Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

In a dim and mysterious space, a stream of light quietly appeared, flashing different colors, and shuttled through the space at a high speed.

The light was unpredictable, and it flew an unknown distance before it turned into a blurry human figure.

Although the face is difficult to recognize, it can be vaguely seen that it is undoubtedly the incarnation of Ye Ming's spiritual consciousness.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately looked around, with a vigilant gleam in his eyes.

After getting into the wooden box, he soon appeared in this nameless space, trapped by some kind of illusion.

The illusion here was so advanced that he had been flying here for three days and three nights but still had no clue.

"It seems that this is one of the thirteen levels of restrictions. I didn't expect that the real power after entering is several times stronger than it looks from the outside." The incarnation of divine consciousness glanced around with an unpleasant expression.

But there was nothing around except the gray and thin mist. Could it be that the Mahayana spirit could not resist coming out to meet the strangers?

Thinking of this in his mind, Ye Ming stopped his escape, suddenly changed direction, and flew straight up to a high place.

After passing through layers of mist, he appeared in the boundless sky. He then stopped moving and found a random place to sit cross-legged, clasping his hands and meditating in the air.

He sat there for most of the day, without moving a muscle, as if he was planning never to get up again.

On the third day, the divine consciousness incarnation suddenly opened its eyes and looked in a certain direction:

"Since you are here, why don't you come out and see me!"

Although his voice was not loud, the space here was unusually quiet. As soon as the voice was heard, it immediately echoed in the nearby void.

But the surroundings were completely silent, without any sign of human presence.

Ye Ming was not in a hurry either. He just looked there and did not make any other moves.

Several hours passed like this, and suddenly, a ball of green light appeared in the void somewhere nearby, and in a flash, it transformed into an old man in a dark green robe.

The old man had extremely long eyebrows and a thin face. He wore his hair in a triangular bun with a yellow wooden hairpin several inches long inserted horizontally. A ferocious demon with three heads and six arms was engraved on his robe, making his image look extremely strange.

Although this person showed up, he had no intention of coming closer. He just stood there staring at Ye Ming with a cold gaze without saying a word.

"What is the name of this fellow Taoist?" After staring for a while, Ye Ming spoke first.

After waiting for a long time, the old man in green robe still showed no intention of speaking.

Seeing this, Ye Ming simply closed his eyes, meditated again and ignored this person.

Ye Ming and the old man sat and stood in an eerie silence.

After another three days and three nights, the green-robed old man's pair of gray-white eyes finally moved slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. It was obvious that he did not expect Ye Ming to have such concentration.

After a moment, he closed his eyes, and when he suddenly opened them again, his eyeballs turned a strange silver color. Then he moved his body, and his body disappeared like foam.

The next moment, there was a wave several feet in front of where Ye Ming was sitting cross-legged, and the figure of the old man in green robe flashed out again strangely, as if he was going to attack Ye Ming.

But Ye Ming's expression did not change at all, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Seeing this, the green-robed old man showed a trace of anger on his face, and finally spoke:

"Boy, you are quite courageous. How dare you be so arrogant in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The sound was as sharp and piercing as the friction of metal, giving people goose bumps all over their body.

"Hehe, this is just a wisp of my divine consciousness. It's no pity if you destroy it. But from your tone, it seems that you have a great background. May I know what my name is?" Ye Ming slowly opened his eyes and smiled calmly. "Even if I told you my name, you, a mere human cultivator, would not know it. Since you, a human cultivator, can break into this place with your divine consciousness, it seems that the thing should have fallen into the hands of your real body." The green-robed old man stopped his move.

"If you don't want to tell me, then forget it. I just saw that this box is a Sumeru space, and it is sealed with many restrictions. I guessed that there must be extremely important items inside, so I wanted to use my divine sense to bypass these restrictions and come in to take a look, but I didn't expect that I would still be trapped here by the restrictions." Ye Ming's expression remained unchanged and he replied lightly.

“From what you said, this thing has now turned into a box shape? That’s good, at least it’s not as conspicuous as before. But then again, the current Saint Clan is really useless, and they actually let this treasure fall into the hands of a human like you.” The old man frowned when he heard this, and then waved a sleeve in the air.

Ye Ming's eyes suddenly blurred, and the gray scenery below blurred slightly, and then shattered like a lens, and the two appeared in another world.

Ye Ming's heart moved and he looked around intently.

There are blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and clear water. A clear stream flows slowly under your feet, and several half-foot-long green carps are swimming leisurely in the water.

Waves of fresh fragrance from grass and trees waft into my nose, and the intimacy of nature envelops my whole body.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the empty water in the stream below.

A "whoosh" sound!
A lively green carp was easily caught in the hand. With five fingers grasping it, one could clearly feel its smooth and real feeling.

After throwing the herring back into the water, I raised my hand to the tip of my nose and smelled it, and a strong fishy smell immediately hit my nose.

"Things are born from the mind. What a powerful restriction! The reason why I appear here should be related to fellow Taoist." Ye Ming exclaimed sincerely and said slowly.

"Yes, this is the tenth level of illusion restriction that seals the wooden box. As long as you can master the most critical illusion method, you can manipulate it at will to change the world. Hehe, don't have any objections. It's not a bad thing for me to pull you in here. On the contrary, I saved you. You should thank me." The green-robed old man sneered.

"Oh? Is there some irresistible risk in the wooden box?" This surprised Ye Ming.

"Hmph, why should I answer your question?" said the old man in green robe with his eyes rolled.

"Hehe, since you are willing to show up to see me, you won't just chat for a few words and then leave it at that. And I see that you are also a body of spiritual consciousness, so I guess you are not staying here voluntarily, right?" Ye Ming wanted to gradually introduce the topic.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound like thunder rang in his ears, and a terrifying pressure fell on him.

"Tell me! Who are you? Was it that villain Xue Guang who sent you here?"

As the wind blew, the old man in green robe moved to his side and grabbed his neck. The silver light in his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he spoke to Ye Ming viciously.

The ferocious look on his face, coupled with a huge bloody demon shadow behind him, makes him even more terrifying!
But Ye Ming said calmly, "Blood Light? You are talking about the Blood Light Saint, right? I killed his incarnation, and I found this box from him."

He was not worried at all that the other party would directly extinguish this wisp of divine consciousness. This person had been trapped for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and now he, a human cultivator, had finally come in. It was impossible for the other party to destroy him like this.

"Impossible! This Demon-Suppressing Lock has been passed down through countless Saint Clan ancestors since ancient times, but none of them didn't always carry it with them. How could it be handed over to an incarnation, and then killed by a human like you by such a coincidence! If you don't tell the truth, I will immediately turn you into ashes."

The old man in green robe had a look of disbelief on his face. At the same time, his skinny five fingers that were pinching Ye Ming's neck emitted strands of dazzling green light, as if he was ready to kill Ye Ming at any time.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you can give it a try." Ye Ming was not afraid.

The green-robed old man's expression changed for a few times, then he snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw Ye Ming out, saying viciously:

"Tell me, who are you? How did you kill the incarnation of that boy Xue Guang? Who was with him at the time?"

Ye Ming turned around and stopped in the air. He straightened his clothes and said slowly, "Hey, why should I answer your question?"

"You... humph!" The green-robed old man froze in his tracks, speechless and speechless.

I had just said this to this person, and now he was saying it back to me.

(End of this chapter)