Specks of scarlet red light containing intelligent soul thoughts appeared as the "Illusory Realm Pearl" exploded.
In the ruins of the tower, the muddle-headed Qi Yunhong felt the call and attraction. Then, with a blank expression, he instinctively began to walk back and forth in a small area.
That area was the place where the crimson light fell like raindrops.
Qi Yunhong's muddy, ignorant, and lusterless eyes were quietly changing as the specks of crimson light entered his body.
Qin Yun stood in front of Qi Yunhong, blocking Qu Jing and Huang Ming, secretly vigilant.
"What a good Qi Yunhong …"
Yu Yuan secretly used a secret technique to open his Wisdom Eye. He could clearly see that every speck of crimson light was a miniature version of Qi Yunhong's soul.
Thinking about it, he realized that the specks of light that contained intelligence were actually Qi Yunhong's Caelum Soul.
The Caelum Soul had transformed into a Yang Soul, but because of the Yang Soul's destruction, it had regressed and manifested.
The Yang Soul's body was the outer armor of the soul. The core of the main body was the soul that had been tempered by the advancement of the Caelum Soul.
Qi Yunhong didn't hesitate to shatter his soul and let the carefully refined Burning Soul Burning Lightning explode along with the fragments of the Yang Soul. He wanted to destroy the Illusory Pearl and scatter its soul.
Now it seemed that he had succeeded in realizing his crazy idea.
The Illusory Pearl turned into powder that filled the sky. The Caelum Soul in the shape of a young girl had most likely also disappeared.
However, the essence of Qi Yunhong's Caelum Soul took the opportunity to splash out and be received by his true body.
A single spark could start a prairie fire. The specks of crimson light that contained intelligence were the kindling of the Caelum Soul. After falling into Qi Yunhong's small world, they could take root and germinate.
In time, Qi Yunhong's Caelum Soul would return to its original appearance, giving him the possibility of condensing the Yang Soul again.
The Caelum Soul carried memories. The Caelum Soul was the crystallization of intelligence.
Therefore, as soon as the crimson sparks fell into his sea of awareness like raindrops, the strange man Huang Ming had taken to be a lunatic became normal again.
Qi Yunhong's true body went from being uneasy and at a loss to being calm.
He bowed slightly to Yu Yuan and said, "Master."
When he heard Qi Yunhong call him master, Yu Yuan knew that with the return of the Heavenly Soul, the madman in front of him had become Qi Yunhong.
With a light cough, Yu Yuan held the Soul Wood Spirit Doll in his hand. He looked at Qi Yunhong, who was floating above one of the doll's fingers, and thought about how his yin spirit was still imprisoned.
"I sent your Yin Spirit in because I wanted to use you to restrain the deadly 'Soul Slaying Lightning'. I wanted to break the 'Pearl of Illusion', but I didn't expect..."
Yu Yuan opened his mouth to explain, but he suddenly fell silent.
He discovered that his thoughts and thoughts could be instantly expressed through the Soul Wood Spirit Doll, and the transmission was completed in a single breath.
So he gave it a try.
Qi Yunhong's Yin Spirit, who was also in the "Soul Wood Spiritual Puppet", knew all of his explanations when he revealed his intentions. He knew that his actions were only to leave the "Pearl of Illusion" and not because he really wanted to imprison his Yin Spirit forever and enslave him.
But...
"You can leave and return your Yin Spirit to your true body and become yourself, Qi Yunhong." Yu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the "Soul Wood Spirit Doll" as he said softly.
Words were law!
His thoughts and inner voice received the response of the Yin Spirit Inscription in the "Soul Wood Spirit Doll". Then, he saw his Yin Spirit Inscription raise a hand that was pressed on the table and point at the doll represented by Qi Yunhong.
Whoosh!
Qi Yunhong's Yin Spirit slowly floated up from the body of the doll.
At this time, Qi Yunhong discovered that there were sticky threads sticking to his Yin Spirit in the form of a soul.
As his Yin Spirit slowly left the doll, he constantly felt weak.
It was as if a layer of skin was peeling off from his Yin Spirit.
His Yin Spirit was still moving up. He lowered his head and saw that the sticky threads were actually his Yin Spirit's soul.
When his Yin Spirit left, these soul thoughts were pulled by the doll and taken away from his Yin Spirit.
Then, the threads gathered into a soul imprint within the doll's body and were forever left in the doll.
Finally, Qi Yunhong's Yin Spirit flew away from the "Soul Wood Spirit Doll".
Under the eyes of Yu Yuan, Qin Yun, Qu Jing, Huang Ming, and many other cultivators of the Seven Divine Sects, it flew into the glabella of his true body.
Qi Yunhong was shocked and the light in his eyes suddenly shone brightly.
His expression was calm with a hint of madness, like a volcano that was tightly suppressed with evil thoughts. The bottom was surging violently, but it looked calm from the outside.
