When Lu Ye came back to his senses again, he was already standing beside a vast pool shrouded in swirling mist. Rows of Immortal Yuan Guards stood around the pool, and when their commander saw the City Lord, he immediately bowed.
The City Lord waved a hand, dismissing him.
Lu Ye lowered his head to look down, but he could see nothing—only the mist roiling endlessly. It seemed bound by some force; though it churned without cease, not a wisp drifted away.
So this was the legendary Soul Cleansing Pool?
Yiyi stood beside him and said softly, "Lu Ye, that mist seems very useful to me."
She was a Spirit Body, so her senses toward the mist were extremely keen. Lu Ye had not noticed anything, but Yiyi could feel that if she entered the pool, the benefits she gained would be beyond imagination.
Lu Ye turned to the City Lord standing nearby. "We just jump in?"
With his hands behind his back, the City Lord stepped forward two paces and nodded. "That's right. Just jump in. However, you only have three hours. After three hours, I'll send you back."
The moment he finished speaking, Lu Ye jumped straight down. Time was limited, so naturally he had to seize the opportunity.
His body kept falling. Before long, Lu Ye sensed that something was wrong. This Soul Cleansing Pool seemed... rather deep?
The City Lord had not mentioned that.
Just as Lu Ye was about to activate the Flying Wing Thorn Tattoo, his body suddenly lightened, as though some force beneath him had caught him. His speed gradually slowed until he finally came to a steady stop.
There was no sensation of solid ground beneath his feet. Instead, it felt like he was standing on cotton. One thing was certain: he