Chapter 218: Chapter 194: The Collapse of the Illusion Realm, Soul Ferrying
That was Wind Eye Market, the place where their physical bodies were kept.
"We’re here! We’re finally here!"
The crowd let out a cheer, and their flagging Spiritual Bodies picked up speed once more.
Han Feng didn’t land directly. Instead, he first circled above the Trading Hall, using his Divine Sense to scan the entire area.
After confirming there was no large-scale invasion of High Tier Demon Beasts, he led the "Ghost Army" behind him and swooped down.
The Trading Hall was dead silent.
Several hundred bodies lay scattered across the ground, some leaning against corners, others sprawled on tables, all in a myriad of bizarre positions.
Because they were all Martial Artists with established Cultivation, their Qi Blood was vigorous.
Even though they were unconscious, their bodies still maintained minimal function.
There were no gruesome scenes of bodies rotting or being gnawed on by rats.
"Find your own bodies! Don’t get into the wrong one!"
Han Feng landed, retracted his wingsuit, and yelled over his shoulder.
He didn’t really need to remind them. The instinctual pull between soul and flesh allowed everyone to instantly locate their own physical vessel.
SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!
Like birds returning to their nests, streaks of light plunged one by one into the motionless bodies.
「A few seconds later.」
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH! Damn, I was suffocating!"
Wang Meng was the first to spring up from the ground, his burly body letting out a series of loud cracks as his bones popped into place.
He touched his own face, pinched his thigh, and then his expression erupted in wild joy.
"It hurts! HAHAHAHA! I’m still alive!"
Zhang Hao, Fan Jian, and Su Yue were next...
The Trading Hall filled with a chorus of groans and gasps.
Leaning on the wall for support, Zhang Hao slowly got to his feet. His face was pale, but his eyes shone with an unprecedented brightness.
The out-of-body experience, coupled with absorbing the dissipated energy from the Eye of the Blood Sea, served to temper the Spiritual Power of everyone present.
It was safe to say that as long as they survived, their future accomplishments would far surpass those of their peers.
The several hundred people gradually began to wake.
Some wept with joy, some hugged their teammates and cried, while others simply lay on the ground, grinning foolishly.
The joy of having survived washed away their earlier terror.
But over a hundred Spiritual Bodies remained floating in mid-air, their expressions bitter.
"Bro... Brother Han..."
A student in glasses from the Spiritual Energy Ability Academy floated over weakly.
"My body isn’t here... I’d hidden it in a tree hollow on G-12 Island..."
"Mine is in a cave on G-09 Island..."
Han Feng looked at this group of homeless "wandering spirits" and sighed in resignation. freёwebnovel.com
"Alright. In for a penny, in for a pound."
He pulled a tube of nutrient solution from his pack, chugged it down, and stretched his sore neck.
"The rest of you, give me your locations. Looks like I’m playing Uber driver today."
「For the next half a day.」
Han Feng became the busiest "Ferryman" in the Suspended Mountain Secret Realm.
Leading the group of Spiritual Bodies, he shuttled between the various Floating Islands.
It was by no means an easy job.
He not only had to constantly maintain his Divine Sense to shield the fragile souls, but also stay on guard against Demon Beasts that could appear at any moment.
But Han Feng didn’t utter a single word of complaint.
It wasn’t that he was some kind of saint.
These people were all elites from various academies and powerful families.
Once they returned, every single one of them represented a favor he could call in.
It was a foolproof investment.
By the time Han Feng returned the last soul—a City Defense Army squad leader—to its body in a bunker on G-12 Island, the sky had already turned a deep, purplish-black.
The Gloom was about to descend once more.
’Next, I need to find a safe place and begin the Foundation Establishment Empowerment.’