"How many years have passed since the ancient secret realm cave mansion you know? I'm afraid it has already been destroyed. "Shen Luo pondered for a moment and shook his head.
The most important thing for him now was to repair the jade pillow as soon as possible, and he had no time to look for any treasures.
Seeing that it was useless to persuade him, the Ancestral Dragon's soul was furious and roared, "Since you won't let me go, then let's die together."
After saying that, his body lit up with dazzling golden light, and a powerful soul power fluctuation continued to expand, and he was about to self-destruct.
"Want to self-destruct? If you were suppressed by me just now, you would have had the chance, but now … it's too late! " Shen Luo sneered, and the Buzhou Giant Peak shone brightly, and the pressure suddenly increased by ten times. Immediately, the power condensed by the Ancestral Dragon's soul was completely crushed, and he was suppressed under the giant peak again.
"The younger generation will surpass the older generation. I'm not your opponent. Kill me if you want!" The Ancestral Dragon's soul seemed to have completely disappeared with this pressure, and he said dejectedly.
"Your Excellency, you don't have to be so dejected. Although there are grudges between you and me, those things are in the past. It's not impossible to let you live." Shen Luo suddenly said.
"Are you serious?" The Ancestral Dragon's soul raised his head in surprise.
"Now that the Three Realms are in turmoil, the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas are no exception. As the common ancestor of the Dragon Clan, I think you don't want the Dragon Clan to be torn apart, right? If you can assist Ao Hong to revitalize the Dragon Clan of the East Sea, I can let you go. Otherwise, I don't mind imprisoning your remnant soul for thousands of years. "Shen Luo said.
"That's all?" The Ancestral Dragon's soul was silent for a while, and then he said.
"Yes." Shen Luo nodded.
The Ancestral Dragon's soul stared at him strangely for a while, and asked suspiciously, "You just want me to assist Ao Hong and do my best to revitalize the Dragon Clan. You don't want me to do anything for you?"
"No, the old Dragon King has agreed to lend me the Blood Dripping Nine Sea Pearl," Shen Luo said.
The Ancestral Dragon's Soul was still in disbelief and didn't say anything for a long time.
"Although I'm in control of Mount Buzhou, it's still constantly consuming the power of your soul. You probably don't have much time to think about it," Shen Luo reminded.
"I promise you … It's just that I've already lost too much of my remnant soul. Once I leave the Blood Dripping Nine Sea Pearl, I'm like a candle in the wind. How can you guarantee that you'll help me continue to exist?" The Ancestral Dragon's Soul asked.
"Even if you return to the Bloodsoaked Nine Sea Pearls, you can only fall into a deep sleep. I have a way to seal you into Ao Hong's Sea of Consciousness. In the future, you can use his power to slowly recover. As for whether he will set you free in the future, it's up to him to decide, "Shen Luo said.
"Alright," the Ancestral Dragon's Soul said after pondering for a long time.
"Before that, remove the secret technique and sever your bloodline connection with Ao Hong. Wake him up. I have something to tell him," Shen Luo said.
"Once I sever the connection, how can I guarantee that you won't kill me directly?" The Ancestral Dragon's Soul questioned.
"I can imprison your remnant soul and torture it a little. Why would I want to kill you directly?" Shen Luo sneered and asked in return.
Hearing Shen Luo's blatant threat, the Ancestral Dragon's Soul felt that it had no bargaining chips at all. It could not help but sigh, "Is the Human Race the master of the Three Realms now? Are they all people like you? "
Shen Luo ignored it.
A layer of fluctuation surged from the Ancestral Dragon's Soul, and the bead hanging between Ao Hong's eyebrows immediately flew out.
Then, Ao Hong let out a soft cry and opened his eyes.
Seeing this in the distance, Ao Zhong hurriedly rushed up to support him. He looked over cautiously, not knowing whether the person in front of him was still his brother or not.
"Don't worry, he's still Ao Hong." At this time, Shen Luo's voice sounded. His body, which was originally sitting cross-legged, also stood up.
