The powerful pressure made it hard for Xing Jue to breathe. Not only did his body, which was originally flying forward, begin to slow down, he instantly lost his balance. In the end, Xing Jue actually fell into the clouds below.
"What's going on with this power?"
"This … seems to be the suppression of the soul. It's actually a suppression from the depths of the soul. Ever since the soul of the Soul-eater Clan was unsealed, this is the first time I've been suppressed by the power of the soul!"
Xing Jue fell onto the clouds in a sorry state. He turned over with all his might and looked at the power that was suppressing him from the sky with an incredulous gaze.
Only then did he realize that the top of his head was completely covered by the black gas and it was pressing down on Xing Jue. And that … was the Dark Soul that the Soul-eater Blade had mentioned.
Seeing the majestic and terrifying Dark Soul pressing down on Xing Jue's small body, Xing Jue struggled to stand up. However, at that moment, he seemed so powerless. It was as if … his soul was trembling. At that moment, he had completely lost the power to resist.
"Damn it, am I, Xing Jue, really going to die here?"
In the face of such a situation, Xing Jue gritted his teeth and his fists were clenched so tightly that creaking sounds could be heard. He was not angry, but he was unwilling to accept it. He had put in so much effort and sweat along the way. If he really died here today, in the hands of his clan's Spiritual Weapon, Xing Jue would really feel extremely wronged.
"Little brat, you're really too weak!"
However, just when Xing Jue was extremely unwilling and even on the verge of despair, a summoning voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, Xing Jue felt his vision go black. When he regained his senses, he found that he was actually in the depths of a pitch-black space.
At this moment, Xing Jue's surroundings were flowing with imperceptible streams of light. There seemed to be a strange object in front of him, but most importantly, Xing Jue actually felt an extremely familiar feeling here. This was actually the origin of Xing Jue's soul, and the strange object was the talisman that Soul Cry had shot into his body.
The surface of the talisman exuded an indescribable gas that Xing Jue could not describe. Although it did not have a physical form, it hovered there like a powerful demon dragon. As for how powerful it was, Xing Jue could not tell. It seemed to surpass everyone on the continent.
"Senior, were you talking to me just now?"
The strange talisman didn't move at all, nor did it make any sound. Seeing this, Xing Jue could only ask cautiously.
This was because Xing Jue did not project his consciousness into the origin of his soul. Now that he was facing a fatal threat, he did not have time to think of a way to escape, so he would not come here to waste time.
However, it just so happened that his consciousness had entered the origin of his soul at such a critical moment. This meant that it was very likely that this mysterious existence had summoned him here.
"Otherwise, who do you think it is?"
Just as the Punishment Execution's voice sounded out, the hoarse voice that was filled with an ancient aura from before rang out once again. At the same time, the thin gas that surrounded the talisman instantly became denser. Two cold glints also appeared from within and looked towards the Punishment Execution.
"Err … May I know why senior is calling me?" The mysterious existence's voice was filled with dignity. Although it was not specifically threatening, the moment it spoke, Xing Jue could not help but feel his heart tremble. He then asked cautiously.
"What is it? Of course it's to save you. "
"Brat, your life and death originally had nothing to do with this god."
"However, the Soul-Devouring Blade actually used this god's power to deal with you, so this has something to do with this god."
"This god will make an exception to help you this time. However, your life and death will be in your hands in the future. This god will not help you again."
"Finally, I'll give you a word of advice. Brute courage is not the action of a wise man. Before you have absolute confidence, it's best not to touch anything dangerous. Otherwise, what happened today will definitely happen again."
"Scram!"
The mysterious existence's voice was like thunder roaring in Xing Jue's ears. Not only was it clearly reflected in his ears, but it was also firmly imprinted in his heart. As the last two words resounded, Xing Jue discovered that his consciousness had returned to his body. In front of him was the world of the Soul-Devouring Ancient Tomb.
However, to Xing Jue's surprise, the dark soul that should have covered the sky had completely disappeared at this moment. It had completely dissipated as if it had never appeared. When he looked at the Soul-Devouring Blade again, he saw that the Soul-Devouring Blade had revealed its true form.
The Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit actually swept towards Xing Jue at a terrifying speed with a resentful gaze. Moreover, as it flew over, it did not stop roaring.
"Bastard, you bastard."
"What did you do? Hurry up and hand over my Dark Soul. "
"Otherwise, I'll tear you into pieces while you're still alive!"
"Roar!"
The Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit was extremely fast. When Xing Jue understood the situation in front of him, the Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit had already arrived with a loud bang.
As it waved its right arm, it actually turned into a sharp giant claw. The giant claw contained extremely terrifying power, and when it waved, cold light shot out in all directions. If Xing Jue was hit by it, he would probably be torn into pieces in an instant.
"Swoosh!"
