The first stage of spiritual transformation is to let the weak soul bear the heaven and earth. If it cannot bear even the slightest fluctuation of the world, how can it be said that the spiritual consciousness leaves the body and peeps into the world?

After being illuminated by the scorching sun and swept by the breeze, Qin Xuan's Yang God Soul became more and more tenacious, until the fist-sized Yang God Soul shook violently. Then, Qin Xuan saw light spurting out from where Qin Xuan was crossing the bridge, striking directly at the body.

The Soul of the Sun God.

boom!

At this moment, Qin Xuan felt like he was being torn into pieces, crushed into nothingness, and almost fell into darkness.

Qin Xuan concentrated his mind. Once his consciousness truly fell into darkness, it would be when the soul of the Yang God fell. For ordinary god-forming monks, it would be the same as death. Losing one soul would cause the soul to fly away.

I saw countless brilliance like dust scattered in the sky and the earth, and finally the light spread among these brilliance. The light was weak, but it was spreading.

Qin Xuan seemed to have experienced a long time. During the evolution of the soul of the Yang God, he saw everything in Tianhu Mountain, even the fine dust, as if it was an inch in front of his eyes.

Until the soul of the Yang God completely dispersed into nothingness, Qin Xuan's body trembled and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the souls of the Yang God floating around the world on the chakra above his head, looking back, a tiny but real seed.

Emerge, and finally return to the sea of ​​consciousness through the Tianchong chakra.

Qin Xuan stood up slowly, smiled faintly, and with a slight movement of his mind, the seeds in the sea of ​​consciousness dispersed and turned into an invisible sky, covering a hundred meters around him.

Wind, sand, soil, stones... everything seems to be in the eyes.
Chapter completed!