Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

Wang Mu instantly withdrew and unleashed a Golden Butterfly.

"Not good!" The fire spirit beast sensed something was wrong and tried to conceal itself further, but it was too late.

The golden butterflies, like ants drawn to sugar, swarmed in and tightly enveloped the object.

"You mortal."

Before the fire spirit beast could finish speaking, it turned into ashes.

The barrier vanished after the fire spirit beast died, and the fire wall collapsed in an instant, finally allowing the spirit beasts swallowed by the fire spirit beast to rest in peace.

"You talk too much nonsense. Don't you know you should take advantage of your weakness to kill you?"

Wang Mu went up and found the elixir in the ashes of the fire spirit beast.

The elixir is predominantly gold, with red flame patterns constantly moving across it, and its fragrance is refreshing and invigorating.

"You two should return to your sea of ​​consciousness."

"Yes."

"Yes."

After saying this, the White Tiger and Little Chengdu returned to Wang Mu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Mu crushed the spirit pill of the fire spirit beast in his hand.

Snapped.

With a crisp sound, the elixir shattered, and the immense spiritual energy moved wildly, as if it were all rushing to the spot where the elixir had shattered, or as if it were all fleeing from this place. The spiritual energy merged and tore apart to a certain extent, and the space could not withstand it. Instantly, the space was also torn apart, and a void appeared.

This pitch-black void is the interface to the realm that Wang Mu is looking for; beyond this lies the Soul Realm.

Wang Mu leaped into the space-breaking interface.

Wang Mu knew very little about the Soul Domain, or rather, the world knew very little about it.

Back in the Flame Domain, Elder Hun Tian mentioned that the wandering ghosts and spirits were making a terrible racket.

This gave Wang Mu a preconceived notion: hell.

The interface channel was rather long, but you could clearly feel the scorching heat of the fiery domain disappearing rapidly, followed by a pungent smell.

It smells very fishy and foul; even before seeing it, you can be sure it's rotting.

The interface reached its end, and as far as the eye could see, an exit appeared. Wang Mu leaped out.

"this."

What Wang Mu saw before him further confirmed his idea.

This place truly is hell; even the deepest hell is no more than this.

Inhuman creatures lay on the ground, or were tossed up, and some were even hung up and lit like sky lanterns, their cries of agony filling the air.

Looking up, I saw a sky full of yellow sand.

"What the hell is this place?"

"This is actually a Soul Domain of a Second-Level Heavenly Domain?"

Wang Mu walked for nearly half an hour, during which he encountered those monsters that were not human.

I noticed a city in the distance, with red tiles and high walls.

In such an environment, it is an extremely conspicuous presence, and it is hard not to notice it.

As Wang Mu approached, he saw that the high walls were made of human bones, and the red tiles were made of rows of bright red skulls.

As usual, Wang Mu had seen his fair share of big scenes, but seeing such a horrific and bloody scene, coupled with the lingering smell of decay and the howling of ghosts, made Wang Mu's stomach churn, and he almost vomited several times.

But Wang Mu had no choice but to continue approaching the city, because the surrounding energy was extremely thin, and only that terrifying city had energy emanating from it.

"stop!"

"State your name; the ghost town doesn't accept nameless people."

Suddenly, a man emerged from the wall of human bones. He had a blue face and fangs, and held a long, black stick. He blocked Wang Mu's path and shouted.

"Wang Mu".

The man looked Wang Mu up and down.

"A living person?"

"That's right, a living person."

"After entering the city, keep walking south until you see a street full of wreaths and coffins. That's where you're looking for."

This person offered some guidance.

"Do you know what I'm looking for?"

Wang Mu probed the other party.

"What a joke, I've been in this ghost town for so many years."

"Those who come to the Ghost City from the Soul Realm are simply seeking the soul-gathering technique to heal the dead and restore flesh to bones."

The man sneered.

It seems that many people come here seeking this secret technique.

"Thanks for the advice."

After saying this, Wang Mu walked into the bone wall, which was both a wall and a door.

"There's going to be another coffin on South Street today, hahaha!"

The person's voice seemed to come from afar, yet it also seemed to be right beside their ear.

These words also made Wang Mu feel uneasy.

The inside of the ghost town was much better than the outside; at least there were relatively clean streets, small vendors selling things, and people walking back and forth on the streets.

Yet the entire city still exuded an eerie atmosphere.

Wang Mu looked around carefully and walked south.

Why is no one speaking?

Wang Mu felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

"Excuse me, could you please ask?"

Just as Wang Mu opened his mouth, the old woman who was buying vegetables pulled out a knife from somewhere and slashed at him.

He was so frightened that he kept backing away.

The attack was sudden, but I had only asked the other party one question.

Is it because of the way you're talking? Or because of the volume of your voice?

Wang Mu picked up a wooden stick and struck it against the wall at the other end.

Snapped.

The wooden stick made a sound and shattered into pieces on the ground.

But no one on the street looked at Wang Mu, and no one looked at the wooden stick.

They all walked back and forth indifferently.

Wang Mu walked quickly south and came to a street filled with wreaths and coffins.

"Is anyone there?" Wang Mu shouted.

A dull sound came from the coffin beside them.

With dry hands, the coffin lid was opened with little effort.

The person inside was familiar; he was the same blue-faced, fanged man we had met at the city gate.

"It's you?"

“That’s right. I should have realized that everyone we encountered in the city was a puppet, and the only person we could communicate with outside the city was the lord of this ghost city.”

"It's just a trivial skill; I am the Ghost King."

Wang Mu didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the coffin engraved with his name.

He touched his own name on the coffin with his fingertips.

"It must have been tough for you to work so hard, Ghost King."

"You're too kind. Ghost towns have always been known for their ability to handle both killing and burial."

The Ghost King chuckled, displaying a strange dedication to his work.

Wang Mu didn't want to waste any more time, so he stopped talking and secretly tightened his grip on his palm, ready to draw his weapon at any moment.

"Ghost King, since you know why I have come here, then show me the way."

The Ghost King nodded, showing no stinginess.

"The art of gathering souls is not a rare treasure in the Soul Realm."

"I only have one condition."

"What conditions?"

Wang Mu was somewhat curious.

"Let the Soul Realm have its own living beings."

The Ghost King patted the coffin lid.

"If you can't do that, then you can stay in the Soul Domain for the rest of your life, or fight me and I'll turn you into a puppet after you die."

Wang Mu tilted his head to the side.

"That's it? That's it?"

"After going through all this trouble, I thought you were going to steal my eggs!"

Wang Mu's sarcastic remarks served as a way of venting his anger.

The Ghost King was referring to living things, which is an incredibly broad category; plants are also living things.

"The Soul Domain has scarce energy, so even if you think of plants, they would be extremely difficult to survive in the Soul Domain."

The Ghost King anticipated Wang Mu's thoughts.

Wang Mu chuckled and placed the space he obtained from the Roc directly into his Soul Domain.

Completely open up the space.

The spiritual energy in the space immediately spread out, but the effect was still minimal, and the plants were ultimately in the space, not the soul domain.