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Chapter 806: People from the Great World

The golden light on the soul's body grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping the entire body, making the bronze helmet and iron armor gleam with a golden shine. Lin was getting closer and closer to the second-grade peak.

Suddenly, a black light appeared silently, slicing through Lin Moyu's body.

The skeletal armor flashed and shattered instantly.

The necromancer army of the magic star also collapsed.

Lin Moyu reacted quickly, avoiding the first hit from the black light by sidestepping.

This resulted in only one hit.

As long as it wasn't continuous damage, it didn't matter much.

Although the black light's attack was strong, it couldn't track souls.

Lin Moyu knew that as long as he dodged quickly, he would only suffer one or two hits, with no need to worry.

The cooldown for "Undying Spirit" was three minutes, allowing for five deaths within three minutes.

Combined with the Lich's aura, his talent would activate on the seventh time.

Then, he would have seven more chances.

After one minute, the talent would reset, providing another seven chances.

This cycle meant he wouldn't truly die unless he was killed fourteen times within a minute.

Considering the frequency of the black light's appearance, as long as Lin Moyu wasn't standing there foolishly as a target, there was no significant danger.

Lin Moyu's advantage lay in his extreme survivability.

As he approached the core, the frequency and density of the black light increased significantly.

In his vision, the black light kept appearing randomly in various corners.

Without any discernible pattern, Lin Moyu could only respond to each appearance as it came, trying to avoid continuous attacks.

Since the black light's frequency increased, the number of corpses on the ground had decreased.

While the number of corpses decreased, the quality of the remaining souls sharply increased.

Previously, the souls were half-step transcendents or first and second-grade transcendents.

But now, the quality of the souls had risen to the fifth grade of transcendence.

Even the Eye of the Undead began to struggle, forcing Lin Moyu to use time curses for attacks.

The higher the level of the soul, the higher the quality of the soul essence left behind, greatly enhancing the improvement of soul quality beyond that of lower-level souls.

As his soul quality approached the second-grade peak, the demand for soul essence quality increased.

Initially, he pursued quantity, but now he sought quality.

He had eliminated countless souls along the way, at least a hundred.

Still, he was just short of reaching the second-grade peak.

Each soul represented a powerful being, though some corpses left no soul behind.

Lin Moyu believed that some of these corpses must have come from the Great World.

They came here seeking the world's core.

A treasure of true god-level power was highly tempting.

Lin Moyu had been hit by the black light at least ten times, each time reacting quickly enough to suffer only one hit.

For some reason, Lin Moyu felt increasingly restless.

He unconsciously sped up, wanting to reach the endpoint and obtain the world's core quickly.

As the black light flashed again, Lin Moyu seemed unfazed, with the necromancer army collapsing and regenerating instantly.

When the second attack came, the necromancer army collapsed again.

Lin Moyu finally realized he had stepped out of the black light's attack range.

The black light hadn't changed at all.

The change was within himself.

Lin Moyu realized something was wrong with him.

An inexplicable irritation had surfaced, slowing his reaction time.

Amidst his agitation, a trace of resentment emerged, directed at the world and the randomness of the black light.

"Is this where the souls' resentment comes from?"

The souls were killed by the black light during their lifetime, and their corpses continued to be attacked posthumously, being shattered over time.

The black light carried an inexplicable irritability that was transmitted from the corpses to the souls, making every soul filled with resentment.

"Resentment comes from the black light, and the black light comes from the world's core."

"The world's core is from a destroyed world."

"The world has a will, filled with resentment over its destruction."

Lin Moyu felt he had found the root of the problem.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of enlightenment.

The root cause was the world's core.

Knowing this, there was nothing to fear.

The unknown was the most terrifying.

With a slight movement of his soul, he wiped away the unnecessary emotions.

He restored his clear-headed state and set off again.

The black light became more and more intense, appearing almost every few steps.

It either blocked his path or appeared directly on Lin Moyu's body.

The frequency of attacks increased sharply.

Lin Moyu slowed down, adjusting his pace.

Sometimes, he stayed still for a few minutes to wait for his spells to cool down.

But sometimes, even standing still, he would be attacked by the black light.

Thus, Lin Moyu walked and stopped intermittently, covering hundreds of kilometers.

"In total, I've walked about three thousand kilometers. I should be close."

Lin Moyu calculated the distance he had traveled and estimated that he should be nearing the endpoint of this special world.

Suddenly, Lin Moyu's nose twitched slightly.

A faint fragrance wafted in.

The scent entered his nasal cavity, reaching his soul, and even his soul could smell it.

"How fragrant!"

The instant his soul smelled the fragrance, he was jolted, and his thoughts became exceptionally clear.

Just then, a black light appeared before him, and Lin Moyu reacted quickly, sidestepping to avoid it.

But he was still a step slow and got hit by the black light.

The necromancer army collapsed again.

Lin Moyu realized his reaction speed had truly increased, and it was all due to the fragrance.

Searching for the source of the fragrance, Lin Moyu finally saw its origin.

His eyes narrowed...

There was actually someone here!

Lin Moyu was shocked to see a person here.

It was indeed a human, and Lin Moyu trusted his instincts that he wasn't mistaken.

Moreover, it was a woman—a very powerful woman.

Her aura reached the eighth, even ninth, grade of transcendence.

Noticing Lin Moyu's gaze, she turned to look at him.

She seemed surprised upon seeing Lin Moyu.

The woman was beautiful, no less than Lilian.

Due to her strength, she exuded an extraordinary charm.

Lin Moyu was certain he had never seen her before.

Suddenly, a black light appeared beside the woman.

"Be careful!" Lin Moyu instinctively shouted.

The woman had already noticed the black light and easily avoided it with a step.

Her speed far exceeded Lin Moyu's.

She then took another step, and Lin Moyu blinked, finding the woman in front of him.

They stared at each other, neither speaking first.

Lin Moyu speculated about her identity.

Though she hadn't spoken, her attire suggested much.

Her clothing differed from that of the locals of this world and from ancient human attire.

It resembled the Taoist robes of ancient China but was more intricate, with lifelike embroidered patterns.

This led Lin Moyu to conclude she was either from the previous era or the Great World.

The woman slightly frowned, "Are you from this world?"

Lin Moyu nodded, "Are you from the Great World?"

The woman was surprised, "You know about the Great World?"

"I know a little."