The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Dark Shuo's fingers kept sliding in the air, and dark red light jumped and shone on his fingertips, eventually condensing into a strange rune.

This rune has a thrilling dark red hue and exudes a heart-pounding aura of powerful strength.

At this moment, beads of sweat were oozing out of An Shuo's forehead, and his originally rosy face gradually turned pale.

Obviously, drawing this rune is extremely time-consuming for it.

But in order to find Su Chenyin, it no longer cared about these.

An Shuo gritted his teeth and continued to draw the rune with full concentration.

Finally, with perseverance, An Shuo successfully completed the last stroke.

When the rune was completed, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the rune, instantly illuminating the entire room.

Immediately afterwards, An Shuo bit his index finger without hesitation and dripped a drop of blood onto the rune.

The blood quickly seeped into the runes and merged with the power contained therein.

Dark Shuo recited the ancient spell in a low but firm voice: "Use my blood as a guide to make the blood-cursed land appear!"

As the spell sounded, the dark red rune seemed to gain life, and began to slowly rotate and continue to expand.

Finally, Fu Wenhua turned into a dark red stream of light and quickly merged into the light curtain in front of An Shuo.

The light curtain suddenly trembled violently, and ripples appeared on the surface.

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the screen.

Then, blurry images began to appear on the screen.

It was a blood-red forest, with towering trees twisted and deformed, shrouded in mist, and eerie and terrifying. An ominous aura emanated from it, filling people with fear.

Although the picture was blurry, An Shuo could still feel the strong breath of the curse, and he couldn't help but frown.

"This should be the cursed land. I don't know if she is really here."

An Shuo stared at the light screen closely, his eyes moving back and forth in the blurry picture, trying to find any trace of Su Chenyin.

Suddenly, An Shuo's eyes locked onto a part of the picture, where a blurry figure was moving slowly.

Although I can't see the face clearly.

But a strong intuition surged in An Shuo's heart, that was Su Chenyin!

An Shuo's heart suddenly rose to his throat and he was so nervous that he almost suffocated.

It did not dare to delay for even a second, completely ignoring the loss of its own energy, and whispered a spell, trying to make the picture clearer.

As the spell sounded, the image on the screen gradually became clearer, and the figure became more and more distinct.

Sure enough, the figure was Su Chenyin.

She was walking side by side with Jiu Lan'er, talking and laughing, passing through patches of blood-red woods, heading towards the Valley of Resentful Souls.

"It's her! It's really her! Great, she is in the blood curse land!"

An Shuo shouted excitedly, and the huge rock hanging in his heart finally fell down.

But then, new worries came to my mind.

This blood-cursed land is shrouded in a powerful curse. Any living being who sets foot here will be cursed immediately and unable to escape.

As time goes by, the power of the curse becomes stronger and stronger. The cursed may suffer mental damage and insanity at the very least, or even lose their life at the worst. In worse cases, their souls may be torn apart.

If you want to escape from this blood-cursed land, you must find a way to lift the curse and successfully break it.

Otherwise, you will never be able to leave this cursed land.

Even if one dies, the soul will be trapped here and unable to escape, let alone enter reincarnation.

Thinking of this, An Shuo couldn't help but worry about Su Chenyin.

But there is no time to worry about anything now. The most urgent thing is to find a way to lift the curse as soon as possible.

An Shuo frowned and searched the memories deep in his mind for all the information related to the Blood Cursed Land, hoping to find a way to lift the curse.

Time passed by minute by minute.

An Shuo felt like his head was about to explode, but he still had no clue.

Is it possible... is it possible that there is really no way to lift the curse?

No, there must be a way!

Think about it again!!

An Shuo took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and concentrated on thinking hard.

After a moment, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in An Shuo's eyes.

"Have it!"

At this moment, a cold and pleasant voice sounded outside the door, interrupting An Shuo's thoughts: "Xiao Shuo!"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, An Shuo's body shook violently.

It slowly turned its head, its eyes instantly filled with shock and disbelief.

Outside the door, a tall figure in white clothes stood there quietly.

The sunlight poured in softly through the window, outlining a golden edge around his figure, making him look even more otherworldly, like a god descending from the sky.

He is none other than Jun Yijue, the master that An Shuo has been thinking about day and night.

Jun Yijue's eyes were deep and gentle as he quietly looked at An Shuo who had a shocked face.

An Shuo widened his eyes.

"Master... Master?!" An Shuo's voice was trembling, and it could hardly believe its eyes.

"Yes, it's me." Jun Yijue nodded slightly.

When An Shuo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, with excitement and surprise intertwined in his heart, and tears almost burst out.

It ran towards the door quickly, almost running into Jun Yijue's arms.

But at the last moment, it forced itself to control its impulse and stayed one step away from Jun Yijue.

"Master, you remember? You remember Xiao Shuo, right?"

An Shuo's voice was full of surprise and nervousness. It stared at Jun Yijue closely, afraid that all this was just a dream.

Ever since its owner threw it here before choosing to enter reincarnation, it has not seen its owner for tens of millions of years.

"Well, yes." Jun Yijue's answer was simple but full of power.

He raised his slender white hand, gently stroked Anshuo's little head with his palm, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he continued:

"Through the challenge and taking back the sealed power, my memory has recovered a little, including my memory of you, Xiao Shuo, but it's still very vague."

Knowing that his master remembered him, An Shuo was so excited that he almost jumped up, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said with a choked voice:

"Master...that's great! You finally remembered Xiao Shuo. After all these years, Xiao Shuo thought you had forgotten me and didn't want me anymore, and had abandoned me."

At the end of the speech, besides excitement and happiness, An Shuo's eyes were also filled with grievance.

It secretly complained in its heart: What a mean master! He didn't even take it with him when he reincarnated. Not only that, but he also cruelly left it here.

Wronged!

I feel very wronged!

But it dare not show it!

"Xiao Shuo, how could I forget you? Am I not here to find you? Don't worry, you are so good, I will not abandon you."

A hint of tenderness flashed across Jun Yijue's cold eyes, and he gently stroked An Shuo's hair, as if he was comforting a wounded child.

In the memories deep in his mind, the Hall of Challenge was refined by him in his previous life, and it had a spirit as soon as it was refined.

The spirit of this weapon is An Shuo.

At that time, An Shuo was only the size of a three or four-month-old baby, but he accompanied him through countless long and lonely years.

If it weren't for reincarnation, he needed to seal part of his power here, and he wouldn't have thrown An Shuo into this secret realm.

At this time, An Shuo's emotions had gradually stabilized. It looked up at Jun Yijue, its eyes full of loyalty and attachment.

"Master, since you have remembered Xiao Shuo now, you must take Xiao Shuo with you when you leave this secret realm in the future."

After saying this, An Shuo stared at Jun Yijue in front of him with anticipation.