However, outside the altar, the soul power has almost turned into fog, and this place is a world of difference compared to outside.

"It's true that I'm right here, it's not in vain, hahaha."

Looking at this soul power, Bingchen giggled, and at the same time, he was constantly planning some inexplicable things in his heart.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Lan Youmeng's cold voice came, Bingchen quickly came to his senses and ran over happily.

In the middle of the palace, a crack nearly ten feet long, rolling soul power continued to overflow from it, and then it was swallowed by a white jade platform carved with complex runes above the crack.

At this time, in the center of the crack, Bing Chen's soul pillar just embedded in it, while Lan Youmeng kept making soul seals under the soul pillar, guiding the scattered soul power towards the soul pillar.

Seeing this, Bingchen didn't dare to be lazy. He immediately made gestures and shouted in a low voice: "Stop!"

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The soul power suddenly became disordered, and in just a moment, a strong wind broke out. A stream of suction spread from the soul pillar, gathering the surrounding soul powers.

After two hours, Lan Youmeng stopped controlling her soul power. She looked a little tired, and Bingchen quickly stepped forward and gently supported her.

After glaring at Bingchen, Lan Youmeng turned into a stream of light and flew out of the palace and returned to Bingchen's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!