Chapter 241: Mist Soul

Facing Meng Su's complaints, Wu Gou was not angry in the slightest, still looking at Meng Su calmly as he said, "Buddhism speaks of reincarnation, dividing a person's life into three existences: the past self, the present self, and the future self. You just helped this humble monk escape his predicament; did you not realize anything from that?"

"Realize... what? Monk, you are truly wicked. I understand now." Suddenly enlightened, Meng Su was so excited he danced with joy.

With Meng Su's current realm, he truly had no way to deal with the Laws, but he had a way to deal with himself. Strictly speaking, he had a way to deal with his body that had already been damaged by the Laws.

His body damaged by the Laws could be considered his past self. By severing the past, the Laws would naturally dissipate on their own. Originally, Meng Su's Life-Severing Blade was controlled by time through its blade intent.

The past self and the present self also belonged to the realm of time. How could he have not thought of such a simple truth?

If you cannot sever the Laws, then give yourself a slash.

Meng Su, having attained enlightenment in an instant, bowed to the monk and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. If you ever have need of me in the future, just say the word; I can take action for you once."

Wu Gou's calm, ancient-well-like heart actually rippled because of Meng Su's promise.

Wu Gou returned the gesture, saying, "You do not owe me anything. You severed the dust from my body, and I gave you some guidance; we are even." After finishing, Wu Gou said to Meng Su with full joy, "Can the benefactor leave behind your true name? I have been here for a thousand years, and today I have finally escaped; I should return to my world."

"I am Meng Su. May we meet again if fate allows." Meng Su bid farewell to Wu Gou, jumped into the well behind him, and entered the next spring.

Wu Gou flew into the sky, retracted his Demon Domain, transformed into a streak of white light, and vanished.

Upon entering the next world, Meng Su felt as if he had jumped into a giant chimney. The world here was shrouded in mist, with ghosts everywhere.

Meng Su walked forward with difficulty. As he took steps forward, his physical body began to disintegrate. The Laws here did not support a physical body. This was a small Hun Yu, or rather, a Hun Yu.

Every time Meng Su's physical body was stripped away to a certain degree, his heart would skip a beat. The entire world would tremble, and the power of the Laws imposed upon Meng Su would dissipate.

Meng Su consumed a blood puppet to reshape his physical body.

Later, Meng Su directly unleashed the Buddha light that had been modified by Wu Gou. The Buddha light, condensed from hundreds of blood puppets, emitted waves of wish power, wrapping him within it. Only then did the Laws of this place lose their effect on Meng Su.

Just as Meng Su reached the halfway point, his brow suddenly twitched, and Yan Dao's demon body appeared in this world.

"This is... the Wu Hun Zhi Yu?" Yan Dao's demon body seemed to have regained some divine sense, transforming into a phantom that followed behind Meng Su.

Yan Dao's appearance caused the surrounding dense fog, formed from soul power, to be sucked into his body.

As the soul mist was cleared, Meng Su's vision could see a dozen miles ahead.

The two walked slowly through the Wu Hun Zhi Yu. Several hours later, Meng Su saw the well at the end of the Hun Yu. Similarly, there was a person sitting by the well.

This person's body was in a semi-transparent state, lacking a physical body, being merely a soul body. He looked to be about thirty years old, with a rugged face.

However, his condition seemed poor; his body flickered in and out of existence, semi-transparent one moment and opaque the next, as if he had a physical body. Clearly, there were two forces entangled within this person.

"Yan Sen? Are you Yan Sen?" Yan Dao's soul body still possessed a portion of his divine sense, and he recognized the person before him.

Hearing Yan Dao's call, Yan Sen raised his head with difficulty. Seeing it was Yan Dao, he revealed a look of surprise and cried out, "Big Brother, is it you?"

"It is me, though not my true body; this is my soul body, unable to remain clear-headed for long. Are you undergoing the Future Tribulation?"

"Yes, but for the past two years, the wish power of the Demon Realm seems to have weakened, and the soul intent that was originally ground away has been rekindled." Yan Sen temporarily suppressed the chaos within his body.

How could it not be weak? After the battle at Xuanwu Island, Yang Xiu used the Boundary Pill to strike the Demon Realm, causing the Demon Realm to be damaged and forty percent of its living beings to perish. With fewer people, the wish power naturally decreased.

