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Chapter 407

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After more than a month of fighting, there were only four hundred Soul Altars left in the inner sea.

The major factions' fighting for Soul Altars had slowed down significantly.

They had suffered great losses in order to compete for Soul Altars. Right now, the major factions were showing signs of weakness.

Also, the guardian beasts of the Soul Altars were growing stronger and stronger. There were already rank ninety soul beasts.

Sometimes, they could attack for several days and nights without being able to kill a single soul beast.

All the major forces stopped and began to rest and recuperate.

Those who were dead waited for their soul energy to recover. Those who were not dead also began to rest and increase their strength.

As for Zhuo Bufan, he returned to the Temple of Charms.

He could do nothing about the remaining Soul Altars.

He needed some time to accumulate soul energy and increase the level of his time-saving ability. Only then would he be qualified to compete for the final four hundred Soul Altars.

Interestingly, when he stopped, all the factions seemed to stop.

… …

After returning to the Temple of Charms, Zhuo Bufan could finally catch his breath.

In this period of time, he had been running between the major factions day and night.

Creating conflicts, creating conflicts, acting according to the circumstances, unaware of the oriole behind.

In order to cause conflict between the major factions, he had spent a lot of effort.

Right now, he was exhausted. He could only return to the Temple of Charms to rest for a few days.

However, Zhuo Bufan was obviously thinking too much if he wanted to rest.

The Venerable One Conference was held every ten days. He could not escape.

During this period of time in Yunmeng Jie, he had participated in three conferences. In all three conferences, he had flown to Yunmeng Jie to cause trouble.

Seeing that there was a new Venerable One Conference tomorrow, he did not have a chance to rest.

The most important thing was that he still hadn't comprehended the Soul-Reading Talisman.

However, he could not escape the Venerable One Conference.

The next day, Zhuo Bufan came to the great hall with dark circles under his eyes.

Before he could lie down to sleep, knocking came from the main podium.

Tap tap tap tap!

"Attention everyone, we have discussed the problem of the wave theory for five times."

"We haven't reached a conclusion on this issue yet, so if we want to prove this topic, I'll have to ask Esteemed Light Shadow and Esteemed Soul Enlightened to continue working hard in private."

"Today, we'll begin with a new topic. A new proposal from the Soul Exalt, the Eternal Life Theory!"

When the First Palace Master's opening speech came from the stage, the crowd below all exclaimed in shock.

Even Zhuo Bufan, who was about to doze off, couldn't help but perk up his ears and wake up.

"Immortality? Why wasn't this proposal mentioned in the previous proposal meeting? "

Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

At this time, the Soul Elder walked out from the main stage and stepped onto the podium.

She was a Soul Exalt and the only female Lord of the seven Lords.

She was young and promising, a rare talisman genius.

The platinum robe wrapped around her exquisite figure, making her look incomparably elegant and noble.

Zhuo Bufan saw his teacher, Zu Jiu Ling, staring at the Soul Exalt with wide eyes.

Zhuo Bufan remembered that the Soul Exalt had left Zu Jiu Ling alone to talk, but he didn't know what they talked about.

But he could see that his teacher didn't avoid the Soul Exalt's gaze anymore, and there was less guilt and regret in his eyes.

It seemed that the two were planning to get back together.

"Everyone, my proposal is the Eternal Life Theory. It's based on the premise of the Little Venerable's Yuanzi Theory. "

As soon as he said this, Zhuo Bufan listened even more attentively.

"I completely agree with the Little Venerable's Yuanzi Theory. I believe that everything in the world is made up of Yuanzi. "

"Light, storm, fire, lightning, even space, time, and the soul."

"Everyone didn't hear wrong. The things I mentioned are all related to the eight Temples of our Temple of Charms."

"If everyone opposes this point of view, then my proposal is invalid. So, I'd like everyone to first agree with the Yuanzi Theory. Under this premise, we can discuss the Eternal Life Theory. "

Although the Soul Exalt's tone was gentle, it was very prestigious and imposing.

As soon as her voice fell, everyone present dared to pay attention to her speech.

"Based on the premise of quantum mechanics, the Eternal Life Theory is proposed?"

Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

The Yuanzi Theory mentioned by the Soul Exalt was obviously the quantum theory proposed by Zhuo Bufan.

He wanted to hear what brilliant proposal this Soul Exalt had.

"As everyone knows, we humans, and even all life in the world, the origin is the soul."

"Including ascension, we only ascended with our souls, and the physical body is only the host of the soul."

"In other words, our souls are the true state of this world."

"As I said just now, the soul is also made up of different Yuanzi."

"Even if we destroy the soul, shatter it, tear it, suppress it, and seal it."

"These are only the changes in the overall form. The most basic Yuanzi can't be destroyed."

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly when the Soul Exalt said this.

He already knew what the Soul Exalt would say next.

"I've brought an experiment for everyone, please take a look."

After the Soul Exalt finished speaking, her jade fingers waved, and a spirit light flew out from her storage ring and landed in front of him.

It was a square table, and on the square table was a statue of a horse.

"This is a pony that I made from ordinary sand. I only need to pinch it lightly, and this pony will turn into a pile of shapeless sand."

As the Soul Exalt spoke, she destroyed the pony in front of her.

"But if I use a prepared mold again and pile up this messy sand, then this sand will turn into a horse again."

After the Soul Exalt finished speaking, she took out a mold and put the sand in it.

When she opened the mold, the horse reappeared on the table.

Seeing this scene, everyone roughly understood the Eternal Life Theory that the Soul Exalt wanted to express.

After some Venerables saw it, they laughed mockingly.

Some of the Venerated Ones were frowning.

Among them was Zhuo Bufan.

The Soul Exalt's meaning was very clear.

A person's soul was made up of countless yuans. The soul could be destroyed, but these countless yuans wouldn't be destroyed.

As long as they found a way to reconstruct the soul, they would be able to revive a completely dead soul.

It had to be said that the Soul Exalt's suggestion greatly moved Zhuo Bufan.

But at the same time, her suggestion overturned the traditional concept of the soul turning into ashes.

The traditional concept was that once a person's soul died, that person would be completely dead and would no longer exist in this world.

However, the Soul Exalt's suggestion made everyone feel a bit scared.

Because in her view, no one would die. Even if their soul disappeared, it would return to the state of a yuan.

As long as they could find a mold that specialized in reconstructing the soul, that person would be able to be reborn.

No one would die. After death, they would only return to heaven and earth. This was another kind of eternal life.

The Soul Exalt's words completely opened Zhuo Bufan's mind.

"Interesting. Every time my soul was on the verge of death, it would enter the Archive Space. But when I entered the Archive Space, my soul was actually complete."

"Could it be that my soul has been reconstructed?"

Zhuo Bufan wasn't sure, but he had a faint feeling.

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