God Destroying Pearl

After hearing what He Zhizong said, Song Yun frowned tightly.

Then, a record he had seen in a book flashed through his mind. In the world of immortal cultivation, there is an extremely evil and dangerous method of cultivation called "possession of another's body."

In this vast and mysterious world of cultivating immortals, there is such a cruel rule.

A cultivator with a certain level of cultivation can take over the body of someone with a lower level of cultivation than him and cultivate again. By occupying the body of another person and forcibly injecting his own soul into it, he can gain a new life and continue on the path of cultivation.

Generally speaking, the lower the cultivation level of the object being possessed, the higher the success rate of possession. However, possession is not without restrictions, and they cannot possess mortals.

After all, the fragile body of a mortal can't withstand the powerful strength of an immortal cultivator.

Once a mortal's body is forcibly taken over, it will instantly collapse and disintegrate like fragile porcelain, and the soul will also dissipate, ultimately resulting in a lose-lose situation.

Song Yun stared closely at the familiar yet unfamiliar "He Zhizong" in front of him, a chill in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "You took over the body of the original He Zhizong?"

After hearing what Song Yun said, He Zhizong did not show any guilt or panic. Instead, he still had that disgusting smile on his face.

He said slowly: "I didn't expect you to have some knowledge, but so what? Humph, in this world of immortal cultivation, the law of the jungle is the norm. The owner of this body is not as skilled as others, who can he blame?"

"Let me ask you, the pills in that room should have been taken by you, right? Hand over your storage bag now and I will spare your life. Otherwise, when I take action, you will not have such a good ending." He Zhizong continued.

As he spoke, he took a few steps closer to Song Yun, and the greed in his eyes became more and more obvious.

After hearing what the other party said, Song Yun thought with disdain in his heart that only a ghost would believe what the other party said.

If you really hand over the storage bag to such a sinister and cunning person, you will probably be killed immediately and there will be no way for you to survive.

However, Song Yun also knew that he could not act impulsively at this moment and had to first figure out the opponent's strength.

So he quietly circulated his spiritual power, quietly sent his spiritual consciousness towards the other party, and carefully checked the other party's cultivation level.

After some investigation, Song Yun discovered a strange place.

From the surface, the other party's cultivation level has not changed much compared to when he came to Yunyin Mountain, and he is also at the state of great perfection in foundation building.

This made Song Yun feel confused. Since their cultivation levels were similar, where did this guy get the confidence to be so arrogant? Could it be that he had some hidden tricks?

Then, Song Yun chuckled.

"Heh... You and I are both foundation-building cultivators, so why do you feel so superior? Do you think that if you pretend to be ferocious, I will listen to you and hand over the storage bag? You are too naive."

The smile on He Zhizong's face turned cold in an instant. His originally kind expression became distorted, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph! Really?"

Before he finished speaking, He Zhizong's body shook violently, and a powerful aura instantly emanated from his body.

The fluctuation of that aura was clearly something only a cultivator in the early Jindan stage would experience.

Powerful spiritual energy surged around He Zhizong, bringing with it a whistling wind that made his robes rustle and his hair flutter in the wind.

He Zhizong's aura suddenly became extremely oppressive, as if a small mountain was pressing down on Song Yun.

The situation that seemed evenly matched just now was broken in an instant.

Seeing this, Song Yun couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Are you a Jindan cultivator?"

He was greatly shocked. He never expected that this guy had hidden his cultivation level, and it was only in the early stage of Golden Core.

This is a level higher than his current state of great perfection in foundation building. The difference in strength between the two is not a little bit. Once they fight, it will be difficult for him to gain an advantage.

However, he was not without support, as there was a spirit bird that had advanced to a fifth-level demon beast in his spirit beast bag.

But he also felt that there was no need to get entangled with the other party here at the moment. Not only would it waste time, but if the other party had any powerful tricks up his sleeve, he would be in real danger.

