He saw the stars in the sky, and Ye Qian found himself lying on a stone in an empty wilderness, next to a burning fire, and an old man beside him was roasting a rabbit.

The old man looked bloody and ferocious, and he was obviously a demon.

The key is, what this old man cultivates is actually internal strength, not spiritual power?

What the hell is this?

Is it said that it is easier to understand the laws in this world?

Also, what the hell kind of opening is this?

Ye Qian frowned and waved his hand. Judging from the size of his hand, the body he was currently soul-piercing was obviously still in an infant state.

More importantly, Ye Qian discovered that there was a rawness in his eyes between his body and soul.

It will take some time for this physical body to adapt to Ye Qian's soul.

This is something that all cultivators whose souls go to other worlds have to face.

However, Ye Qian showed a smile. Shenhuang Ding was in his mind, not the cauldron spirit, but also the body of Shenhuang Ding, and the jade ring with the most precious pattern of cauldron, which could protect the soul of the soul, also appeared in his mind...
Chapter completed!