Shui Yuan was delighted. She knew that although her junior brother was still unconscious, his instincts remained. After sensing her aura, he had lowered his guard.
Without further hesitation, she stirred her divine sense and sent it inside.
The next instant, she arrived in a strange world.
This should have been the depths of Lu Ye's soul. At the center of that dim, gray world, a blurry figure lay curled up, as though sleeping within a mother's womb.
Around the figure was a mass of something neither mist nor liquid.
Looking more closely, the figure clearly bore some resemblance to Lu Ye.
Shui Yuan froze at the bizarre sight.
She had cultivated step by step herself, so she had naturally experienced the transformation from True Lake to Divine Sea. Moreover, because the Crimson Blood Sect had been so sparsely populated and lacking in cultivation resources back then, she had been stuck at this transformation for a very, very long time.
The memory was still vivid.
Could that blurry figure before her be her junior brother's Soul Body?
Could that neither-mist-nor-liquid substance enveloping the Soul Body be the manifestation of divine sense?
How could this be?
Even as a great cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm, Shui Yuan's mind was shaken into turmoil.
The most crucial step in a cultivator's advancement from True Lake to Divine Sea was this very one: strengthening the soul to the point where it could nurture a Soul Body of its own!
Logically speaking, only after reaching Tier Nine of the True Lake Realm could a cultivator slowly accumulate such a foundation.
And not every True Lake Realm cultivator could accumulate it.
There were quite a few Divine Sea Realm great cultivators in the Nine Provinces, but far more True Lake Realm cultivators. Even among those