Ahead of them lay a vast, pitch-black expanse, like dark clouds blotting out the sun, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"Those are all souls. Some have existed since ancient times, while others were formed from Soul Master's believers. Because they never gathered into true souls, they cannot be reborn and can only remain here! These things have no conscious will. If they see humans, they will attack madly!" Xue Jing'er smiled, flipped her hand, and took out something to hand to him.
"This is the Soul-Avoiding Spirit Robe! As long as we wear it, we'll be safe!"
"Thank you!"
Nie Yun had not expected her to have even prepared this. He accepted the spirit robe and put it on.
The girl then took out another one and put it on herself.
Sure enough, after putting on the Soul-Avoiding Spirit Robe, no souls attacked him even when he entered the depths of the gloomy clouds. Nie Yun breathed a sigh of relief and flew straight ahead in the direction Xue Jing'er had indicated.
"Ah... it's you, Nie Yun! Die!"
As the two sped through the air, a piercing roar suddenly rang out. In an instant, a savage ghostly head charged straight at him.
The ghostly head thrust out its palm, forming a massive palm imprint that pressed down through the air. Its power shattered space and illuminated the nine provinces.
"Mi Hua?"
Nie Yun had not expected anyone here to recognize him. He froze for a moment, then recognized the other party.
It was Mi Hua, his old enemy from the Mortal Realm!
Mi Hua's soul had coexisted with Ming Xinlan's. After Nie Yun brought him to the Spirit Realm, he had been rescued when Huan Yu sacrificed to Soul Master. Nie Yun had never expected to encounter him