Even the soul of an ant would have a corresponding consciousness fluctuation. It was the meaning of the existence of living beings.
Where exactly were this person's memories? Were they all hidden in his origin's three souls and seven spirits?
Or his power of the soul was so high that he could not pry into it at all? But if this was the case, he could not absorb any of his soul power at all.
"You see, it's as if I don't exist."
He waved his hand, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"I have some impressions in the origin of my memories. Back then, I, too, seemed to have elusive dreams like you.
"However, when the dream dispersed, I found the reality a mess.
"Go away. I really don't want to kill you. This is my last warning."
He slumped back onto the recliner and stared at the blood moon in the distance, lost in his thoughts.
Qin Yu's entire body turned cold. His soul moved, and he quickly disappeared from where he was.
