Before Nanshin could react, he suddenly felt an invisible force tearing at his soul. The force was moving towards the pedestal in the middle of the formation.
At the same time, Zhang Juncheng, who was on the pedestal, also understood. "Haha, little friend, your subordinate's method is truly marvelous."
As Zhang Juncheng's voice fell, Ye Xin, who was standing beside Lin Qian, could clearly see a humanoid shadow appear from the body of the alien on the pedestal.
On Nan Xin's side, the phantom of a horned outsider appeared on the human's body.
Under the illumination of the formation on the dome, an unfathomable pulling force forcibly moved the souls of the two.
The soul of the purple-horned alien sank directly into the original body of the alien on the pedestal.
As for Zhang Juncheng's soul, it returned to his original body and fell to the ground from midair.
On the pedestal, the two-horned alien slowly raised its head. The pitch-black eyes of Zhang Juncheng when he was in it had now turned a dark purple.
On the other hand, Zhang Juncheng's human body slowly climbed to its feet after falling to the ground. His body looked exhausted, but his eyes were bright and full of spirit.
"In the end, my own body is still better." Zhang Juncheng lowered his head to look at his hands. He couldn't help but clench his fists tightly and close his eyes.
Dong! Dong!
A dull, drum-like sound rang out. Lin Qian and Ye Xin couldn't help but look in Zhang Juncheng's direction. The sound had come from his body.
As the sound gradually rang out, Zhang Juncheng's originally pale skin also became ruddy.
"So powerful." Ye Xin was very surprised to see this scene.
Beside her, Lin Qian also nodded. He sighed inwardly. This Zhang Juncheng was indeed worthy of being the sect leader of an ancient sect.
After returning to his body, Zhang Juncheng must have stimulated his heart to beat and invigorate his entire body.
Zhang Juncheng's heartbeat reverberated in all directions. Even from the side, one could see Zhang Juncheng's strength.
"Human brat, could it be that this is your solution?" Nan Xin's purple eyes flashed with mockery as he spoke to Lin Qian from the pedestal.
Lin Qian turned his head and looked at the pedestal.
By now, the Outsider, Nanshin, had already returned to his original body. However, the location of his physical body's heart was pierced through by a crystalline chain formed by the power of the spell formation. His entire body was bound up, and he could not move at all.
However, purple soul power was surging around his body, and his aura was gradually recovering.
"What do you want?" Lin Qian looked at Nanshin and sneered.
"Your plan is just to shift your body and wait for that old man Zhang to recover his cultivation to kill me." Speaking up to here, Nanshin sneered, "But my recovery speed is far faster than his. Even at my peak, he can't compare to me."
"Unfortunately, this young friend's plan isn't for me to kill him." Unknowingly, Zhang Juncheng had walked into the light pillar of the spell formation and arrived beside Lin Qian.
At this moment, Zhang Juncheng's face was rosy, and he looked no different from an ordinary person. However, his aura was slightly weaker.
"Back then, my cultivation level was indeed lower than yours, so I had no choice but to use this method to trap you. However, the person that this young friend has summoned has unimaginable attainments in spell formations. He will use a sacrificial method to refine you to death. "
When Zhang Juncheng said this, the Scribes standing at the edge of the light pillar gathered together, put the plates in their hands together, and presented them to Lin Qian.
"Your Highness, please activate the spell formation." The leader of the 20 Scribes raised a bronze plate to Lin Qian.
On the bronze plate, a spell formation diagram that was exactly the same as the one on the dome appeared, and it was glowing brightly.
"Refine me to death? Stop bluffing. This spell formation is clearly a defensive spell formation, not an offensive spell formation. How can it refine me to death?" On the foundation platform, Nanshin clearly didn't believe Zhang Juncheng's words and shouted in dissatisfaction.
Lin Qian glanced at Nanshin and grinned, "Sorry, my subordinates accidentally changed the spell formation to an offensive type, so you can just wait for your death."
After saying that, Lin Qian slapped the bronze plate without hesitation and infused it with his Emperor-type soul power.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just as Lin Qian activated the spell formation, the entire second level of the ruins let out a deafening roar.
Visible ripples of the spell formation flowed along the patterns of the spell formation, and finally passed through the crystal chains of the spell formation, rushing towards Nanshin's body.
Light blue flames emerged from Nanshin's heart, and immediately spread to his entire body, burning and roasting him.
"Ah ah!" A mournful scream came from Nanshin's mouth, but Lin Qian didn't have the slightest bit of pity in his eyes.
Not only was his opponent from a different race, but he had also used cruel methods to refine his own race into a walking corpse.
However, using the spell formation to refine his opponent to death, Lin Qian felt that it was letting him off easy.
"Isolate his voice, it's too noisy." Lin Qian ordered the Scribes. After the latter received the order, he gently fiddled with the bronze plate, isolating the sound from the foundation platform.
After settling the matter, the Scribes were sent back to the Hua Xia Empire by Lin Qian.
After the Scribes were sent away, Zhang Juncheng cupped his hands in gratitude. "I really have to thank you for saving my life, little friend, and for avenging my Dang Yuan Sect."
"Senior Zhang, why do you say that?" Lin Qian hurriedly went forward and helped him up.
After that, Zhang Juncheng explained the reason, and Lin Qian finally understood.
It turned out that Zhang Juncheng had used up a lot of energy to seal Nanshin. If not for Lin Qian's arrival and such an incident, his soul would definitely have dissipated after a thousand years.
Moreover, this Nanshin was the main culprit who had almost destroyed the Dang Yuan Sect. Now that Lin Qian had killed him, he had naturally avenged the Dang Yuan Sect.
"To repay you, little friend, the entire Dang Yuan Sect's treasury should be given to you, but …" At this point, Zhang Juncheng wanted to say something but stopped. "I have a presumptuous request."
"Senior, please speak."
"It's the elixirs in the treasury. Can you leave the elixirs above Grade A with me to recover the energy lost over the years?"
Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud. He nodded and said, "These belong to Senior's sect, so why not? However, I need to take one elixir of each of the elixirs above Grade A."
"Of course, that's not a problem." Zhang Juncheng nodded.
The formation was modified by Lin Qian's Scribes, so the formation of the treasury was naturally useless.
After Zhang Juncheng took the elixirs he needed, he was surprised to see Lin Qian wave his hand, and the halls of the treasury disappeared into thin air.
"Little friend, isn't your storage space a little too big?"
Facing Zhang Juncheng's surprise, Lin Qian shrugged and didn't say anything. The Hua Xia Empire was on such a big planet. If it couldn't even contain these treasures, wouldn't it be a joke?
"To have a child like you, little friend, I'm sure your father is very proud." Zhang Juncheng smiled at Lin Qian.
"Yes, it's a pity that they don't know my situation now, and I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Lin Qian frowned and sighed. "I'm afraid that when they think of me, they still think of me as a pitiful child who can't cultivate and are worried."
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