"Are you okay?" Ao Zhong was surprised again. He looked at Shen Luo and asked.
"Of course I'm fine. Why did Mr. Ao Zhong come here? Where are Ao Run and Ao Shun in the ice cave?" Shen Luo shook his head and immediately asked.
"I suppressed them for a moment with the Six Ding and Six Jia Great Array. The two of them used some kind of magical power and escaped from the great array. I consumed a lot of spiritual power, so I didn't chase them. However, the elites of the Dragon Palace have returned from the outside. I just received news that those people have escaped. "Ao Zhong said.
Shen Luo heard this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand.
The ground next to him flashed yellow, and a yellow figure emerged from the ground. It was the Heavenly Fiend Corpse King.
Previously, Princess Wan Sheng's bloody bone flute attacked the Divine Soul. He considered that the Divine Soul contained in the Heavenly Fiend Corpse King was far less stable than a cultivator's Divine Soul. It would suffer more damage, so he let it escape into the ground to hide.
Shen Luo raised his hand and put the Heavenly Fiend Corpse King into the Xiaoyao Mirror, letting it recuperate slowly.
Seeing this move, Ao Zhong's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.
He immediately held Ao Hong's shoulder and shook him awake. Then, he told him about the deal with the Ancestral Dragon's soul in detail. Ao Zhong was stunned.
Ao Hong was also shocked by this sudden change. He couldn't calm down for a long time. However, after experiencing the death of the East Sea Dragon King by the other three Sea Dragon Kings, his endurance had greatly improved.
After a moment of surprise, his expression returned to calmness. He lowered his head slightly and began to think quickly.
"This is feasible." Soon, he looked up at Shen Luo and said.
"Okay." Shen Luo nodded immediately.
"Wait a minute, Shen Daoyou, can you really guarantee that Ao Hong won't be possessed? If there is such a risk, I am willing to take his place. "Ao Zhong was still a little worried.
Previously, he had no choice but to helplessly let the Ancestral Dragon's soul do whatever it wanted. Now that Shen Luo had the situation under control, he naturally wanted to find a safer way.
"It's okay, this Ancestral Dragon only left a wisp of remnant soul. It is already very weak after a while. Moreover, I also have a secret method to suppress it, so I don't have to worry about his backlash. In addition, I will also pass on the Buzhou God-suppressing Technique to Ao Hong. Although he has no cultivation foundation now, I believe that with his aptitude, after cultivating for some time, he will be able to suppress the remnant soul by himself. "Shen Luo said.
Ao Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.
"Brother Shen, I really don't know how to repay this great kindness." Ao Hong felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but say.
"What's the point of bickering about this between us? Come, time is of the essence. I'll pass on the mnemonic chant of the Ethereal Soul Suppression Technique to you first. Try to cultivate it and see if there's anything you don't understand." Shen Luo pulled Ao Hong and sat down cross-legged.
Then, the two closed their eyes and began to communicate with Divine Sense.
… …
About an hour later, Shen Luo saw Ao Hong wake up from his meditative state, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Sure enough, your cultivation is very smooth. After at most three months, you will be able to suppress the Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul by yourself." Shen Luo helped Ao Hong up and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Shen, for teaching me. Otherwise, how could it be so smooth?" Ao Hong said with some shame.
"There is no time to lose. I will send that wisp of remnant soul into your sea of consciousness now. Be prepared to welcome it." As soon as Shen Luo spoke, the three people present became nervous again.
In the space of Shen Luo's sea of consciousness, the golden dragon that was pressed under the small mountain looked listless at this moment. It didn't seem to have much vitality.
He cursed countless times in his heart, thinking that Shen Luo had deceived him.
"Don't forget, this is my sea of consciousness. I can sense your Divine Sense fluctuations." Shen Luo's figure suddenly sounded.
"Brat, are you planning to go back on your word and imprison me in your sea of consciousness?" The Ancestral Dragon's soul said angrily.
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