First Summoner

She knelt like a lifeless sculpture, crystal tears falling silently.

It rolled down her fair cheek and gently dripped onto the cold ground, making a crisp and heartbreaking sound of "tick-tick-tick".

"Yao..." She uttered the name with difficulty, as if every word was as heavy as a mountain, almost suffocating her.

Her voice echoed in this quiet space, sounding particularly desolate.

Shen Yan slowly closed her eyes, trying her best to suppress the pain surging in her heart.

At this moment, the originally cracked black tower seemed to feel the despair and sadness in its owner's heart, and it began to tremble slightly.

It slowly approached Shen Yan and gently touched the corner of her clothes with its tower body, as if wanting to give her a little warmth and comfort.

I don’t know how long it took until the voice of the spirit god sounded outside—

"You're still here, aren't you?"

Shen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. She first placed the red jade hairpin in her hand into an exquisite box. Then, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face and cleaned up her mess.

And, suppress the grief.

She touched the small black tower beside her, then she slowly stood up.

Her eyes couldn't help but sweep across the soft couch not far away, and that figure appeared in her mind.

She pursed her lips and flashed away from the supernatural space.

Lingshen raised her eyes and looked at Shen Yan. She did not miss any changes in Shen Yan's emotions.

She asked, “Is it painful?”

Shen Yan said coldly: "If that's all you want to ask, then I'm sorry I won't accompany you."

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, the spirit called her in a deep voice, "Don't you want to revive Feng Xingyao?"

Shen Yan turned her head and looked at her sharply.

The spirit said meaningfully: "My A Feng can no longer be resurrected, but Feng Xingyao is different. He still has a glimmer of hope. However, if you cannot act quickly, then this last glimmer of hope will be shattered."

Shen Yan was suspicious and asked, "Don't you hate him? Why are you saying something to me now?"

"Do you suspect that I have ulterior motives?" The Spiritual God's face turned colder, and she sneered, "It is true that I hate Feng Xingyao to the core, and I wish I could tear him into pieces and make him suffer all kinds of pain and torture in the world. But even so, I have never thought of taking his life! Because his life and death are related to the fate of all people in the world."

After a pause, the Spirit God stared at Shen Yan and continued, "This God decided to show you a clear path for the sake of all living beings in the world. If you don't want to, then forget it."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Shen Yan's heart moved slightly, and he said, "Please speak."

The spirit god's expression eased slightly, "Have you ever heard of the Land of God's Fall?"

Shen Yan heard this and shook her head.

"The Land of God's Fall is a forbidden area in the prehistoric world! It is located very close to the sealed area of ​​the Black Water Source, so it is extremely dangerous! Even if a god wants to enter it, he may not be able to come back alive." The Spirit God said, "Did Feng Xingyao ever tell you about his soul fragments?"

Hearing the last sentence, Shen Yan's heart choked slightly. She suppressed her emotions and said, "It's not much."

The spirit god recalled the past: "During the war in the prehistoric times, the remaining gods decided to seal the source of the black water. Among these gods was Feng Xingyao. I have heard from the Xuanguang God that Feng Xingyao's power comes from two sources, one is the soul, and the other is his own divine power."

"Before I was born, Feng Xingyao's soul was shattered for unknown reasons. Back then, he devoted all his divine power to seal the Black Water Source, which later led to him being captured by someone with ill intentions. I don't know what happened after that, after all, I fell into a deep sleep because I consumed too much divine power."

When Lingshen said this, he looked at Shen Yan deeply.

She continued, "The reason why I assert that Feng Xingyao still has a chance of survival is that he still has fragments of his soul body left in the world. These fragments of his soul body are actually soul fragments. As long as you can find and collect his scattered soul fragments one by one, then he will have a great chance of reviving. But if you do nothing about this matter, then his soul fragments will most likely be discovered and taken away by the nameless god first. By then, even if you want to revive Feng Xingyao, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"What's the connection between this and the Land of the Fallen Gods?" Shen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The spirit god said: "In the Land of the Fallen God, there are fragments of his soul."

Shen Yan asked: "How many soul fragments are there? What do they look like?"

When Lingshen heard this, his gaze involuntarily moved to Shen Yan's earlobe, where there was a small hole.

Shen Yan noticed the spiritual god's gaze, his heart moved, and he raised his hand to touch his earlobe.

She touched the place that had been bitten by Feng Xingyao before.

The Spirit God said in an ambiguous tone: "This is the soul mark he left for you. Once you encounter his soul fragments, you will react. As for how many soul fragments there are, this God does not know."

Shen Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and asked, "Where is the Land of God's Fall?"

The spirit god said: "In the forbidden area of ​​the central circle, I can send you in."

"Are you helping me for the sake of the people of the world? Or do you have other intentions?" Shen Yan stared at her sharply, "You knew that my strength was not high, and if I entered the Land of the Falling Gods, I would most likely not come out alive, so why did you still send me in?"

The spirit god raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "Because I think you can die for him."

Shen Yan shook his head and responded sternly: "Spirit God, you are wrong. I have always cherished my life and would never take risks to do things that are uncertain."

She didn't want to exchange one life for another, and she didn't want to die in the Land of God's Falling before she even met Feng Xingyao.

She wanted to see Feng Xingyao alive.

Hearing this, Lingshen was slightly stunned and felt shocked in his heart.

For a moment, she felt that Shen Yan was very selfish and was unwilling to sacrifice her life for the person who had protected her many times.

If it were her, what would she do?

She probably agreed without hesitation because she loved Feng Xingxiu very much.

The spirit god looked at her coldly, his tone full of contempt, "Your love for him is not pure."

Facing the rebuke and criticism from the Spirit God, Shen Yan acted unusually calm, as if those words did not affect her at all. She simply glanced at the Spirit God calmly, and then said softly: "Thank you for telling me all this. I will indeed go to the Land of the Fallen God, but not now."

The spirit choked slightly.

Because of the similarity of their experiences, she thought she saw her former self in Shen Yan, but now that she looked closely, she realized that they were not the same.