On Blue Star, Chu Xuan took out the Psionic Cube and imrsed his spiritual sense into it. As expected, Ma Nanshan hadn't been ntioned for a long ti.
After a brief mont of mourning for the unfortunate soul, Chu Xuan was about to reactivate the soul transmission matrix when sothing caught his eye.
"Hey, what's this little light point? I've never noticed it before," he mused, surprised.
As he extended his spiritual sense towards it, he quickly ca across a ssage.
"Do not believe! Do not believe! Do not believe! Rectitude Hall has long been destroyed! Only Eternal Hall remains on Soul Star! Anyone claiming to be from Rectitude Hall of Soul Star is a liar! A liar! If you are fortunate enough to see this ssage, it ans your soul is strong enough—escape! Never touch the Psionic block again!"
Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in intrigue. It appeared that soone had already seen through the tricks of the people from Soul Star. Unfortunately, unless one's soul was of a certain strength, this hidden ssage would remain undetected.
"Newcor, welco," a weary voice suddenly resonated.
"My na is Yun Ming, Soul King of Rectitude Hall on Soul Star. Our planet has suffered..."
Yun Ming appeared again, his tone as tired as before, recounting the disasters of Soul Star. His speech and tone were exactly the sa as before; even the emotional inflection remained unchanged.
Yun Ming did not care who Chu Xuan was; he simply relayed his ssage and then disclosed a thod to activate the soul transmission matrix before disappearing.
At this point, Chu Xuan roughly understood the situation. Yun Ming was likely indeed from Rectitude Hall of Soul Star. However, his stored ssage had been intercepted by those from Eternal Hall and turned into a trap to deceive the ignorant.
Chu Xuan shook his head and imdiately employed the "Soul Division Technique," separating about ten percent of his soul. Then, much like before, he activated the soul transmission matrix.
But this ti, his soul was not the insignificant wisp it had been previously. It was akin to a colossal entity, and within this vast expanse of his soul, he carried his life-bound magic treasure, the Sky-Shielding Umbrella.
As Chu Xuan had transford the Sky-Shielding Umbrella into his life-bound magic treasure, he could envelop it within his soul, allowing both to travel through the soul transmission matrix together to Soul Star.
The world spun dizzyingly around him, and in the blink of an eye, he was once again confronted with the dim, dark expanse of Soul Star.
"Uh? Another fool has arrived, just in ti for my al," a sinister laugh echoed from behind him.
A massive hand swooped down towards him. However, the laughter abruptly stopped as the owner of the hand realized that his powerful slap was rely tickling Chu Xuan. The aggressor was stunned to find that Chu Xuan's soul form was more than ten tis larger than his own!
"You... you!" he stamred, utterly shocked.
Chu Xuan turned around, looking down from his towering stance at the corpulent and bloated soul before him. The remnants of nurous soul fragnts scattered around the grotesque figure indicated the unfortunate souls he had devoured over the years.
"Great Soul King! Please, have rcy! Spare my life!"
The creature did not hesitate to kneel and beg for rcy, sending a pleading thought directly to Chu Xuan.
Conversations between souls required no spoken language but were communicated through thoughts, eliminating any language barriers. This also explained why Chu Xuan had previously understood the words of Ma Nanshan and Yun Ming without issue.
Chu Xuan reached out and grasped the pleading soul in his hand, instantly employing a soul-searching technique.
In a mont, he sifted through the soul's mories, turning them upside down. After reviewing these mories, he quickly grasped the language used by the people of Soul Star.
"This fellow's mind is deeply imprinted with mories of devouring souls, while his other mories are pitifully scarce," Chu Xuan remarked, shaking his head in disbelief.
It seed that even the infallible soul-searching technique could et its match in a mind with nothing but thoughts of consumption.
However, he managed to extract so useful information from the creature's mories. These beings, having abandoned their physical forms and calling themselves the Soul Race, distinguished themselves from those on Soul Star who still possessed bodies.
Unfettered by physical shells, mbers of the Soul Race grew stronger, but their rationality diminished over ti.
The stronger the soul, the lesser the sanity, ultimately degenerating into soul beasts driven only by the instincts to kill and feed.
Not only did their personalities devolve to that of wild beasts, but their soul forms also began to morph from human to bestial.
Within the Soul Clan, so exceptionally powerful individuals retained a semblance of clear spiritual sense. As a result, the Soul Clan was divided into three factions:
The Slaughter Faction: Their goal was to exterminate the surviving people of Soul Star, completely transforming it into a world dominated by the Soul Clan.
The Husbandry Faction: They aid to farm the surviving inhabitants of Soul Star, slaughtering them periodically so they could continually feast upon them.
The Ascendant Faction: They believed that Soul Star was beyond redemption, viewing both the people of Soul Star and the Soul Clan as unreasonable vermin. Only outsiders, they posited, might have a chance to save this fallen planet.
Furthermore, a hierarchy existed among the Soul Clan and the people of Soul Star:
The Soul Clan was categorized into three levels: Spectre Masters, Great Spectre Masters, and Spectre Kings, which corresponded to the Soul Star people's ranks of Soul Masters, Great Soul Masters, and Soul Kings.
The entity Chu Xuan encountered was rely a Great Spectre Master from the Slaughter Faction.
Chu Xuan turned to look behind him, where the remains of once-flourishing structures lay in ruins. Amid these ruins, a matrix still emitted a faint blue glow—it was the soul transmission matrix. The souls of those who possessed Psionic Cubes had erged from here.
"The closest Slaughter Faction stronghold from here houses three Great Spectre Masters and ten thousand Spectre Masters. This matrix is but a minor one; the major one lies elsewhere," Chu Xuan mused.
"You may eat now," he casually remarked, throwing aside the befuddled creature.
Two Ard and Four Ard, erging from the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, moved quickly. Four Ard, with arms flailing, tore the soul into pieces and devoured it greedily, even passing the tastiest bits to Two Ard, who, while feasting, pulled out a divination board to begin divining.
Chu Xuan chuckled, "What does the divination say?"
Two Ard, glancing at the board pointing to the sky, swallowed hard, "Dad, the board says this place is heaven!"
Chu Xuan gave a thumbs up, "Indeed, it is heaven. Eat your fill and don't hold back."
Two Ard bit into the soul, tears of joy in his eyes.
It's been so long since they have had such delicious souls! They're rich in nutrients! Succulent and juicy! They burst with flavor!
"Stay close, I'm about to set up a formation," Chu Xuan said with a smile. "Once the formation is complete, you can feast every day."
"Roar, roar, roar!" Four Ard bellowed excitedly as four ferocious ghostly artifacts appeared, brimming with malevolent energy.
Two Ard, wielding his divination board, declared solemnly, "Anyone who wants to harm my dad will have to step over my body!"
Four Ard growled a few tis, his four arms gesticulating wildly as if drawing sothing in the air.
Two Ard, annoyed, retorted, "I know I don't have a body; no need to point it out."
Four Ard chuckled mischievously a few tis, reveling in the situation.
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