Under the surface that Cheng Huang saw, a black light surged out from Long Yu's body.

The black light was like a jackal. While Long Yu was treating Zhang Ziyou, he carefully stripped Zhang Ziyou's soul.

On the surface, Zhang Ziyou's pale face gradually became rosy, his body temperature began to drop, and even Zhang Ziyou's fingers moved!

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

Seeing Zhang Ziyou's changes, Cheng Huang became more excited.

It's saved!

Compared to Cheng Huang's excitement, Zhang Ziling's eyes became more and more cold. He looked at Long Yu coldly, and his soul violently invaded Long Yu's body.

Although this is an illusion, this is constructed by the way of heaven with a large amount of power of the way of heaven. In this case, except for the established fact that Zhang Ziling cannot affect life, Zhang Ziling can detect the essence of all matter in the past.

Under Zhang Ziling's soul investigation, the black light in Long Yu's body was directly pulled out by Zhang Ziling.

It was a ball of extremely high-level power accumulated in Long Yu's body. Even Long Yu himself did not know that there was such evil power in his body.

The level of that group of power is at least at the same level as the power of the way of heaven.

Zhang Ziling has never seen that the power level of the person on earth reaches the level of heaven.

After the black light pulled out Zhang Ziyou's soul and spirit, it then separated out most of the power and independently turned into soul power and injected it into Ziyou's soul.

Black Light's approach is the same as the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword shaping souls for Zhang Ziyou, in order to keep Ziyou, who lacks one soul and one spirit from the other, from the other.

This way of extracting souls will not have any impact on Zi You's soul until the black light energy is consumed. Even because the power level of the black light is far higher than all the energy in this world, it will also be helpful to Zhang Zi You's cultivation.

However, when the black light energy is consumed, as long as there is no subsequent power to make up for it, Zhang Ziyou's soul will become weaker and weaker, and will eventually completely dissipate.

Moreover, external power is not Zi You’s real soul after all. Even if there is endless power to build souls for Zi You, over time... Zi You’s soul will still decay and dissipate.

When Zhang Ziyou's soul and spirit were pulled out, he was wrapped in a small part of the black light still in Long Yu's body. Then the black light broke away from Long Yu's body and flew in a certain direction.

Seeing Black Light leaving with Zi You's soul, Zhang Ziling's eyes shogled and followed directly.

Regarding Long Yu's rescue of Ziyou, and the next time Ziyou was taken out to practice by Long Yu, Zhang Ziyou has already told Zhang Ziling about the past eight years that no matter how many dangers there were during the period, Zhang Ziyou has always returned to Zhang Ziling safely.

Therefore, after Zhang Ziling found out what was taking away Ziyou's soul, there was no need to continue watching.

Moreover, after Long Yu's origin was separated from his body from the black light, Zhang Ziling had some guesses in his mind, and he only needed to verify it.

The black light is very fast, and I am afraid that even the top strong man in this world will not be able to keep up with the black light.

"I didn't expect Ziyou's soul to be pulled away seven years ago..." Zhang Ziling followed behind the black light slowly, with demonic energy all over his body, and red light flashing in his eyes.

After Zhang Ziling analyzed the structure of the black light, he found that although the aura of the black light was different, the energy structure composition was similar to that person.

Zhang Ziling was also extremely confused about Long Yu's personality before, too pure, and could not find any mixed place... so pure that he was like a person who did not belong to this world.

However, after the black light broke away from Long Yu's body, Zhang Ziling suddenly remembered an equally pure person.

How about it.

In Zhang Ziling's opinion, Naihe and Long Yu are exactly the same, both of them are to the extreme.

The only difference between the two is that Long Yu's personality has been completely shaped, but now it is still a piece of blank paper.

The black light flew to the south with Zhang Ziyou's soul, and in an instant it flew away from the territory of China and continued to go south.

Zhang Ziling followed closely, and at the same time, his soul spread around him, covering the surroundings and controlling all the surrounding situations.

Soon, Zhang Ziling followed the black light to Antarctica, and the sky was filled with ice and snow.

Zhang Ziling landed on the Antarctic ice layer and watched indifferently as the black light flew towards the South Pole.

The cold wind whistled and the ice and snow were everywhere. Zhang Ziling felt a powerful aura burst out from the South Pole.

"It's really you..." Feeling the momentum, Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed red, and he walked towards the Antarctic.

Soon, the blizzard began to rage, and the sky and the earth were covered in white. The violent force made the blizzard more lethal.

Zhang Ziling was moving slowly in the blizzard without any concern for the biting cold wind.

At the South Pole, an ice throne appeared at some point. A thin old man sat on the throne, looking at the black light in his palm.

The old man looked very similar to Long Yu, and he looked like an old man who was about to die in his twilight years.

The old man was wearing a blood-colored dragon robe and his eyes were indifferent.

"Come?"

The old man spoke whispers, and the laws of the Tao around him slowly rhythmic as the old man said.

Within ten feet of the old man, there was no blizzard raging, and it was very peaceful. The ice and snow outside were completely different worlds.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Zhang Ziling entered the barrier and looked indifferently at the thin old man in front of him.

"Here you come." Zhang Ziling responded faintly to the illusion.

"I knew you would definitely come..." The old man smiled and looked up at the direction where Zhang Ziling was. "If you can't find this place, you are not worthy of playing this game with me."

Looking at the old man's deep pupils, Zhang Ziling curled his mouth slightly and sat down slowly. The demonic energy around him instantly condensed into a black throne.

The old man and Zhang Ziling each sat on their thrones, facing each other from afar.

The two of them had been able to talk freely for seven years.

"Speak." Zhang Ziyou said lightly.

"You mèi     mèi is Ziyou?" The old man looked at Zhang Ziling and said softly, "I have been searching for a long time before I finally found this girl. She is indeed very cute..."

"When I first came here, I really couldn't figure out how such a barren world... gave birth to a talent like you?" The old man played with the black light in his palm and said lightly: "I am very confused about this."

"The Supreme Xuanxiao, the Demon Emperor Zhang Ziling actually comes from such a small world. It's really surprising." The old man looked at Zhang Ziling, and an evil arc curled up at the corner of his mouth, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. "But... what makes me happy is that the way of heaven in this world is too restricted by the gods, and even the laws of the great way have not been completely constructed..."

"You know too, Lord Demon Emperor, this emperor is not good, but he still has some experience in the law of time and space..." The old man smiled, and Zhang Ziyou's soul was swallowed into his mouth, "So... this world is simply tailor-made for this emperor! I am looking forward to your return!"

"Hahaha!"

The laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and the old man and the ice throne, distorted and disappeared in this space.

Zhang Ziling looked at the empty South Pole, his expression was extremely calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Ziling slowly stood up and the throne behind him gradually disappeared.

"Maybe one day, you will regret taking Ziyou's soul..."

Zhang Ziling's figure, together with this space, distorted and dissipated with the cold sound.
Chapter completed!