"Hmm?!"
Xia Ping stood atop the Bridge of No Return, listening as hundreds of millions of evil ghosts beneath it roared. Each of them seemed to tremble as they let out piercing shrieks, while a strange spiritual force spread through the depths of the void.
Faintly, this bizarre, peculiar, powerful force of the soul instantly enveloped his body. It seemed to twist the spiritual space itself, generating an immense power of bewilderment.
This force seemed to want to drag him into the Yellow Springs River.
It was not merely enveloping his body. Hearing those sounds, Xia Ping felt the emotions buried deep within his heart being stirred—joy, anger, sorrow, delight, and all the rest surged forth, while memories deep in his heart seemed to flow endlessly through the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Under the influence of this power, the emotions in his mind were rapidly magnified. Even the darkness deep in his heart seemed to expand madly, as though he were about to fall into darkness and sink into the abyss.
Yet the instant this spiritual force tried to invade his sea of consciousness, it was blasted away by the power of his soul. Every spiritual force field was torn apart and smashed to pieces.
All negative emotions were swept clean. It was as if a speck of light had emerged from the depths of his sea of consciousness, instantly tearing through endless darkness and driving out every negative force.
His entire spirit was invigorated.
"You actually tried to bewilder me?!"
A glint flashed through Xia Ping's eyes. The evil ghosts in the Yellow Springs River were all roaring, unleashing strange spiritual power in an attempt to drag him down from the Bridge of No Return.
But those forces could no longer affect him in the slightest. All