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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations Within the gloomy weapon space, Du Shaofu's nascent spirit spread out, playing with the weapon's soul.
Another three days passed. During these three days, Du Shaofu deliberately ignored the weapon's soul. Instead, the weapon's soul approached Du Shaofu of its own accord.
Sometimes, when Du Shaofu deliberately walked away, the weapon's soul would follow him.
"What exactly is the young temple master planning? He should be able to place a soul imprint now, shouldn't he?"
Dongli Diao looked at Du Shaofu, who was playing with the Artifact Spirit, with a puzzled look in his eyes. Everyone had been waiting in the Artifact Space for more than ten days.
"That weapon's soul is too strong. I'm afraid the young temple master isn't confident he'll be able to forcibly place a soul imprint on it. I trust he has his own plans," Wuma Sheng said to Dongli Diao.
Wuma Sheng said to Dongli Diao. As a Talisman Master, he was naturally more familiar with this than Dongli Diao.
Jiangchen sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, beginning to meditate.
"Can you understand what I'm saying? Perhaps you'll be able to understand, right?"
In the air, Du Shaofu's nascent spirit power rippled gently as he stared at the weapon's soul.
Within the weapon's soul, all sorts of blades, spears, swords, and halberds flickered with light. They floated quietly in front of Du Shaofu, as if they really could understand Du Shaofu's words.
"Can you really understand? Do you want to leave this place immediately?"
Du Shaofu's eyes lit up with joy. He immediately continued asking the weapon's soul.
Whoosh ….
The weapon's soul gazed at Du Shaofu. Light filled the air, it cheerfully circled Du Shaofu, as if it really could understand Du Shaofu's words.
Du Shaofu's eyes lit up with joy. After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and murmured, "Let's give it a shot. This is the only way."
As soon as he spoke, the box on Du Shaofu's back opened. The Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold floated in front of him. Suddenly, the entire weapon space rumbled and shook.
"Boom …"
In this weapon space, the ground of the weapon was filled with cracks.
"Roar!"
The Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold appeared. It was entirely purple gold with the bones of a tiger and the posture of a dragon. The secret patterns of the Green Dragon and Black Tortoise flickered. The tiger beast on the sword hilt roared ferociously and was about to pounce.
At this moment, the Artifact Soul trembled and stared at the Purple Gold Heavenly Tower.
Feeling the aura of the Purple Gold Heavenly Tower, the weapon's soul seemed to trust Du Shaofu and was not frightened.
Du Shaofu narrowed his eyes. It seemed to be better than he had imagined. He formed a hand seal and the new artifact spirit of the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold immediately flew out.
"Hula …"
A dazzling talisman rune shot into the sky from the Purple-Gold Heavenly Tower. Its power erupted like a volcano. The roars of dragons and tigers, the cries of birds and turtles sounded like thunder and wind.
Within the light was the illusory image of a sword. It looked exactly the same as the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold. Talisman runes flickered. It was the manifestation of the artifact spirit that Du Shaofu had placed in the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold.
However, the artifact spirit was still relatively weak. Compared to the weapon's soul, it was still far too weak.
"Hiss …."
Off in the distance, atop a mountain of weapons, Jiangchen, seated cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked at Du Shaofu.
The artifact spirit's appearance caused the weapon's soul to flicker with light. It seemed to be sizing up the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold's artifact spirit with curiosity.
"Merge with it and you'll be able to leave this place and come with me."
The power of Du Shaofu's Nascent Spirit spread out gently as he spoke to the artifact spirit. At the same time, the sword-shaped artifact spirit of the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold slowly approached the weapon's soul.
"Roar …."
Suddenly, the weapon's soul moved. Saber, spear, sword, and halberd transformed into a bolt of lightning. It was so close that Du Shaofu's Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold's artifact spirit was completely unstoppable. Then, it swallowed it whole.
"Not good …."
Tao Yu and Yu Mingyuan sensed something off in the distance. Their eyes widened in shock, but there was nothing they could do.
"Puchi …."
Du Shaofu coughed up a mouthful of golden blood. The Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold's artifact spirit had been crushed and swallowed by the weapon's soul.
Du Shaofu looked as if he'd suffered a heavy blow. His face instantly turned deathly pale!
"Buzz buzz!"
As the artifact spirit was swallowed, the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold trembled, accompanied by the incessant wails of ghosts and gods.
"We failed."
Jiangchen's figure instantly appeared beside Du Shaofu. The weapon's spirit had been swallowed by the weapon's soul. His chances of retrieving the corpse core were even lower now.
"Hiss hiss!"
As soon as Jiangchen appeared, the artifact spirit seemed to be startled. It instantly burrowed back into the weapon and disappeared.
"My estimation was wrong."
Du Shaofu smiled bitterly. He hadn't expected his estimation to be so wrong. Even the artifact spirit of the Heavenly Palace of Purple Gold had been swallowed up.
