Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Threat
Hearing Luo Zheng's affirmative tone, Ling Shuang and the purple Yang soul were slightly stunned.
"The strengthening-type can indeed give you great power, but power is not everything," Ling Shuang advised.
"I know," Luo Zheng nodded.
"Then you still want to choose the Nirvana token?" The purple Yang soul asked again.
In reality, the purple Yang soul did not care about the Nirvana token Luo Zheng chose. He only wanted to express his goodwill to Ling Shuang.
"I'm sure."
As he spoke, Luo Zheng picked up the Totem of the God of Power from the Brahma Plate.
Ling Shuang had a general understanding of Luo Zheng's personality. Once he decided on something, it was meaningless for others to persuade him. Only he could make the decision. Furthermore, the strengthening-type was not weak as a mainstream choice.
"You're done choosing. It's my turn," Ling Shuang smiled and lowered her head to search for the Nirvana token on the Brahma Plate.
In reality, Ling Shuang had already taken a fancy to one of the Nirvana tokens. It was the "Twin Flowers" on the right side of the twelfth circle. The power of the Nirvana Realm contained 150 Jun of power. However, the "Twin Flowers" belonged to the support-type of Nirvana token. It had a special ability to duplicate one's original body!
The "Taiyi Sword Technique" that she cultivated was already extremely powerful. Furthermore, there was a move in the "Taiyi Sword Technique" that required the cooperation of a person. If the person cooperated with the person and their minds were connected, the power would be even greater. The Twin Flowers was naturally an excellent choice.
"I want this," Ling Shuang reached out and plucked the flower.
She did not pass the test of the Brahma Plate. However, since Ling Shuang dared to take the Nirvana token on the twelfth level, she was naturally confident that she could bear it. The purple Yang soul did not say anything.
Ling Shuang and Luo Zheng obtained their respective Nirvana tokens. The next step was to integrate them into their souls and bear them in their bodies. At this moment, two people suddenly walked in from outside the Yin Sect.
One of them was originally waiting in the Yin Sect with the rest. When Ling Shuang showed the soul necklace, he only took a few glances and left quietly.
The Yang soul of the person behind him was faintly glowing purple. This clearly told everyone that his soul cultivation was enough to reach the Thirteenth Heaven.
Just as Ling Shuang and Luo Zheng were about to leave, these two people to stop them..
"Sister Shuang! You've finally reached the fourth layer of heaven! "The purple sun soul said.
When Ling Shuang heard this voice, her brows furrowed slightly. She didn't say anything, but her Sun Soul exuded a feeling of disgust.
"Since you've already reached the Fourth Layer of Heaven, you should come to Mount Taihao to inform your elder brother. I've found an extremely powerful Nirvana token in Mount Xueming. It's very suitable for you!" The purple Yang Soul said again.
"There's no need for that," Ling Shuang said coldly. "I can't afford to owe Mount Taihao a favor!"
The purple Yang soul chuckled. "How can a mere Paramita token from the Color Realm count as a favor? They're all gifts from me to Sister Shuang. "
"Haha, hasn't your Taihao Mountain always threatened my grandmother with the favor you owed her? Humph! "Ling Shuang left with Luo Zheng after saying that.
The purple Yang Soul finally noticed Luo Zheng's existence and stretched out its hand to block him. With a "hua" sound, a wave of soul pressure was released.
When fighting in the Nirvana Realm, they all relied on the soul to fight.
This person's purple Yang Soul was already at the peak of the Color Realm and was far stronger than Luo Zheng. When this pressure erupted, Luo Zheng was suddenly shocked. Although his reaction was extremely fast, the pressure was too strong and directly pressed Luo Zheng against the wall of the divine temple.
"Who are you! How dare you hold my Sister Shuang's hand! " This purple Yang Soul exuded a ruthless aura. This aura surged within the Yin Sect and the others also felt the pressure.
Luo Zheng's Sun Soul was pressed tightly against the wall and was almost unable to move.
Although he had absorbed two Spirit Crystals in the Nirvana Realm, with his current soul cultivation, he could barely enter the sixth layer of heaven.
Facing this person from the thirteenth layer of heaven, he was definitely unable to resist.
Even so, Luo Zheng still circulated his soul power and tried to struggle out of this pressure.
"Xu Youwei! Stop it! "Ling Shuang saw Luo Zheng being pressed against the wall and was also abnormally agitated.
Xu Youwei laughed and said, "Sister Shuang, this kind of person is not worth mentioning. Is he worth you pleading for him? Just kill him. "
When the three purple Yang Souls in the Yin Sect heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
They already knew the identity of the person who was acting presumptuously in the Yin Sect. It was the young master of the Taihao Mountain, Xu Youwei. This person's background was not inferior to Ling Shuang's and they could not afford to offend him.
However, to kill someone in the Yin Sect without saying a word was too much. After all, those who entered the divine temple were all disciples of the Heavenly Palace.
When Luo Zheng heard that this person wanted to kill him, his expression suddenly turned cold.
Those people in Dragon City did indeed want to kill people at the slightest provocation. However, ever since he entered the Heart Flow Sword Sect, he got along well with the others. He did not expect to meet such a person anywhere.
At this moment, Luo Zheng felt a careless voice in the depths of his mind. "Do you need my help?"
The person who spoke was 9527.
Although its soul power was not strong, as a split soul of a Primal Chaos Ancient God, its understanding of souls was much stronger than the average person. It was naturally unrealistic for 9527 to fight against an existence like Qiu Yinhe, but it was not difficult to deal with a mere Yang Soul in the Color Realm.
Luo Zheng did not speak. After all, there were too many people here. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he naturally did not want to reveal his trump card, 9527.
However, the soul pressure was like an invisible hand that exerted itself on Luo Zheng's Yang Soul. Its power was getting stronger and stronger!
"I told you to stop. Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Ling Shuang's resolute and cold voice rang out. The soul necklace on her chest suddenly exploded with a powerful soul pressure.
A small soul sword once again appeared above Ling Shuang's head.
This was not the first time Luo Zheng had seen this small soul sword, but it had never been so solid. The entire surface of the small soul sword was suffused with a purple light that flowed in all directions.
Xu Youwei felt the pressure of this small soul sword and his expression changed slightly. He did not doubt that Ling Shuang's sword would kill him.
The three purple Yang Souls in charge saw that the situation was getting out of hand and rushed over.
"We are all members of the Celestial Palace. Why do we have to fight over such a small matter?"
"Young Master Youwei, I think we should just forget about it …"
"How about we both take a step back …"
In fact, when Xu Youwei saw Ling Shuang's ruthlessness, he was already regretting it. He did not expect Ling Shuang to be so protective of this kid who came out of nowhere.
Under the persuasion of these three people, Xu Youwei found a way out. He smiled faintly and said, "That's true. I don't need to bother with this guy."
Then he withdrew the pressure he had released back into his body.
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