Who would have expected that the princess of Wang Yangguo, who was favored by the King, would suddenly "betray" him within two to four hours?
Who would have expected that the number one expert of Wang Yangguo, Chacha, who was known as an expert in the vast Chaos Sea, would be beaten up and unable to retaliate?
What exceeded the expectations of the Spirits was the method of controlling the Spirit Core that had been leaked from Xuan Du's hands. Secondly, Yang Jian, the body cultivator who had suddenly appeared.
In the Chaos Sea, a five-colored ball of light flickered gently. It was wrapped in layers of Chaos aura. If one did not get close, they would not be able to discover the abnormality.
Within the five-colored ball of light, there was a bloody mist everywhere. It was a rather bloody scene.
On a pile of rotten flesh that barely resembled a human, two figures were wrapped in their own Dao runes. They were studying a fist-sized diamond-shaped gem.
That was the Spirit Core of General Wang Yangguo, Chacha, and it was also where his essence soul was. Although it was enveloped by the Xuan Gang and temporarily cut off the connection between the Spirit Core and the surrounding body, as long as the Xuan Gang around the Spirit Core retreated, the blockhead, ahem, the giant would recover in an instant.
"Such an astonishing body. He's really a fierce general." Yang Jian clicked his tongue in wonder and praised Kong Xuan with a smile.
Kong Xuan pursed his lips. "I don't see how he's fierce. He didn't even have a chance to retaliate in front of you."
"It's just an absolute difference in strength," Yang Jian said calmly. "I also used my full strength from the beginning. It's difficult for a person of the Chaos Spirit to cultivate in the Chaos. It's not bad that he has such a powerful body."
"Now, you know how to cherish talent. You don't ask about his personality or care about his past."
"I don't have the time to figure that out now." Yang Jian shook his head slowly. "Take it. There are still hundreds of quasi-sage experts waiting to be taken in as subordinates."
Kong Xuan raised his hand. This time, he was a little more careful. Moreover, with the experience of controlling the princess, he was obviously much more skilled in casting the spell.
Compared to Ao Xinke, although the cultivation of her Primordial Spirit was much lower than that of Kong Xuan, after Yang Jian entrusted this method to Ao Xinke, Ao Xinke studied and comprehended it conscientiously for a long time, for fear that she would damage a spirit core and cause a loss to Yang Jian.
This was probably the difference between a friend and a wife.
The way to control the spirit core was to carve a complicated restriction on the Chaos Spirit's soul through the spirit core.
When Kong Xuan was done, he raised his head and looked at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stood there, looking up at the place where the Five-colored Divine Light was gathered, lost in thought.
"Hey, don't be distracted. Hurry up and drip some blood!"
"You do it." Yang Jian smiled. "If there's a war in the future and I die, how many strong physical cultivators will be left?"
Kong Xuan was obviously stunned. Then, he murmured in a low voice and did not refute. He dripped three drops of blood into the spirit core.
Soon, the spirit core shone brightly. Ancient Daoist Rhymes flowed slowly, and the restriction around the spirit core slowly seeped in …
An hour later, Kong Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.
"It's done."
Yang Jian smiled as he nodded his head. He withdrew his Profound Handle, and his spirit core flashed with light. Puffs of blood mist returned to his body, and his body that had been forcefully shattered by Yang Jian began to reform again.
Then, Yang Jian opened his left hand towards a corner. Amidst a slightly terrified scream, a head flew over, and blood dripped continuously. It was a rather frightening sight.
However, this head belonged to Wang Yang's Prime Minister. He was also the mastermind who persuaded Wang Yang to send troops this time.
Kong Xuan immediately complained with a look of disdain, "You're even accepting this?"
With a flick of his finger, Yang Jian flicked the other party's spirit core out of the top of his head. He smiled and said, "If it has done many evil things, let it be used as cannon fodder during the battle. It's good to make use of trash."
"I really don't know where the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du got such an evil mystical ability." Kong Xuan shook his head. "Keep this. I feel disgusted looking at it."
"Of course."
A moment later, Cha He's huge body knelt on one knee in the void. The small head returned to his left shoulder, and the woman from the Spirit Race with a pair of light wings behind her knelt on Cha He's shoulder.
Yang Jian asked, "What's your name, Princess?"
"Master, my original name was Murong He. This was given to me by my teacher, a cultivator of the Primordial World. Please give me a name, Master."
"In the future, you'll be called … Murong Xiaohe." A thought surfaced in Yang Jian's mind. The three fellows in front of him were the best choice to secretly control Wang Yangguo.
"Thank you, Master!" The princess replied happily. She knelt there dignified and obedient.
Although she was a good choice to be a maidservant, Yang Jian was a little resistant to using mystical abilities to control "puppets". He suppressed that thought.
With a few simple words, Yang Jian ordered the three of them. With the "intelligent" Prime Minister around, he did not have to worry too much.
After sending the three of them back to prepare, Yang Jian and Kong Xuan began to think about how to take down Wang Yangguo in the shortest time possible.
After chatting for a while, the two of them had already roughly decided on a few steps.
If he wanted to secretly control a country of the Chaos Spirits, he would definitely have to set off a coup d 'état. Then, he would take advantage of the chaos to control the core of the country and slowly devour it.
Kong Xuan said in a low voice, "With this mystical ability to control the Chaos Spirit Core, as long as you have enough time, the Chaos Sea will be under your control …"
"What are you trying to say? Just say it directly. "Yang Jian could tell that there was something else in her words and said calmly.