"What should we do now? The artifact spirit has been startled. I'm afraid it won't come out again. It's unlikely we'll have a chance to forcibly place a soul imprint on it."
Jiangchen furrowed his brows slightly, his dark eyes rippling with emotion.
Du Shaofu glanced at the weapon's space. The weapon's soul had already disappeared. His chances of summoning it again were slim.
After a moment, Jiangchen said to Du Shaofu, "There's not much time left. Why don't we leave first? Perhaps once we leave, the experts of your sect will have a way to suppress the old artifact spirit."
Beneath his mask, Du Shaofu's gaze flickered. He looked back at Jiangchen, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said softly, "You all should leave first. I want to try one last time. Perhaps if I stay here alone, the artifact spirit will have a chance to come out."
Jiangchen looked into Du Shaofu's eyes. After a long moment, he nodded.
Afterwards, Jiangchen, Lin Weiqi, Dongli Diao, Stone, and the others left the weapon's space.
After Jiangchen, Lin Weiqi, Stone, and the others left, Du Shaofu glanced around and said, "I know you're in here. Come out. I won't hurt you."
His words echoed through the air, but they didn't cause any ripples. The artifact spirit didn't appear again. It was as if it had vanished into the vast weapon's space.
… … …
Atop a mountain peak, Zhu Xue gazed into the distance. Her delicate and beautiful face focused slightly.
Then she turned to Guo Ming and the others and said, "Up ahead is the great opportunity. When the time comes, the space there will change, and divine lightning will descend. However, at that time, countless powerful evil spirits will appear on the Evil Spirit Dead Beach. They'll seem to be guarding it. If we want to obtain the Divine Lightning Body Tempering Divine Lightning, we'll have to charge through the Evil Spirit Dead Beach and purge the evil spirits. This is the duty and responsibility of all cultivators of the Central Continent. "
Guo Ming nodded. He could sense that the space in front of them was somewhat unusual. There were faint traces of spatial distortions.
"It seems that we'll need another two or three days. There should be some movement up ahead. Let's get ready," said a young Martial Emperor from the Profound Talisman Sect.
Zhu Xue nodded. The disciples of the Profound Talisman Sect all sat down cross-legged and meditated, waiting for the final change in space.
The space around them was quiet. There was an invisible, oppressive atmosphere that shrouded the space.
As they waited in silence, more and more people gathered in the area.
After another two days, figures flickered, blotting out the sun.
These people weren't as quiet as the disciples of the nine great powers. Clamorous discussions could be heard, and it was noisy and noisy.
However, no one dared to disturb the people of the nine great powers. Whether it was the strength of the nine great powers themselves or the strength of their disciples, they were existences that ordinary people couldn't afford to provoke.
As time passed, the space in front of them became more and more distorted.
Black fog began to gather from all directions. Clearly, there was something up ahead that was about to happen.
… … …
In the gloomy valley, black fog surged. Countless evil spirits raised their heads. Their blood-red eyes looked even more frightening and strange in the dim space.
Three figures stood in front of the countless evil spirits. Black fog surged around them.
They were two men and a woman. The aura on their bodies distorted the space around them. They were terrifyingly powerful.
A thin middle-aged man in a black robe was faintly discernible in the space. He wore a black hood, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes. He looked at the black fog in front of him and said in a sharp and cold voice, "Those humans and beasts are here. It's been another thirty years."
"We've waited for another thirty years. This time, it should be about time. As long as we can make a breakthrough, we won't be trapped in this land of death anymore."
A burly man in a black robe was faintly discernible. He had short red hair that looked like a mane on his head. His eyes were filled with blood-red light.
"Haha …"
The woman giggled. She had a beautiful figure. Her bright red silk dress was trailing on the ground. Her beautiful black hair was only tied up with a few bright red hair ribbons. She was as elegant and pure as a budding lotus flower. However, there was a hidden seductiveness in her. She said to the two people beside her, "Get ready. It's better for us to leave first. Although those humans and beasts aren't here, they've set up a talisman formation here. We'll be in trouble once they notice our presence."
"Tsk tsk …"
The three figures then turned into black fog and disappeared on the spot.
"Roar …"
It was just that this valley stretched far into the distance, and the terrifying Evil Spirits had gathered from some unknown place.
It was as if the evil world had opened its door. More and more evil spirits gathered, and they were everywhere in the mountains and plains.
… … …
In the Divine Thunder Mountain Range, only the major forces and some small and medium-sized forces had set up camp for the past few months. As time passed, countless people swarmed in from all directions of the Middle Continent.
The densely packed crowd covered the entire Divine Thunder Mountain Range. It was bustling with noise and excitement.
"Looking at the time, I'm afraid it's about to open!"
"The Space-Time Talisman Formation will open in the Heavenly Talents Competition. We'll be the first to know. It's the biggest event in the entire Middle Continent that happens once every thirty years!"
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