Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2442 - 2440: Divine Soul Thought Power

Even the divine soul of an ant has its corresponding conscious fluctuations, this is the meaning of existence for a living being.

Where exactly is this person’s memory hidden, could it be all lurking within his origin’s three souls and seven spirits?

Or is his divine soul power so strong that I cannot probe it, but if that’s the case, I wouldn’t have been able to siphon any of his divine soul power.

"Isn’t it? I seem to exist as if I’m nonexistent."

He waved his hand, with a peculiar smile on his face.

"At the origin of my memory, there are some impressions. It seems like at that time, I was like you, dreaming a distant dream."

However, when the dream dispersed, reality was found to be in ruins.

Go, I really don’t want to kill you, this is my final warning.

He collapsed back onto the reclining chair, staring absent-mindedly at the distant blood moon.

Ethan Smith felt a shiver all over, his divine soul moved quickly to vanish from the spot.

Just in that fleeting moment, he absorbed almost a tenth of his body’s divine soul power,

and the young Ghost Race had no defenses whatsoever, such power, when used sincerely, could easily crush him with sheer volume.

After leaving, seeing he had gone far away, Ethan Smith finally exhaled heavily.

"Immortal Emperor Yao, do you have any memory coming back now, because I’m completely in fog here."

Ethan Smith helplessly, at the moment, could only loudly call for Immortal Emperor Yao within his divine soul.

"I vaguely remember this place, it seems we shouldn’t have come, alas..."

"Heck, you might as well not have come out, you’re amazing coming out, messing up the mindset, and then running away. No wonder you’re one of those big shots stepping outside the Five Elements. Useless at everything but first place in messing up the mindset."

Ethan Smith grumbled and set out again.

Fortunately, after he appeared on the shore, there was only one stone street here.

He followed it forward, winding through nine curves and eighteen bends, along the way Ethan Smith saw many Ghost Race.

These Ghost Race were not strong, many were trimming the weeds at both sides. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Some were carrying huge bricks, slowly walking in the opposite direction to Ethan Smith.

There were also Ghost Race wandering aimlessly, they seemed just like ordinary people in the Hominini’s era of chaos, ordinary and lowly.

The whole Satan had no voices, no discussions.

No babbling brooks, nor sounds of human activity.

Throughout Satan Land, even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Oppressive, dead silence.

This was the feeling the Ghost World gave to Ethan Smith.

What he saw on the way, Ghost Race had various appearances, some from the demon race, some from the Hominini, also some dwarves, dragon people, and half-beast people among other races, but they were all filled with dense ghost energy, it seemed there was no strict racial definition in the Ghost Race.

Could it be that as long as one comes to the Ghost World after dying, and cultivates the ghost world skill, they become part of the Ghost Race?

Or perhaps they come through the plane space, which is clearly highly challenging.

There’s also a way like Ethan Smith, coming through on the peak of the junction between the two worlds, through the Heavenly Path Sea.

At this moment, a terrifying evil intent suddenly came head-on.

The divine soul body’s sense of this evil intent was even sharper, Ethan Smith only felt a severe burning sensation on the surface of his divine soul, this gathered evil intent was actually hurting him!

In front of him, was an endless array of shadows.

These figures had extremely orderly strides, it was a Ghost Race army, these people were riding uniform frost wolves.

Between the pupils, there was endless evil intent, Ethan Smith had seen that gaze before, it was only possessed by living beings truly indifferent to life and death.

There were nearly ten thousand ghost soldiers!

And at this moment, the direction the army took was slowly heading elsewhere, in that direction, Ethan Smith felt intense power of space.

It seemed due to the law of plane suppression breaking, a spatial rift appeared.

Ethan Smith took a deep breath, even the lowest level ghost soldiers here probably had Returning to the Void power.

Ethan Smith looked indifferently at these ghost soldiers and generals, not knowing what kind of waves these Ghost Race would stir heading towards Hominini.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Path Sea between the two races hadn’t been completely connected, the position suppressive power remained.

Even if these ghost soldiers could pass through the spatial rift, it’d probably be severely costly.

And those True Saints, tribulation team captains, and the leading ghost generals should temporarily be unable to cross over.

Otherwise, once the ghost generals physically stepped over the plane, setting foot in Hominini, it’d be a real disaster, though this day wouldn’t be so distant.

Once these ghost soldiers left, Ethan Smith continued walking towards the end of this street, it was a huge hall.

On it was engraved with grim ghost text that formed three large words, Senro Hall.

This eerie hall extended into many smaller spaces, each space hosting a Ghost Race overseeing.

At each entrance, a long queue was formed.

Each Ghost Race, after entering, seemed to explore briefly before leaving.

Ethan Smith slightly frowned, still choosing one of the shorter queues to join.

"Hmm? A soul body arriving at Senro Hall, should have traversed from Heavenly Path Sea right? Hahaha, such divine soul power is at least a ghost general! This time I can again record a merit! This way, a thread of thought power can be reclaimed!"

In the hall, the Ghost Race on the main seat laughed wildly as he stood up, his hands moved the judge pen, an unfathomable power of laws instantly emitted from the pen tip, then formed a seal akin to a Seal of the Yellow Springs.

All at once, Ethan Smith’s divine soul surged, an extremely fine bubble was extracted from his divine soul.

Though extremely fine, Ethan Smith was still unwilling to let go.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to absorb the divine soul bubble into his hand.

Do not proceed!

A familiar voice erupted suddenly within his Sea of Knowledge, Ethan Smith hesitated for a moment, ultimately watching that divine soul bubble enter the jade bottle in the person’s hand.

The jade bottle shimmered with a colorful light under the Ghost month, it seemed to contain highly dense divine soul bubbles, who knew how many people’s divine soul bubbles had been collected.

"Senro Hall, this is merely a ghost general, behind are the Ten Halls of Yama, and they are managed by the Nether sect lord Bodhisattva King of Ksitigarbha, can you face so many of them? This is just a thread of your divine soul thought power..."

Immortal Emperor Yao’s weary voice echoed in Ethan Smith’s Sea of Knowledge.

"Actually, whether or not to act makes little difference."

Immortal Emperor Yao seemed to recall something, but no matter how much Ethan Smith asked, he wouldn’t speak again.

"Hey, old man, don’t just say half the words, that soul bubble that appeared is called thought power, right? What on earth is thought power anyway, are there any weaknesses, hurry and come out..."

After passing Senro Hall, the ghost energy here became clearly much more lively, though still a dead silence.

Yet in passing, the hurried Ghost Race was visible almost everywhere.