Kong Xuan said, "Since the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du knew that there would be an extremely difficult death tribulation in the Primordial World, why didn't he do that when he had been in the Chaos Sea for so many years?"
Yang Jian could not help but fall silent.
"I know that you're a disciple of the Dao Sect. You have a preconceived notion of trusting the first disciple of the Dao Sect. However, you should be careful when you do things." Kong Xuan's eyes dimmed. "So what if we're from the same clan?"
Yang Jian turned to look at her and smiled. "Let's get down to business first. Perhaps Uncle-Master also feels that this is not the right path and is unwilling to go against his Dao heart."
"If he doesn't go against his Dao heart, he'll let you do it?"
"I've received too much care from the sect. Master, Grandmaster, and Uncle-Master have protected me all the way to this realm. It's only right for me to bear these responsibilities."
Kong Xuan sneered and cursed, "I didn't expect you to be a good disciple of the Dao Sect. Why? Do you think that the Primordial World will definitely be destroyed by those powerful enemies without you? Or will you really be able to defeat those supreme experts who have lived for who knows how many years with your help? "
"Or could it be that you're just yearning for the Pangu God who opened up the Primordial World by himself and want to be the second Pangu?"
"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, what are you asking for? In my opinion, you're just a disciple of the Dao Sect who doesn't have his own opinions. You're not a Perfected Lord. "
Yang Jian could not recover from her scolding. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but Kong Xuan subconsciously dodged.
"Actually …"
"Actually what?"
"I'm only glad that I have the opportunity to protect my family and friends. In the future, even if there's only a slim chance, I will try. It's better to have hope than to not have any hope at all. "
Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan and hesitated. He forced a smile.
Kong Xuan pulled a long face. "What's the point of not finishing your sentence?"
"It's a little extreme," Yang Jian said casually. "I don't care if I become a Saint or go crazy. I only care if Little Chan 'er, Master, and Mother are still alive in the end. I only care if they have a peaceful world and live freely with their fellow disciples and good friends. Of course, I want to live too."
This time, it was Kong Xuan's turn to be silent.
"Let's do what we need to do. It's useless to say that. Those powerful enemies won't care about our relationships."
Yang Jian called out and wrapped the two of them in Xuanqi before heading to the huge ferocious beast warship.
Love and affection?
Kong Xuan looked at Yang Jian's figure and felt that he could not understand it. There was a hint of gentleness in his gaze.
Why would cultivators need relationships?
But what would happen if there was only one person left in the world?
For some reason, when Kong Xuan thought of that situation, his Dao heart began to ripple. He was even a little lost.
Love and affection …
Shouldn't cultivation forget relationships? Why should I care about relationships?
…
Wang Yangguo's army began to behave strangely. The battleships scattered above the army began to be summoned by the commander one after another.
Tens of millions of Chaos creatures who were marching on the ground often raised their heads and glanced at those people who flashed by.
Finally, that situation lasted for two days and two nights. The battleship finally stabilized.
Hundreds of Primordial World cultivators above the Daira realm made up half of the experts in the army. Most of them were Daira. At that moment, their cultivation levels were secretly sealed and they were imprisoned.
With Yang Jian here, even great cultivators in the Quasi Sage Realm would rarely be able to resist.
The entire process was rather peaceful.
Yang Jian asked roughly. Most of the Daira cultivators who were detained felt that it was difficult for them to break through in the past few Yuanhui and went to the Chaos Sea to try their luck.
As for the Primordial World cultivators who were quasi-saints, most of them had fled to the Chaos Sea to "take refuge" during the Great Magi-Demon War. Later, they felt that the Chaos Sea was not bad and cultivated there.
What surprised Yang Jian even more was that there were two Connate lifeforms who had cultivated since ancient times. However, their aptitudes were not good. After the demons became powerful, they had no choice but to leave their homes and wander in the Chaos.
There were many Connate lifeforms in such a situation, but they were all in the Chaos Sea region, which was relatively far from the Primordial World. Moreover, they went in all directions.
Other than that, the Primordial World had been shattered during the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation. Countless living beings of the Primordial World had been thrown into the Chaos Sea. The races that could survive gradually evolved into the Chaos Spirits. Most of the Chaos Spirits near the Primordial World were "born" like that.
The reason why the Chaos Spirits were able to cultivate on a large scale was because of the Connate lifeforms who had escaped from the Primordial World during the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation.
They had scattered countless fire seeds, which was why the Chaos Sea was filled with the tribes of the Chaos Creatures.
After learning that, Yang Jian began to think about whether he should change his stance towards the Chaos Spirits.
Wang Yangguo's army continued to approach the Xuandu City. However, the Chaos creatures probably did not know that all the experts above Daira in this army had already surrendered to the enemy and changed sides.
In the past two days, Kong Xuan was really exhausted. When he heard Yang Jian say that he was done, his forehead broke out in cold sweat. He sat cross-legged and meditated.
The experts gathered in Yang Jian's Life Hall dispersed. Soon, the place became empty.
Yang Jian took two steps to the side and released the two "captives". One was the handsome man from the human race that Murong Xiaohe had tried her best to rope in. The other was the "highlight" that Yang Jian was paying attention to, Spirit Master Rain, who had been easily tricked.
Kun Peng's disciple?
Yang Jian did not believe it. How could the Demon Master Kun Peng be a kind-looking "teacher"?
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