Chapter 179
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Tens of thousands of demonic beasts galloped. All of the monsters were frightened by the sea of swords and fled frantically. Even the towering giant let out a loud whimper and fled with all its might.
With Yang Qingxuan as the center, divine swords kept emerging from the ground. The entire Sword Tomb was transformed from the Martial Spirit Seal and turned into a huge graveyard of swords between heaven and earth.
The terrifying sword essence surged in the air like an endless sea. Under the sword essence, the monsters were all smashed into pieces and disappeared.
In this mind space, Yang Qingxuan seemed to have endless power. After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the entire Sword Catacomb was completely replicated on the vast land. All the monsters were wiped out, and the world turned into a dead silence.
The originally bright land became gray due to the pressure of the dead souls. Yang Qingxuan was like the ruler of this land. He stood alone on the land with only the endless sword souls as his companions.
"They're all dead?"
Yang Qingxuan looked around in a daze and could not see the shadow of a monster.
He frowned and thought to himself, "What's going on with these monsters? They must be related to the desolation aura. But why can they invade my spiritual altar and sea of consciousness?"
This question seemed to be unsolvable. He did not think much about it and withdrew his thoughts. The seal between his eyebrows flashed and the Endless Sword Tomb immediately turned into layers of illusions and disappeared in this vast land.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed and suddenly revealed a look of joy. His body also slowly disappeared along with the Sword Tomb.
In the Ancient Desolation area, the original body opened his eyes and his consciousness finally returned. He came out of the strange sea of consciousness.
When he opened his eyes, he was shocked. He did not know how long it had been. Now, less than one-fifth of the three hundred students were left.
Only about fifty people were still there and they were all weather-beaten. They looked like martial artists who had practiced hard for years. Their faces were sallow and their skin was dry. They were extremely dispirited.
Even the beautiful Su Ying looked like an old woman at this moment. Wrinkles appeared on her face and she looked like a completely different person. Yang Qingxuan was shocked.
Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the silent sky.
His voice was filled with extreme excitement and ecstasy. "Ancient Soul Power, I've obtained Ancient Soul Power, hahaha! — — "
Yang Qingxuan focused his gaze. After looking for a while, he discovered that the old man was Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. His entire body was trembling like a sieve, but his face was filled with joy. A soul visible to the naked eye was hovering above his head. It came into contact with Xiao Feng's body and slowly merged with it.
"Ancient Soul Power!"
"Heavens, it really is the power of ancient souls. I'm so envious!"
Many students were awakened on the spot. They were all shocked, but most of them were extremely envious.
Du Ruo also opened her eyes and let out a long sigh. "The second person to obtain the power of the Ancient Soul. Why am I not so lucky?"
"Alas!"
Lan Yan let out a deep sigh and stood up. He shook his head and said, "I can't hold on any longer. This Desolation Qi has invaded my internal organs. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I'll fall here like the previous student. Although I didn't obtain the Ancient Soul, it's still beneficial. I can only say that it's fate. "
His eyes flashed with regret. At the same time, he looked at Xiao Feng with envy. He turned around and disappeared from the area in a few steps.
Yang Qingxuan discovered that not far ahead, a student was lying on the ground. Half of his body was buried by the yellow sand. He was already dead.
The face that was exposed had been eroded by the wind. His eyes were empty and lifeless. He stared blankly ahead, filled with unwillingness and despair.
Yang Qingxuan sighed in his heart. Since ancient times, the path to the peak had destroyed many experts and buried many dreams.
The victors ruled the world while the losers were buried in the yellow sand.
There were many discussions in the surroundings. They were all talking about Xiao Feng's Ancient Soul. They were all envious.
Yang Qingxuan calmed his emotions and looked over. He frowned slightly and asked curiously, "That Ancient Soul … why does it look like a brick?"
Du Ruo turned around and looked at him. She was startled and sighed, "You also came out from the sea of consciousness. It's a pity that you didn't touch the Ancient Soul. I originally thought that you would have a chance. "
Yang Qingxuan's heart stirred. He asked, "You guys also entered the sea of consciousness? What exactly is the Ancient Soul? Why do I have a chance? "
Su Ying, Duan Weiwei, Chen Zhen and the rest all sighed. They were disappointed that they didn't obtain the Ancient Soul.
Du Ruo nodded and said, "Under this desolate aura, as long as one's mind is in a meditative state, they will fall into the sea of consciousness. The Ancient Souls are the souls of the dead from the ancient era. They flowed out from the spatial cracks and looked for the host. "
Yang Qingxuan was startled and said, "I understand. But why is there a brick on top of Xiao Feng's head? Could it be that the brick is also a soul of the dead? "
Chen Zhen turned around and said, "Souls of the dead are not only the souls left behind after the death of living creatures. Some Martial Spirits will also drift between heaven and earth after the death of the host. They won't disperse unless there is a chance."
Du Ruo said, "Chen Zhen is right. The Void Heaven Ancient Battlefield is a strange and terrifying place. There are countless ownerless Martial Spirits. This brick should be a Martial Spirit before, and now it has found Xiao Feng's host. "
Yang Qingxuan immediately understood and realized that the thousands of monsters in the sea of consciousness were actually Ancient Souls!
He said in a daze, "After the host, does that mean the previous Martial Spirit will disappear?"
Du Ruo said, "You think too much. The power of the Ancient Souls is looking for a home. There are several possibilities after the host, but they will choose the best way to evolve. Some Ancient Souls will merge into the host's original Martial Spirit in the form of energy. Some people will have two Martial Spirits at the same time. But there are also situations like you said, where the Martial Spirit is replaced by the Ancient Soul. But no matter which way it goes, it is definitely the best choice. "
The others were also stunned. Meng Rui said in astonishment, "Two Martial Spirits? Is that possible? "
Du Ruo nodded and said, "Before coming to the Heavenly Consort Academy, I read many books about the Void Heaven Ancient Battlefield in the Regal Cloud Palace. There are indeed people who have two Martial Spirits at the same time after obtaining Ancient Souls."
"Sigh! I ran around in the sea of consciousness for half a day without seeing a single Ancient Soul. In the end, I got tired and came out. "
Su Ying said gloomily, "Wen Wen's life is still good." Then, her eyes flashed with envy.
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "The first to obtain an Ancient Soul was Wen Wen?"
Wen Wen was sitting cross-legged not far away. Her whole body was waxen, but her face seemed to be more spirited. She seemed to be in some kind of state and was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
Du Ruo said, "Yes, Wen Wen was the first to obtain an Ancient Soul. She should be in a state of fusion now. She is really lucky." Her face was also full of envy.
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