Translator: Timothy_ Editor: mjn0898

  When Ye Mo changed the first formation flag, Ye Mo had the big idea of the framework of the formation. Changing up the rest of the formation flags would be easy for him. After a day, Ye Mo had changed all of the outer formation flags of the illusion formation. Ye Mo knew there were a few main formation flags he didn’t change but he had made.

  During this time, Ye Mo didn’t let Shadowless go out to hunt for food. He didn’t even care about the voice calling out for his soul. Ye Mo set out a few spirit sense strikes every once in a while and the voice couldn’t affect him. He just focused on setting up the formation. To him, the most important thing was preparing his escape path.

  Ye Mo understood this place completely now, it was shaped like an oval, with the center of the formation at the center of the oval. Thus Ye Mo predicted that if someone was controlling the formation, he would be at the center of the oval. That would be the center of the formation.

  Ye Mo didn’t know if the cultivator here knew of his existence after him staying for a day, but from how he changed the formation flags and still no one came, Ye Mo believe that guy probably didn’t know he was here or had already left.

  Ye Mo went along the streets towards the center of the formation. At the same time, he prepared a few formation flags. He would control the entire formation as soon as he went into the heart of the formation.

  Two hours later, Ye Mo had gone into the center region of Lost Soul Ruins. The grey mist here was more dense. Despite the grey mist fearing Shadowless, it still rushed up sensing Ye Mo’s arrival.

  Ye Mo let Shadowless eat all he wanted. However, there were more and more black figures. Most of them didn’t even form eyes. The black figures and grey mist noticed Ye Mo’s threat and rushed up.

  At this moment, the black figure calling ‘Where’s my soul?’ also slowly floated towards Ye Mo.

  Ye Mo could feel his sea of consciousness becoming heavy and he burned some essence blood, cutting with Purple Eye Soul Sever while urging Shadowless to hurry.

  Shadowless noticed Ye Mo’s worry and made a sharp shriek. The black figures and white mist were sucked in without resistance.

  Ye Mo felt a little relieved but he was also very shocked. He was sure that these black figures were attacking him of their own accord. If someone controlled them, he would be defeated.

  Ye Mo took out a Bitter Bamboo leaf and put it in his mouth. Immediately, Ye Mo felt his spirit sense clear up and the calling of the voice weakened.

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  Ye Mo rejoiced, he let out Mist Lotus Heart Fire wanting to help Shadowless. Soon, he found that the Mist Lotus Heart Fire would scare off the black figures but it couldn’t burn the mist, or it burned too slowly. Ye Mo realized that Mist Lotus Heart Fire was too low level.

  With Shadowless going on a rampage, Ye Mo put away Mist Lotus Heart Fire and looked around carefully. He found that the black figure calling ‘Where’s my soul?’ was completely different than the other black figures.

  This was a living human, his eyes were dazed and he just murmured ‘Where’s my soul?’

  Ye Mo thought of the legend Teng Yi told him and had an extremely uncomfortable feeling. He had the premonition that the legend was 80% true. This soulless man was probably Feng Xi. He heard clearly now he wasn’t saying ‘where is my soul’ but ‘where is my Hun.’ The two words had a different pitch.

  Realizing this, Ye Mo felt sympathetic towards this Feng Xi. He was a tragic man.

  But then Ye Mo realized something was wrong. Those black figures would go into Feng Xi’s body to be nourished for a while when it was weak. When they came back out, their speed was drastically increased.

  Ye Mo felt sad, Feng XI was being used as a mobile soul nourishing body. Only Feng Xi’s soul willingly left his body, everyone else’s soul was forced to leave, so only his body was suitable for soul nourishment.

  Those souls using Feng Xi’s body could easily use Feng Xi’s call to rob the souls of cultivators who came in the mist.

  Such a cruel cultivator, he didn’t even let a body rest in peace! Ye Mo felt very uncomfortable. Feng Xi was harmed and his body was being used for countless years here. This was over the line.

  Ye Mo threw out tens of formation flags and trapped Feng Xi before letting Shadowless focus on the souls attached to Feng Xi’s body.

  Shadowless immediately dashed to Feng Xi after receiving Ye Mo’s order. A few black figures were immediately devoured, but at the same time, an almost solid black figure seeped out of Feng Xi’s body trying to escape. When Shadowless saw this, it was more excited and flew towards it.

  The two eyes seemed to have materialized and were not just emitting weak light.

  Even so, it was still devoured by Shadowless.

  With this, the black shadows around retreated in fear, no longer swarming up like before. The grey mist also gradually retreated.

  Seeing Shadowless appearing a little wobbly, Ye Mo quickly ordered that it must not sleep. It must wait till he got out.

  Shadowless gave Ye Mo an unhappy response and stayed on Ye Mo’s shoulder, not falling asleep.

  Ye Mo saw that Shadowless devoured so many black figures and no one came to stop him. Clearly, the owner of this place was long gone.

  Thinking about this, Ye Mo felt a little assured and turned his eyes to Feng Xi.

  Ye Mo didn’t know how to deal with this Feng Xi. If he left, his body would be taken over by the countless black shadows.

  After thinking, Ye Mo put a Spirit Recovery Pill in Feng Xi’s mouth. He didn’t know if it would help after all these years.

  Feng Xi’s expression eased up a little and Ye Mo thought, ‘Was it helpful?’ He threw two more in Feng Xi’s mouth.

  Feng Xi’s eyes recovered some light after a while, he looked around at the terrified black shadows and suddenly, tears of blood fell down his eyes.

  “Hun er is gone, I’m going too, thank you friend……” A flame suddenly lit up on his body and moments later, he disappeared from the flame, leaving behind a longan-sized relic.

  The relic was round and shiny like a pearl but there were two dark red marks down the middle.

  Ye Mo felt sad, Feng Xi had no soul and his Spirit Recovery Pill could only wake his instincts. This relic was the essence of his life’s cultivation. He wanted to give this relic to him for setting him free.

  Ye Mo didn’t intend to use this relic at all. He stopped Shadowless from eating it and put it in a jade box.

  After Feng Xi disappeared, the mist rustled and the black figures became restless.

  Ye Mo took Shadowless a few hundred meters forward and a dried up lake appeared before him. Ye Mo knew this was the center of the Lost Soul Ruins.

  He threw tens of formation flags out and a hidden door was revealed before him.

  When Ye Mo walked in, an extremely dense spirit chi filled his mind. There was more than one top grade spirit range here or else the spirit chi wouldn’t be so dense.

  Immediately, an extremely furious voice sounded, “Insect, how dare you ruin my plans? You can be my next soul jar!”

  Ye Mo knew Feng Xi must’ve been the previous soul jar. Ye Mo threw out a few more formation flags and broke another stealth formation. A very shocking scene appeared before him.

  He finally understood why he made all that commotion and the owner here didn’t do anything.