"My Yin Spirit's soul thoughts and consciousness formed a soul imprint. This imprint in the body of the doll can restrict me and know my movements... "
Looking at the "Soul Wood Spirit Doll", Qi Yunhong roughly knew what had happened.
"However, I was already dead. After I exploded, the fragments of my Yin Spirit were gathered again because of him. I came back from the dead because of him, because of that strange puppet. "
"Also, he..."
Qi Yunhong couldn't help but think of the huge soul that he saw inside the doll, which was like an ancient God King.
That kind of majesty that could only be looked up and not directly made him tremble in fear when he thought of it.
He quickly made a decision.
Qi Yunhong, who had fallen from the Sun Spirit Realm to the Soul Wander Realm, once again bowed respectfully to Yu Yuan. "You, loyal and humble subordinate, Qi Yunhong, swear to be loyal to you!"
Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed brightly and nodded. "Good!"
"This is the Seven Divine Sects, our original purpose." After laughing, he glanced at the surprised cultivators of the Seven Divine Sects who had heard the news and came over. He ordered, "You cooperate with him. His name is Qin Yun. Kill those who he thinks need to die!"
Qi Yunhong nodded.
Qin Yun's spirit was greatly lifted.
On the other hand, Huang Ming and the cultivators of the Seven Divine Sects who were watching the fun suddenly changed their expressions.
Qu Jing of the Spirit Void Sect also changed his expression.
"You are mine."
Yu Yuan jumped out of the cauldron and transmitted his thoughts to Yu Yiyi. The dark cauldron suddenly rose into the air.
After that, the cauldron rapidly expanded and turned into a huge black object in the air of the Seven Divine Sects.
A breath that made everyone's soul feel cold began to spread in all directions because of the appearance of Consort Han.
Crack! Crack!
Many low-level cultivators of the Seven Divine Sects were trembling and subconsciously tightened their clothes, only to find that tightening their clothes or wearing more clothes was of no help to resist the cold.
Puff!
A beam of crimson sword radiance, which contained a fierce sword essence that could break through the Ninth Heaven and destroy the Star River, flew out of the scabbard in Yu Yuan's hand.
Qu Jing, who had been alert for a long time, grabbed the big black umbrella and turned to go outside the moment he saw a little crimson flash.
He held the big black umbrella with the umbrella on his back, facing Yu Yuan.
There was also the Falling Moon Slash that Yu Yuan had used.
One after another, the crimson sword light shot toward Qu Jing and the big black umbrella in an endless stream.
Qu Jing turned his back to him. He seemed to be moving slowly, but in fact, he was moving forward very fast. It was as if he had used a secret skill to shrink the distance. In a few breaths, he was already five kilometers away.
The crimson sword radiance chased after him and stabbed into the surface of the big black umbrella with a "puff" sound.
In the air, Consort Han, who was like a cold god, pointed her slender white arm at Qu Jing, who was running away. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she spat out vague syllables that were like divine punishment.
Qu Jing, who was holding the Phantom Spirit Umbrella, shuttled through the lush ancient forest with the help of this magical object.
After Qu Jing walked past, the shorter trees magically turned into Qu Jing. They had the aura of flesh and blood and the fluctuation of soul, as if they were real.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Seven Qu Jings in a row had crimson sword radiance explode in their bodies. Before their flesh and blood fell to the ground, they turned into bark and roots.
With some unknown secret skill, Qu Jing transferred the crimson sword radiance from the Meteor Moon Slash to the illusory trees to help him offset the damage.
Yu Yuan, who had been swinging her Meteor Moon Slash nonstop, had clearly locked onto Qu Jing with her soul awareness. Streaks of lightning that contained sword intent pierced into the Illusory Spirit Umbrella one after another.
However, when the sword radiance shot into the umbrella, Yu Yuan also felt that it had sunk into the sea.
Then, he saw that Qu Jing seemed to be shattered by the sword radiance one after another. When they really exploded, they all turned into trees and flowers.
Qu Jing, who was holding the umbrella, was not in a hurry to leave. After escaping from this forest, he turned his back to Nie Tian and wandered around, turning more trees into Qu Jing's figure.
The essence of the Meteor Moon Slash was continuous. It was one strike after another, and the power of the subsequent sword radiance would gradually increase.
However, if the power of each strike, no matter how much it increased, missed, it would still be meaningless.
Unless …
With this thought, Yu Yuan suddenly saw that the trees, flowers, and the ground in the forest where Qu Jing was hiding were freezing at an astonishing speed.
A deep blue cold mist enveloped the forest like a layer of gauze.
The extreme cold currents that came from the Frigid Abyss of the Nine Hells suddenly intensified.
Crack! Crack!
All of the trees and flowers were frozen and cracked. Affected by the Phantom Spirit Umbrella and Qu Jing's secret skill, they temporarily turned into "dummies" that he could use to improve himself. They fell to the ground with a thud and shattered into pieces of ice.
Qu Jing, who was holding the umbrella, stood at the center of the broken pieces and suddenly found it difficult to move.
… …
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