Shen Luo suppressed his panicked mood, and his spirit began to wander in the gray fog, trying to find some clues, or at least figure out where he was trapped.
He urged his soul and flew thousands of miles away with just a thought.
But when he stopped and looked around, he still saw emptiness and endless gray fog.
"Hmph, this must be Chi You's trick!" Shen Luo cursed in his heart, then quickly dodged again and flew a thousand miles away.
However, when he stopped again, he was still met with disappointment. The scenery around him had not changed at all, and there was still no sign of any living or dead person.
Shen Luo was anxious, he kept trying, kept making leaps, and finally... kept being disappointed.
He finally understood that this was an endless, empty cage world, and his soul was trapped here, and he would probably never be able to escape.
Shen Luo finally stopped and looked at the vast fog, his mood calming down again.
He was no longer in a hurry to escape, but began to think about his current situation. After some analysis, he immediately realized that it could not be Chi You's method to trap him.
In the final life-and-death battle with Chi You, Shen Luo was defeated by Chi You in all aspects, including strength, cultivation, and foundation. The gap between them was very obvious.
In such a situation of unbalanced power, there was no need for Chi You to go to the trouble of imprisoning him. Instead, he could have directly killed his soul without leaving any trace.
"I have also been to the underworld. Even if my soul is not extinguished, it should return to the underworld. But this is obviously not the underworld. Where exactly am I?" Shen Luo thought for a long time, but still had no answer.
At this moment, Shen Luo heard a call in a trance.
That voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if... it came from Huo Lingzi.
When he listened carefully, he felt that the voice was too vague, as if it was there and not there, almost an illusion, so he shook his head, trying to get rid of these distracting thoughts.
Even if he was really near death and had hallucinations, the voice he wanted to hear would never be Huo Lingzi's.
"Caizhu and the others..." Shen Luo sighed, already thinking of their fate after his death.
The Three Realms are inevitably entering their darkest hour of a thousand years.
"The present me ends here, and I don't know if a thousand years later, there will still be me holding the jade pillow, traveling through time and space to save the Three Realms at that time?" Shen Luo thought wildly.
Subconsciously, he wanted to summon the jade pillow.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he laughed at himself and said speechlessly, "It's clearly a remnant soul, and you're still thinking of summoning the jade pillow from the storage magic tool?"
But then he was slapped in the face.
As his thoughts arose, a yellow light lit up beside him, and a "jade pillow" with simple lines and inconspicuous appearance appeared beside him.
"Heavenly Dream Pillow!" Shen Luo was overjoyed.
But when he reached out to take it, he found that the Tianmeng Pillow in front of him, like himself, was not a solid entity, but just a ball of condensed gas of unknown origin.
When Shen Luo's palm touched the jade pillow, the yellow gas on it was stirred by his fingers and flowed around his fingertips. When he moved his palm away, it returned to normal in an instant.