Li Tian Domain, Yun Tian Sect.
Inside a secret chamber.
Su Mo's main body, deep in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes.
An incomparably sharp gleam flashed through them, like the most resplendent divine sword.
Whoosh!
With a flip of his palm, a jade pendant appeared in Su Mo's hand. Light shimmered from the pendant, and an illusory little figure emerged above it.
"Su Mo, I have fallen. My memories have also been discovered by the Soul Clan people!" the illusory little figure said sorrowfully.
This illusory little figure was naturally Si Kongyan.
That was right!
Si Kongyan had not completely died!
Back when all the upper echelons of the Peerless Divine Gate left Li Tian Domain, they had been required to leave behind a wisp of their souls, in case their main bodies met with disaster.
This was a spark of tinder!
Thus, even though Si Kongyan had fallen, he had not utterly vanished. A spark of tinder still remained.
Of course, this wisp of soul was not a clone. It was exceedingly weak and faint, possessing less than one-thousandth of the soul power of his main body.
Under normal circumstances, Si Kongyan's weak wisp of soul would not be able to recover to its peak even after tens of thousands, or perhaps hundreds of thousands, of years.
"Tell me the specifics and the location. Keep it short!" Su Mo's expression instantly darkened as he asked with furrowed brows.
"You told me to follow those Soul Pavilion Disciples. I discovered that they were actually planning to enter the Yuanshi World and begin a massacre, so I killed them. Then I fled into the Dark World, but at the entrance, I was severely injured by the Heaven-Splitting Realm Soul Clan expert guarding it. Later, a group of Soul Clan experts found