Especially during this recent period, when facing numerous powerful enemies, Lu Ye had clearly felt the inadequacy of his Divine Soul Power.
Experts such as Xuan Wuzong and Zong Shenliang had cultivated for countless millennia, their Divine Soul Power condensed and formidable.
This Supreme Treasure of the divine soul type had come at just the right time. If he could refine it and use its might to guard his Soul Sea, it would make up for his weakness. When he encountered powerful enemies in the future, he would no longer suffer losses in this regard.
Ding ding ding...
Just as Lu Ye's heart brimmed with delight, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
The bell had been ringing without pause. His Soul Sea had gone from rippling at first to the ripples steadily intensifying, and now it was faintly becoming unstable.
Before he could figure out what was happening, his hand suddenly lightened. The bell transformed into a streak of light and shot straight toward his head.
Lu Ye staggered from the impact and nearly fell to the ground. He hurriedly steadied himself, his expression abruptly darkening.
He swiftly immersed his consciousness.
Within the Soul Sea, Lu Ye's Soul Body manifested. Upon the vast, surging sea stood a tall figure. This figure was also a Soul Body, but she appeared somewhat dim and lackluster, like a flower that had gone far too long without the nourishment of rain and dew.
She held a bell in her hand—the very one Lu Ye had just picked up. The bell continued to ring, throwing the Soul Sea into turmoil.
Even Lu Ye's Soul Body was wracked with unbearable pain, as though countless needles were piercing him.
He raised his eyes toward that Soul Body, frowning slightly.
He had thought that what had invaded