In the heart of the Ancient Soul Forest, the afterimages of the soul beast battle at the second stage completely faded away. The raging aftershocks of his soul slowly subsided, and the entire space returned to deathly silence.
The thin mist, interwoven with black and white, slowly surged and flowed, like smoke and mist, shrouding the path ahead. The mist was neither cold nor fierce, neither harsh nor fierce.
There was none of the soul-devouring chilling chills of the previous two stages, nor the bewitching chaos of illusion arrays and mazes—so plain it was almost eerie.
Chen Ping’s purple soul concealed all its sharpness, withdrew the protective golden light of the Da Luo Golden Scripture, showing no defense or wariness.
Just like that, naked and light, he slowly flew along the direction of the mist toward the entrance to the third stage.
This was a choice he made after careful consideration.
The first two stages—one was a maze formation and heart-crushing, the other a soul beast kill—both were locked down by external forces and exposed murderous intent. Only by relying on the Da Luo Golden Classic for protection, movement skills, and desperate tenacity could one barely survive.
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