The two brothers stood opposite each other in silence. Meng Su did not know what this Future Tribulation was, but his blade seemed to be helpful for overcoming this tribulation; Monk Wu Gou had been slashed twice and had overcome this tribulation.

"Two seniors, I have a word that I do not know whether I should speak or not." Meng Su looked at the two soul cultivators and said.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" Only then did Yan Dao discover Meng Su's presence and ask in surprise.

"Just a stroke of luck. Regarding the Future Tribulation that the two seniors mentioned, I seem to have a way, but you must let me slash you twice." Meng Su said.

"You want to slash me? Do you know who I am? The living beings who enter my Mist Soul have all been refined by me into soul mist. You, a mere Demon God, actually dare to scheme against this old man. Who sent you?"

Yan Sen shouted.

"He is my little brother, one of our own. I originally intended for him to take me to see the Hun Yu, but I unexpectedly encountered you here. He has no ill intent and truly has a way. Wu Gou had his Future Buddha destroyed by him and has already completely escaped his predicament."

"He practices the Life-Severing Blade." Yan Dao explained.

"Is this true? Little brother, please forgive this old man's rudeness. If you can help me escape this predicament, you name the conditions. As long as it is within my power." Yan Sen said hurriedly.

Meng Su took out the soul lamp from his bosom; this was Ling Ziye's soul guide. Ling Ziye's remnant soul flickered on the oil lamp like a soul flame.

"I want this person resurrected. This should not be difficult for you two Soul Venerables." Meng Su looked affectionately at Ling Ziye on the lamp and said.

Seeing the soul lamp in Meng Su's hand, Yan Sen chuckled, "What a small matter, a mere lift of a finger. I can repair her remnant soul. If you want to reshape her physical body, you need the Gathering Spirit Great Method of the Blood Demon Sect. However, as long as the soul body is complete, you can reshape the physical body at any time."

Gathering souls and capturing ghosts was originally the strong suit of soul cultivators. As long as the soul intent was not extinguished, even if the soul body was shattered, soul cultivators could reshape it. This was the heaven-defying aspect of soul cultivators.

But they also had problems they could not solve, such as this Future Tribulation.

Meng Su strode toward the distance, then executed One Step Away, condensed his momentum, and struck with his blade.

Before the blade left its sheath, a power of time disrupted the time of the original Mist Soul Demon Domain.

This slash, carrying the power of time, awakened the existence within Yan Sen's body. A powerful will flew out from the top of Yan Sen's head, quickly merging into the Mist Soul Demon Domain, and that will escaped.

"Quick, do not let him escape into the soul mist, otherwise it will be very difficult to find him." Yan Sen shouted hurriedly.

"No matter." Meng Su said confidently.

One slash, carrying black light, struck toward Yan Sen.

That powerful force and sharp blade intent stimulated Yan Sen so much that he almost took action to resist.

With one slash, the blade intent condensed from that powerful momentum did not cause any harm to Yan Sen, as if it had struck empty space.

The soul power on Yan Sen's body reversed, and that will returned to Yan Sen's body.

One slash of Anti-Demon.

The second slash of Life-Severing.

Immediately following, a flash of golden light, and a faint blade intent cut Yan Sen in two.

A shrill scream erupted from Yan Sen's body. A will turned to ash under the blade intent.

Yan Sen reshaped his soul body and sensed carefully; the will that had originally imprisoned him had vanished without a trace.

"Hahaha... A thousand years, I have finally escaped. From now on, the sea is wide and the sky is high. The world is vast, and I am free to roam. I have finally waited for this day." Yan Sen wept with joy.

Yan Dao also looked at Yan Sen with surprise and joy.

Yan Sen, having escaped his predicament, repaired Ling Ziye's soul body. Ling Ziye regained her divine sense and stood beside Meng Su as a semi-transparent shadow, a sweet smile appearing on her face.

"I knew you would come to save me." Ling Ziye looked affectionately at Meng Su.

Although Meng Su was still in the appearance of Nian Yilao at this time, she knew that it was Meng Su.

After finishing, Yan Sen bowed to Meng Su and said, "I will take my big brother's soul body back to the Hun Yu. If little brother can come to our Soul World in the future, this old man will invite little brother for a drink." ===== CHAPTER 242 =====