Thinking of this, Song Yun no longer hesitated, and turned around and performed space teleportation. His figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment he appeared near a door connecting to the hall.

Then he rushed into the door without hesitation.

It was so fast that it disappeared into the passage in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint spiritual light that flashed in the air.

When He Zhizong saw Song Yun's actions, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he blurted out: "Space monk?"

He thought to himself that space-type cultivators are extremely rare, but he didn't expect to meet one here today. Moreover, this Song Yun could perform space teleportation so skillfully, which was a bit tricky.

However, he quickly came to his senses, his face once again showing that arrogant look, and he said to himself: "Humph, it's a pity that you are not strong enough. Let's see where you can run. Even if you know space magic, you can't escape from me today."

As he spoke, he also used his body skills, and his body was as fast as lightning, chasing after the door through which Song Yun left.

The speed was not much slower than Song Yun's. In the blink of an eye, he entered the passage and followed closely behind Song Yun.

After Song Yun entered the passage, he didn't dare to stop for even a second. He knew very well that if he slacked off at this moment, he would be caught up by the troublesome guy behind him, and then he would be in trouble.

So, he used his skills to move quickly in the passage like a ghost, while always paying attention to the movements behind him, praying silently in his heart that he could get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

He was moving at an extremely fast speed, causing a whistling sound in the wind. The walls and the ground in the passage passed quickly in his eyes, as if they had turned into blurry light and shadows.

Every step he took left a faint trace of spiritual power on the ground.

But even so, he didn't dare to relax at all.

Every time Song Yun passed through a hall, he would deliberately change direction in an attempt to disrupt the other party's tracking.

However, what Song Yun didn't expect was.

He had already fled through several halls, but every time he thought he had shaken off the other party, not long after, he could feel the familiar aura of the early Jindan stage approaching from behind again.

It was obvious that the other party could always find his position accurately, and followed him closely like a tail that could not be shaken off.

This made Song Yun even more anxious, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. But at the moment he had no other choice but to grit his teeth and continue to flee desperately.

Just as Song Yun rushed out of a hall again and continued to escape in the passage.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Su Mengli from the Divine Sword Sect who was walking towards the direction he was escaping.

Su Mengli has a graceful figure and a cool temperament. She stands out in this slightly dim passage in her white dress.

She held a magic sword in her hand, and the sword emitted a sharp sword light.

There was a hint of vigilance on her cold face, and it was obvious that she was always on guard in this mysterious place.

When Su Mengli saw Song Yun approaching quickly, her brows frowned and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

However, she still politely moved to the side and let Song Yun pass.

The movement was graceful and calm, and he was not at all disturbed by Song Yun's sudden appearance.

Song Yun was also surprised to see Su Mengli. He never expected to meet her here.

Song Yun wanted to say hello and remind her that there was danger behind.

But he had no choice but to put a flying talisman on his body in order to speed up his escape.

The effect of this flying talisman was so strong that he was traveling too fast and could not stop immediately. He could only watch himself and Su Mengli pass by each other.

At that moment, Song Yun felt helpless.

When Song Yun finally stopped, he quickly turned to look at Su Mengli, only to find that Su Mengli had already walked away.

The white figure gradually merged into the darkness in front of the passage, leaving only a blurry back.

Song Yun glanced at the direction Su Mengli was heading, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Then he thought of being hunted by He Zhizong and said to himself, "Oh no!"

Song Yun knew clearly that the direction Su Mengli was heading was exactly the direction He Zhizong was chasing her.

With He Zhizong's ruthless temper, if he caught up with Su Mengli and mistakenly thought that Su Mengli was in cahoots with him and attacked her, it would be troublesome.

Although Su Mengli's cultivation is not weak, she is probably in great danger when facing He Zhizong, who is in the early stage of Jindan.

After a quick thought, Song Yun knew that he could not just watch Su Mengli fall into danger.

He didn't care about anything else at the moment and quickly chased in the direction Su Mengli was heading.