Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Hu Qing was running desperately deeper into the cave, and Lan Gongsheng was still chasing him. Behind him was a huge six-handed macaque.

As a soul, it was relatively easy for Hu Qing to cross the woods. Lan Gongsheng, who was following behind him, had to fly all the time and had to avoid some entangled vines.

The six-handed macaque, as the overlord of the mountain, ran in the woods as if it were back home, and the distance between it and the Lan Gongsheng in front of it was getting shorter and shorter.

Hu Qing could no longer run. The scenery in front of him had disappeared and it looked like a cliff.

He looked at the orchid offerings behind him, then at the branches beside him, and an idea came to his mind. He shouted:

"Don't chase me. Your broken stone is already mine. I refined it long ago."

Lan Gongsheng was already out of breath, and after hearing this, he became even angrier. The bloodshot in the corners of his eyes became heavier, and he cursed:

"Little thief, return my bloodstone to me. It bears the imprint of my spirit. Unless I die, it is impossible for you to..."

A thick branch quickly bounced back from the front, dispelling Lan Gongsheng's anger. He had no way to dodge it.

"Boom!"

The branch hit Lan Gongsheng's chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his chest was slightly sunken.

He slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared:

"Little thief, just wait and see how I torture you when I catch you!"

Apparently, the anger in his head had made him forget about the six-handed macaque behind him.

Hu Qing looked at the majestic six-handed macaque landing behind Lan Gongsheng, and felt a second of heartache in his heart.

Lan Gongsheng was still thinking about continuing to curse when he suddenly smelled a fishy smell behind him. He finally remembered that he was trying to escape.

But it was too late to say anything now. Two drops of liquid dripped onto his head. He reached out to touch it and put it to his nose to smell, and was hit by a foul odor.

Lan Gongsheng immediately flew forward, turned around, gritted his teeth, took out a handful of yellow flags from his arms, injected spiritual power into them, and threw them at the feet of the six-handed macaque.

The six-handed macaque looked at the flag under his feet and felt offended. He roared at Lan Gongsheng and stepped on the flag with his foot.

Lan Gongsheng's face turned pale, and he tried his best to use his spiritual power to keep the flag intact, thus avoiding it from being destroyed by the six-handed macaque's kick.

Hu Qing sat on the edge of the cliff to rest, recover his energy and watch the show.

He looked at the yellow flag fluttering in the wind and was amazed. Lan had offered so many good things. He wondered if he could get some later.

Lan Gongsheng began to move the flags, and yellow silk threads began to extend from each flag, appearing somewhat transparent under the shade of the trees.

The six-handed macaque was still stepping on the flag. The silk thread touched his soles, slowly wrapped around them, and sank into his flesh, cutting out blood.

"Hoohoho..."

The six-handed macaque roared in pain, and began to pull the silk thread with two hands, while the other four hands kept beating its chest and making an "oh-oh-oh" roar from its mouth.

Lan Gongsheng's mouth corners began to rise. A beast is a beast. It is so easy to get hurt. It seems that he will be able to kill it soon and take it to the Chamber of Commerce in exchange for rewards.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start laughing. If he could get the corpse of this beast, he would break through to the Nascent Soul stage, become the president of the Qingmu Chamber of Commerce, win the princess, and reach the peak of his life. All of these would be a piece of cake.

Suddenly, a giant hand pinched him, interrupting his fantasy, and the severe pain brought him back to reality.

It turned out that the six-handed macaque ignored the silk thread under its feet and reached out to grab the human in front of it.

"what!"

Lan Gongsheng's face was pale, his legs were shaking like sieves, and he kept screaming.

The six-handed macaque lifted him up to his face, and his red eyes began to turn scarlet as he stared at Lan Gongfeng.

Under Hu Qing's frightened eyes, the six-handed macaque used his other hand to constantly grope Lan Gongfeng's body, as if searching for spoils.

Lan Gongsheng was so frightened that he started to curse at the six-handed macaque:

"You beast, put your Grandpa Lan down now, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The six-handed macaque's eyes suddenly became fierce. It was obvious that he understood what people said. He began to swing his hands up and down, scaring Lan Gongsheng so much that he screamed continuously.

Then, under Hu Qing's painful gaze, he stripped off the armor on Lan Gongsheng's body and ate it directly. It was obviously a good spiritual weapon.

Lan Gongsheng had fainted. The six-handed macaque found his storage bag again, pulled the bag off his waist and tried to open it, but there was still no response.

It looked at the human in its hand and swallowed the storage bag in one gulp. The white hair on its body began to turn red.

Hu Qing swallowed his saliva, hoping that he could pick up some more trash later. This Ma Luo was so smart.

After a while, the color of the six-handed macaque's body became darker and darker, almost red as if bleeding. It directly crushed Lan Gongsheng into a lump of meat paste and threw it aside.

It patted its belly and left contentedly, leaving Hu Qing shivering beside it.

After waiting for a while, Hu Qing found that there was no sound, so he stuck his head out to observe.

After confirming it was safe, he began to search for the spoils. No extra storage bags or storage rings were found on Lan Gongsheng's body. It seemed that they had all been looted.

Hu Qing looked at the yellow flags on the ground in the distance, pulled them up and checked them. Except for a few that were damaged by the six-handed macaque, all of them were intact.

There are a total of thirty-six small yellow flags, which should be able to form a formation, but Hu Qing knows nothing about them now, so he can only use them later.

Hu Qing held the yellow flag with some disgust and began to walk down the mountain. The road had been almost destroyed by the six-handed macaques, so it didn't take much energy to go down the mountain now.

Hu Qing faced the sun above his head and began to sense the scent of the petals. He had been with the mysterious petals day and night for so long that he was already familiar with its scent.

Now, as long as he could sense the breath, he could find Gu Yang. He released his mental power and continued to explore down the mountain. However, after reaching a certain distance, he had to go down and continue to release his mental power.

Because he was only in the foundation-building stage, his mental power could only extend to twenty-five meters at most, but in fact he could not detect any breath beyond twenty meters.

Hu Qing continued searching downwards. When he reached halfway up the mountain, he sensed the aura of the six-handed macaque, which was violent, ferocious, and also had some fighting aura. It seemed that they had already confronted the Qingmu Chamber of Commerce.

Hu Qing quickened his pace to avoid being affected by the battle and continued to run down the mountain. When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, he finally found a trace of scent coming from the mysterious petals, but there was also a strong smell of blood.

The smell of blood came from the foot of the mountain. The mental power could only sense a large mass of red light. When the mental power was withdrawn, it was still tinged with a hint of red. The smell of blood was indeed weird.

Hu Qing suddenly felt a bloodthirsty impulse, but calmed down the next second. He shook his head and looked at the illusory body. Thinking that it was because he had consumed too much soul power, he didn't care too much and continued to go to where Gu Yang was.

Hu Qing quickly came to a huge rock. The scent of the mysterious petals was behind the rock. Hu Qing gently knocked on the rock, and the sound was slightly crisp. After waiting for a while and hearing no movement, he started pushing.

After pushing the boulder away with great effort, a dark cave was revealed. The carving marks around it made Hu Qing conclude that it was man-made.