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If someone could see it at this moment, they would be surprised to discover that there were strands of grey mist shuttling back and forth within the drop of Ling Nan's soul, as if dragons were swimming within a glass ball.

It made people nervous, fearing that it would be unable to withstand the pressure and break at any moment.

Fortunately, Ling Nan's soul had already solidified. If it was the gaseous state of an ordinary cultivator, even if they were lucky enough to enter the Spatial Channel, their soul would definitely be shattered by this kind of strange energy and their soul would be scattered.

This kind of energy was the death aura emitted by the dead cultivators who died here after being sucked into the black hole.

Although their corpses had been turned into their own energy by the Spatial Channel, the dead qi was not something that the Spatial Channel could absorb.

After so many years, no one knew how much had been stored up here.

Amongst them, the density beside the remains of the cultivators was the highest.

Deadqi was a very special kind of energy that came naturally after a living being died. The stronger the energy, the stronger the death qi it would emit after death.

The aura of death itself did not possess all the attributes of ordinary energy. However, once cultivators were invaded by the aura of death and were unable to expel it, the energy within their body would constantly weaken and ultimately, their life force would be severed.

When one's body was filled with energy, there was naturally no need to fear. The energy and life energy within one's body would naturally repel the aura of death, and the uncontrolled aura of death would be unable to cause any harm to the cultivators.

However, this was not the case for Ling Nan. He had lost his physical body and the Nascent Infant, so he did not have any energy nor did he have any signs of life.

If there was no death aura present, there would naturally be no problems within the Spatial Channel.

This was because there were no other life forms other than him here. The Spatial Channel's energy had also been absorbed, so there was no free energy that could harm him.

But now, the invasion of the death aura had forced Ling Nan into a desperate situation!

Although he did not know the nature of these strange energies, but just by looking at the reaction of the soul drops, Ling Nan knew that if he was unable to force them out, his own soul would definitely become weaker and weaker as they crashed into him, and he would eventually be destroyed.

When that happened, he would be scared out of his wits.

Ling Nan calmed himself down and tried his best to focus his mind. The soul drop rolled for a moment and then began to contract.

The gray gas that was initially scattered into strands seemed to have felt the pressure of the surrounding area and gradually gathered into a wave to fight against the Soul Power.

Ling Nan gritted his teeth as he endured the pain. He tried his best to concentrate the Soul Power in his body, oppressing the gray energy inside it.

The surge of energy was as though it was alive. Although it was shrinking, it didn't move back an inch. In the end, it condensed into a small ball.

Ling Nan did not dare to be negligent, the gigantic Soul Power squeezed down from three sides, and only left one side for his gray energy to escape.

Dead energy was a very special type of energy that was naturally emitted after a living being died. The stronger the energy, the stronger the deathly aura it would emit after death.

In this life and death situation, Ling Nan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Finally, under Ling Nan's unremitting efforts, a trace of faint gray colored gas was forced out of the passage that Ling Nan had intentionally left behind.

Although it was only a bit, Ling Nan's Immortal Consciousness was extremely sensitive within his soul, and could immediately feel it clearly.

Overjoyed, he pushed the greater pressure on them.

Everything was difficult to begin with. After the first strand of gray gas was forced out, it continuously flowed out of Ling Nan's soul drop as if it was a water bag that was being opened.

During this process, Ling Nan's Soul Power was constantly being consumed.

After an unknown period of time, that mass of gas had turned pure black. It was deep like the starry sky, yet it didn't have the slightest hint of energy. It was as if it was originally as black as ink.

The surrounding Soul Power could no longer move.

At this time, Ling Nan's soul force was severely depleted, and the soul drop was on the verge of breaking. He could no longer continue to suppress it, and could only helplessly sit there and watch the pitch black energy force his soul out of the drop bit by bit.

Ling Nan knew that as the Soul Power was constantly being forced out and the droplets were completely dispersed, that was the moment his soul would scatter.

At this moment, Ling Nan's heart was filled with boundless grief: In the end, he was still unable to find the last remnant of Master.

After that, there were no longer traces of his master and his disciple. They disappeared like a breeze.

's consciousness gradually sank into a blur. In a daze, the Soul Power flew out like silk and struck the Spatial Channel like moths to a flame, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Spatial Fissure that was constantly flickering on the inner wall of the Spatial Channel also became fewer and fewer as Ling Nan poured in. In the end, it was as solid as a wall.

However, it was not as tranquil as a wall. Instead, it was suffused with numerous inexplicable ripples. At first glance, it looked like a huge intestines slowly squirming, giving off an indescribably disgusting and terrifying feeling.

The waves on the inner wall of the Spatial Channel intensified as time passed. Gradually, they rushed into the body of the soul droplet along with the release of Ling Nan's Soul Power.

In a trance, waves after waves of information that seemed to have existed since the ancient times rushed into the droplet and concealed themselves deep within Ling Nan's consciousness.

The soul droplets were attracted by the ripples and slowly floated towards the tunnel.

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