost's command."
"But you came, hahaha..."
"Heaven truly favors this monarch. This monarch's life was not meant to end, which is why you, kid, were sent here for this monarch to possess your soul and be reborn, hahaha..."
The laughter of that soul origin grew increasingly arrogant.
Listening to his words,
Qin Shaofeng shuddered all over. This divine pattern could actually protect the soul of its sea of consciousness's owner.
He had truly been careless!
"Xue'er, Gui Yan, come out and help!"
Qin Shaofeng shouted in a low voice, immediately returning his consciousness to his sea of consciousness.
No sooner said than done.
Almost the instant that divine pattern appeared, he had already returned to his soul origin.
The next moment,
he saw a blurry soul origin carrying that divine pattern into his sea of consciousness.
This corpse had existed since some unknown age.
Since he called himself "this monarch," he was clearly no easy opponent. Qin Shaofeng instinctively began to grow nervous.
To be honest, this was the first battle involving the very origin of souls that he had