In the face of such a situation, Xing Jue almost subconsciously leaped up and retreated. At the same time, he waved his sleeve to release a ray of Battle Qi in an attempt to slow down the Soul-Devouring Blade's attack.
"Bang!"
"Ahh ~ ~"
However, when Xing Jue leaped up, a surprising scene happened. Not only did Xing Jue's speed increase by a few times, he instantly pulled away from the Soul-Devouring Blade.
The moment the Battle Qi that he casually released came into contact with the Soul-Devouring Blade, it actually sent the Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit flying. When the Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit landed on the ground, Xing Jue was shocked to find that its aura was already extremely weak.
"What's going on, I …"
"This power, I actually … broke through to the high-level Combat Emperor realm!"
The sudden change caused Xing Jue to be shocked. In order to find out the truth, Xing Jue hurriedly projected his consciousness into his body. As soon as he did so, Xing Jue realized that he had unknowingly broken through to the level of a high-level Combat Emperor.
Furthermore, at this moment, his soul force had undergone an earth-shattering change. It was actually a few times stronger than before, and even the essence of his aura had changed a lot. That … was actually the aura of the Dark Soul.
"Could it be …"
"No, it must be. It must have helped me."
With regards to such a change, the first thing that Xing Jue thought of was the mysterious object residing in the origin of his soul. The mysterious object had said that the Dark Soul seemed to be its power, and it said that it wanted to help Xing Jue. Although Xing Jue didn't know how it did it, he was sure that it was the mysterious object that helped it.
The change in the blink of an eye had completely changed the situation. Such a dramatic change was difficult for Xing Jue to imagine, because all of this was filled with impossibility. However, no matter what, it had truly happened, and it was a great thing for Xing Jue.
With incomparable joy and excitement, Xing Jue once again cast his gaze towards the Soul-Devouring Blade's weapon spirit. At this moment, the weapon spirit seemed to have recognized the situation in front of it, and its resentful eyes were now filled with fear.
"Bastard, what exactly are you? Why are you able to devour and refine the Dark Soul that I have painstakingly refined for thousands of years! "
Although the weapon spirit also showed panic in the face of the sudden change in the situation, its unwillingness to accept it still drove it to find out the reason behind all of this.
"Heh, I think you have forgotten one thing. The Dark Soul is a power that is deposited with you. Since it is deposited, it does not exist, and you can refine it. I am only taking back what belongs to me. Don't you understand?"
Xing Jue slightly narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He stepped on the void and walked towards the weapon spirit of the Soul-Devouring Blade.
"You … you … what are you doing?"
"So what if you have stolen my Dark Soul? Don't forget that this is my territory. "
Seeing that Xing Jue was walking towards it, the weapon spirit became even more panicked. As it stared at Xing Jue, it dragged its heavily injured body backwards, as if it wanted to return to the Soul-Devouring Blade.
"Ta!"
Just when he was not far from the weapon spirit, Xing Jue suddenly stopped, and then looked at the body of the Soul-Devouring Blade that was filled with yearning. Looking at the Soul-Devouring Blade that was as large as a mountain, Xing Jue could not help but smile in anticipation.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Xing Jue struck out with his right arm, and the moment his right palm spread out, a majestic suction force burst out from his hand. At this moment, the violent hurricane was like a flood that had broken through a dam, and it had already blocked everyone's vision.
The powerful force caused the weather in the area to change. Countless pieces of rubble attacked towards the Punishment Executioner like a storm, but they were all shattered within half a meter of the Punishment Executioner, turning into dust.
Under such a powerful force, even the Soul-Devouring Blade that was firmly inserted into the mountain began to tremble violently, as if the powerful force was summoning it.
"Sh * t!"
Seeing that the Soul-Devouring Blade had changed, the weapon spirit of the Soul-Devouring Blade also realized that something was wrong. He tried his best to stand up, as if he wanted to return to the body of the Soul-Devouring Blade. However, the power displayed by Xing Jue was too strong. Not to mention returning to the body of the Soul-Devouring Blade, it was extremely difficult for him to even take a step forward.
"Bang!"
Finally, the Soul-Devouring Blade could not resist Xing Jue's power. Along with the collapse of several mountain peaks, the huge Soul-Devouring Blade finally burst out, broke away from the shackles of the earth, and shot straight towards Xing Jue.
But the strangest thing was that the huge Soul-Devouring Blade that was as large as a mountain actually shrank rapidly after leaving the mountain peaks. In the end, it turned into the size of the Blade of Asura and fell into Xing Jue's palm.
With the Soul-Devouring Blade in his hand, the violent gale instantly subsided, and the place returned to its original state. Xing Jue looked at the Soul-Devouring Blade in his hand with excitement. After looking at it for a while, Xing Jue smiled with satisfaction, then looked at the battered artifact spirit and said, "The Soul-Devouring Blade is a Soul-Devouring Blade.
"Actually, I want to tell you that from now on, this is my territory!"
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