Standing at the bow, Lin Xin faced the wind and looked toward the distant black rift that was gradually revealing itself. At the point where sea and sky seemed to meet, that vast, flattened fissure continuously spewed countless plumes of black smoke. Like the gaping maw of an abyss, it kept tugging in and devouring massive amounts of cloud vapor from the sea of clouds.
"Your physical body is very strong." Hong Ye's voice sounded in his mind. "So we've run into some trouble."
"What do you mean?" Lin Xin had often been able to communicate with Hong Ye lately. It seemed the severing of the Netherworld Mansion Power had reached a crucial moment as well.
"The Nether Prefecture seems to have taken a liking to you, so it is unwilling to let go. Not long ago, you also happened to kill two Nascent Soul Soul Domain cultivators. Their soul wills fused with their vital essence, then were integrated into your body by the will of the Nether Prefecture, becoming a Lord Mark." Hong Ye explained blandly. Though such a major complication had arisen, his tone remained as calm as drifting clouds and gentle winds.
"A Lord Mark?" Lin Xin had long felt that this aura was wrong. Hearing this, he was surprised as well.
"But don't worry. This thing is beneficial and harmless to you." Hong Ye continued, "Your physical body seems to possess a special bloodline strength, with extremely high resistance. It can resist the erosion of the Lord Mark to a certain extent. At one of the outer realm points you are heading to this time, there is something I placed there twenty thousand years ago. It is a fusion of will and vital essence that you need. Once you obtain it, it should strengthen your body