"How could this be... Where am I..." The young cultivator was now nothing more than a soul floating in space-time, giving off a dim, ghostly glow. Violent emotional fluctuations surged from the spectral black mist.
He could not understand it. He had clearly just escaped that terrifying Tsukuyomi space, so why had he not returned to the familiar fourth floor of the Floating Spirit Divine Palace, but instead arrived in this strange and eerie place?
More importantly, when he had first emerged, everything he saw and heard had still appeared to be the fourth floor of the Floating Spirit Divine Palace. Yet now, none of the previous scenery was visible. This filled the young cultivator with fear.
Suddenly, the space not far from the young cultivator's soul began to ripple. Soon, Azure Dragon's figure spun out from within, hovering calmly in midair.
"You... This is... a spatial ability..." At that moment, the young cultivator finally realized the crux of the matter and stood there dumbfounded.
"Welcome to my space-time," Lin Chuan said indifferently.
Everything before this had actually been part of Lin Chuan's plan. The instant he entered the space-time, he used an illusion technique to blind the young cultivator's senses, making him believe that he had returned to the fourth floor of the Floating Spirit Divine Palace.
Because Lin Chuan knew that the young cultivator would never hand over Ni Huanzhi's soul so easily. As long as there was even the slightest possibility, this man would definitely flee.
Sure enough, after obtaining the Soul-Summoning Banner, the young cultivator used his control over it to release all the sealed souls within. This forced Lin Chuan to choose between saving Ni Huanzhi's soul and pursuing his own. As long as Lin Chuan did not chase him, he was ninety-nine percent certain