Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World - C90

As Yang Fan listened to Wei Jianming explain the sequence of events, he gradually began to understand why Wei Jianming had been unwilling to say anything at the beginning. If it was anyone else who did not want to know about this matter, Yang Fan began to regret.

“Now that you know about it, you should be willing to cooperate with me, right?” Wei Jianming looked at Yang Fan. His existence of the Essence Tempering Stage could actually request a junior from the Houtian realm, and he still wanted to tell this junior about the ugly things he had done. It was simply intolerable, but he could only endure for a moment, because he was a very good bait, and right now, Wei Jianming’s eyes flashed with an undetectable fierceness.

“Alright then!” What exactly do you want me to do? ” Yang Fan knew that on this matter, he no longer had any choice.

“You also know that our common enemy is Yan Qingqing, so we have to prepare well before he discovers you. We can then …” Wei Jianming sneered and made a throat slitting gesture.

“But, as far as I know, Yan Qingqing has already been in the Essence Tempering realm for a long time. With Deacon Wei’s strength, I’m afraid …” Yang Fan sized up Wei Jianming. Even if he had a plan, he didn’t believe that Wei Jianming would be able to kill Yan Qingqing.

“Hehe.” Wei Jianming clearly knew that Yang Fan was worried about his own ability, so he instantly released his own aura. An unreserved huge spiritual pressure directly pounced towards Yang Fan, pressing down on Yang Fan until he couldn’t even breathe.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly realized that the deacon in front of him was no longer as simple as he was before. He was already at the Essence Tempering realm! No wonder he dared to say that he could kill Yan Qingqing. But from the looks of his aura, he seemed to be unstable. He should have just broken through not too long ago! With his current cultivation level, was it possible?

This brat could still calmly ponder over what kind of monster he is facing my Spiritual Pressure. If it was anyone else, they would have already been scared to the point of not being able to get up.

“You don’t have to worry. If I hadn’t been prepared, I wouldn’t have acted rashly. You only need to lure him to the appropriate place.” Wei Jianming was slightly dissatisfied with Yang Fan’s hesitation.

“Then the exact time …”

“I’ll let you know when the time comes. Just get ready for it.” And don’t tell anyone about what happened tonight. I’m still in closed-door training, and you haven’t seen me either. ” Wei Jianming glanced at Yang Fan as he spoke.

“I know. If Deacon Wei is fine, I need to rest.” Yang Fan nodded his head and actually sent out an order for the guests to leave. He didn’t care about the other party’s status at all.

Wei Jianming frowned but did not say anything. He turned around and left. He already knew everything he needed to know, and his opinion had already been reached. Of course, there was nothing to stop for him, but the moment he left the room, a cold light flashed across his eyes. Of course, Yang Fan didn’t know.

Looking at Wei Jianming’s departing back and sensing that he was no longer in the vicinity of his own courtyard, Yang Fan let out a long breath. At this moment, his back was already drenched in cold sweat. He didn’t know what Wei Jianming was thinking, so he had been holding on. If Wei Jianming had wanted to kill him, he would have already done so. Yang Fan was betting on Wei Jianming not killing him.

Such a gamble was a gamble of life and death. Moreover, Yang Fan’s sudden change in events during the day had caused him to be physically and mentally exhausted. He didn’t even have the spare energy to control his Spiritual Qi.

Yang Fan calmed down his train of thought and slowly closed his eyes. He began to feel the changes that had occurred in his soul, specifically, to accept the memory fragments that had been brought to him by his soul.

This was not the first time something like this had happened. From the moment he started cultivating to when he used his Spiritual Energy, some strange memories would occasionally appear in his Spiritual Altar, and that feeling was like something else for him, but it was not. Yang Fan had never mentioned this to Ying Susu because he was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he could only silently bear with it.

That feeling was as if he was in a different world, playing the role of continuously killing people and carrying out missions. Every time he did so, it felt like a dream he had created out of thin air, an illusion that seemed to be real.

As Yang Fan’s perception grew stronger and stronger, he discovered that there were two souls in his spiritual altar. The two souls were mutually dependent and existed in a mysterious manner.

Everyone knew that a person could only have one soul, so there was no way for something like that to happen. This was because when a human was still in the womb, their soul had been successfully nurtured. Even if there had been one or two pairs of souls in history, either they had died due to their souls being torn apart, or their cultivation had gone berserk because their souls could not be relied on, and no one had been able to survive.

Of course, Yang Fan didn’t know about this. At the beginning, Yang Fan only thought it was normal and thought it was a necessary process to cultivate spiritual energy. But after the first tearing pain appeared and a strange scene appeared in his mind, he started to realize that there might be something wrong with him, but he was not sure.

As this happened more and more frequently, Yang Fan realized that this was not as simple as he had imagined. Knowing that this time he could feel more and more clearly, he felt as if he was in another world.

“This… How was this possible! “Why would there be another me? This feeling of reality seems to be real.” Yang Fan began to mutter to himself. His eyes were filled with confusion, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

He shook his head, putting the matter behind him, because now he needed to recover.

Yang Fan muttered the incantation and spiritual energy began to circulate within his meridians. The golden spiritual energy was slowly absorbed into his body. Gradually, Yang Fan released the seal on his spiritual altar, and the originally overbearing spiritual energy became gentle after passing through.

At the same time, Yang Fan once again probed his soul with his spiritual power. The two souls that were originally very close to each other were now almost joined together. Moreover, one of them had become even dimmer than before. It could be described as transparent.

“Why is it like this? Why is it that every time there is an intense pain, that strange soul will dim down?” His soul was currently like a burning wick, slowly lighting up and dimming.

However, after the pain passed, his cultivation speed would become extremely fast, especially when absorbing spiritual energy. Moreover, the effect of the soul on him was not limited to just that. Every time this happened, his spiritual energy would increase by several times and everything around him became abnormally clear.