In the face of Feng Ya's anger, Zhuo Bufan chose to accept it completely.
Fortunately, Feng Ya didn't overreact. She only trapped him.
Zhuo Bufan was very obedient and didn't try to break the black lotus at all.
He listened to Fengya's words and reflected on himself honestly.
He did need to reflect. Some promises couldn't be made casually.
"Ah, forget it! It just so happens that I don't have a place to stay. I'll just stay here for a few days! "
"It's been a long time since I went to Yunmeng Jie. I wonder if the guys in Yunmeng Jie still remember the legend I left behind."
Zhuo Bufan obediently sat inside the black lotus. Then, his soul left his body and went to Yunmeng Jie.
Ever since he was chased by Albino, Zhuo Bufan didn't go to Yunmeng Jie.
The last time he went to Yunmeng Jie was with his teacher, Zu Jiuling.
Therefore, when Zhuo Bufan arrived at Yunmeng Jie, the Soul Altar he appeared at happened to be Zu Jiuling's "Limitless Life" camp.
When he arrived at Yunmeng Jie, Zhuo Bufan immediately opened the Soul Code and checked his basic situation.
Soul Code: Life and Death Code
Cultivation: Primordial Spirit Realm
Level: Level 50
Soulpoints: 1,291,283,750 Soulpoints
Required Soul Power to Advance: 4,987,788 Soul Power Points
Zhuo Bufan looked at his soul cultivation. It was at Level 50 of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Then, he looked at his soul energy. Holy shit!
Zhuo Bufan was dumbfounded.
He had accumulated close to 1.3 billion soul energy.
During the time he wasn't in Yunmeng Jie, more and more cultivators joined his Soul Altars.
These cultivators were under Zhuo Bufan's command and contributed a portion of their soul energy to him every day.
In other words, Zhuo Bufan's soul energy was completely contributed by his subordinates.
He didn't need to go around stealing Soul Altars or resources.
Right now, Zhuo Bufan had more than two thousand six hundred Soul Altars under his name, and more than five million disciples under his command. Every day, he could earn close to thirty million soul points.
Over the past month that he had been gone, he had still been able to gain more than thirty million soul points every day.
His soul power had already reached the point of exploding.
"I'll raise my cultivation to the pinnacle of the Primordial Spirit realm first."
Zhuo Bufan began to consume the Soul Power he had obtained to continuously increase his rank.
Fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three, fifty-four … fifty-eight, fifty-nine!
Zhuo Bufan's Divine Soul cultivation began to increase rapidly.
Every time he ascended a level, a beam of light would be released from his body.
The light pierced through the heavens and the earth, and everyone within a hundred miles could see it.
Many people were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
"Wow! What was going on? Someone rose nine levels in a row? "
"Who is so powerful? Let's go and take a look! "
"That's crazy. Nine levels in a row. That's a miracle!"
Many people flew in the direction of the light.
After increasing his Divine Soul cultivation, Zhuo Bufan still had close to eight hundred million soul points left.
After all, rank fifty-nine was Zhuo Bufan's current limit.
He could only continue to increase his Divine Soul cultivation after reaching the Possession realm.
However, the remaining eight hundred million soul points were not completely useless. Zhuo Bufan looked at his Lifebound Soul Artifact, the Sword of Life and Death.
Lifebound Soul Artifact: Sword of Life and Death
Soul Artifact Grade: Rank 70
Soul Power Consumption: 2,000,000
Soul Artifact Upgrade Cost: 22,225,700 Soul Artifact
Zhuo Bufan did not think too much about it and used all his remaining soul power to upgrade the Sword of Life and Death.
In the end, he reached rank eighty in a single breath.
His eight hundred million soul points had basically been used up, and his Sword of Life and Death had risen ten levels.
According to the Sword of Life and Death's ability, the Sword of Life and Death could instantly kill any soul cultivator at or below rank eighty.
In other words, Zhuo Bufan could instantly kill any soul cultivator at or below the Sixth Mastery Realm in Yunmeng Jie.
This was not just awesome, it was awesome to the point of exploding!
However, as the Sword of Life and Death increased in rank, Zhuo Bufan's Sword of Life and Death consumed ten million soul points every time it was used.
According to him, it was thirty million soul points a day.
In other words, he could only use the ultimate skill three times a day.
Although it could only be used three times a day, it was already very awesome.
After all, there were very few people in Yunmeng Jie who were above rank eighty.
Perhaps only the Sect Masters of some sects would have such a high cultivation.
After increasing his cultivation and the Sword of Life and Death's level, Zhuo Bufan still had forty million soul points left.
Then, he tidied up his outfit and changed into white clothes and a white cloak.
For some reason, he suddenly preferred white.
After upgrading his equipment, he tidied up his outfit.
Zhuo Bufan left the Soul Altar.
By the time the curious people arrived, Zhuo Bufan had already disappeared.
"I wonder if Teacher is here."
The person Zhuo Bufan should be most grateful to was Zu Jiuling.
If Zu Jiuling hadn't taught him the Soul Perception Talisman, Zhuo Bufan wouldn't have been able to do well in the Blood Desert, and he wouldn't have been acknowledged by the Eastern Imperial Bell.
Zhuo Bufan came to the seaside house and found that Zu Jiuling wasn't there.
So he left a note.
After that, Zhuo Bufan returned to the "Limitless Lifespan" Soul Altar and found many people gathered around it.
"Hey, hey, did you see the rainbow light released by this Soul Altar?"
"Of course I saw it, I came for that. That's the light released by increasing the rank of one's soul power. "
"Just now, someone increased their soul power nine times in a row, and then increased the rank of their soul artifact ten times in a row."
"It must be someone incredible, but he seems to have left."
These people surrounded the "Limitless Life" Soul Altar and said.
"If I'm not wrong, it must be a great expert."
"It's very likely that the great experts who went to the Blood Desert to adventure have returned. Yunmeng Jie has become lively again these days."
"Yes, when the Blood Desert appeared, most people went to seek opportunities. Yunmeng Jie has become much quieter. "
"Now that the Blood Desert is full of dragons, Yunmeng Jie will return to its liveliness."
Because of the Blood Desert's Rise of Ten Thousand Dragons opportunity, almost everyone in the world went to the Blood Desert to seek opportunities.
This way, Yunmeng Jie would naturally become much quieter.
After all, on the journey to find treasures, every second counted. Who would come to Yunmeng Jie to have fun?
Now that the ruins of the Blood Desert were buried under the crimson sand again, the cultivators who went to adventure began to return.
These people began to return to the Cloudy Dream World, improving the cultivation of their godly souls without stopping.
"The Blood Desert's Rise of Ten Thousand Dragons this time is very lively."
"All the prodigies are competing against each other. Even the Enlightened Masters went to seek opportunities. "
"Speaking of which, the Blood Desert this time has caused a lot of disputes! And a few big things happened that will shake the world. "
"What big things?" Someone asked.
"You don't know? The first big thing is that the Little Venerable of the Temple of Charms took away the Qing Emperor's relic, the Donghuang Bell! "
When these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar. Zhuo Bufan stood behind the crowd and smiled awkwardly.
It seemed that the news of him taking away the Donghuang Bell had spread throughout the world.
This was the reason why the Dreamcloud Realm was so troublesome.
Any secret would no longer be a secret here.
All that was needed was a small "World Trumpet" — to let the world hear it.
Then, Zhuo Bufan had a headache!
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