C9 (1/2)

In the outside world, Lin Mu sat cross-legged on the ground, his fingers forming seals. He was sweating profusely, as if he had just sprinted a hundred meters forward. His face was flushed red.

”Master, rest …” The unlucky ghost wanted to persuade Lin Mu to take a break, but immediately opened his eyes wide and looked incredulously at Lin Mu.

How, how could this be possible, he just went in!

”This is the soul sea ….” The corner of Lin Mu's mouth curled up into a smile. Suddenly, he turned around and saw that the person was in a place with no lights. Never would he have thought that his soul sea would be right behind him. If he had known earlier, he would have never gone through so much effort. Who would've thought that as long as one looked back, their soul sea would be right behind them?

An enormous suction force sucked Lin Mu in.

The unlucky ghost's eyes were wide open. His expression was solemn as he turned around and saw his soul sea! He didn't tell Lin Mu that the history was distant and a genius would naturally look back, but the soul sea had never appeared behind them. ”Looking back to see the sea of souls … there is a saying. It is a legend, something related to a secret …

It believed that it knew these secrets, but it could not recall them, as if it did not know them.

”There's nothing …” Looking at his surroundings, Lin Mu was speechless. He had originally thought that this sea would be a sea? Who knows there's nothing but light outside. It was as if an uncarved world had just been formed, only giving birth to light, and nothing else besides the first time.

Soon, Lin Mu discovered the box that the unlucky ghost had mentioned. It was a wonderful feeling, as if the whole world was in his hands. With a thought, he arrived at the box.

It was a wooden box, brown in color, and looked like it was made of iron. On the surface, there were a few densely packed runes. These runes were no different from a ghost talisman, and Lin Mu could not understand them. With a wave of his hand, the metal box flew into Lin Mu's hands. If one looked carefully, there was nothing special about it. Without those Glyph Devils, it would be no different from an ordinary broken box.

Shaking his head, he willed Lin Mu to open his eyes. Miraculously, that ironwood box also appeared in his hand and was brought out from his soul sea.

”This, this is …” cried the unlucky ghost.

”What? Do you know what this is?” Lin Mu excitedly said.

”I don't know …” The unlucky fellow replied straightforwardly.

”Fuck, then what are you shouting for?” Lin Mu gritted his teeth.

”I'm excited!”

”What are you getting so excited about …” Lin Mu really had the urge to smash someone, no, smash a ghost. His foot stepped on the ground, then he cried out in pain as his head hit the beam.

”Damn …” Lin Mu's heart surged as he looked at his feet in disbelief. What was going on?

”Congratulations, master. You have succeeded, you have embarked on the Immortal Path …” The unlucky ghost explained for Lin Mu: ”The path to ruin, to ascend to the Immortal Stage, to reach the Soul Sea, just for the first time! The sea of consciousness has cleansed the body, and Master now possesses three times the strength of an ordinary person. ”

”Really?” Lin Mu's eyes lit up, his heart excited. As for what kind of immortal path the unlucky ghost was talking about, he didn't even hear it. It was three times the strength of an ordinary person. As he waved his fist, it seemed as if it was filled with vigor.

Lin Mu suppressed his excitement and asked the Glyph Devils on the metal box.

”This is a ghost language. It should be a type of incantation. I need more time.” The unlucky ghost's voice was a bit serious. Who would carve their will onto a wooden box?

”Intuition?” Lin Mu's eyes lit up and said, ”Okay, you can translate for me day and night, or there won't be any food to eat!”

Dharma sense, could it be Immortal's Dharma sense!?