"How … How is this possible …"
Liu Qingyang and the rest were dumbfounded and petrified when they saw the Soul Transformation Stage Artifact Soul being played by Feng Wuchen.
"Damn it! Cunning brat! "The Artifact Soul was extremely ferocious as it gnashed its teeth and trembled with rage.
The Artifact Soul was trapped by Feng Wuchen, unable to move or struggle.
It would do whatever Feng Wuchen told it to do.
"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of Master. I think you're tired of living!" A dangerous smile appeared on the Artifact Soul's face as a trace of viciousness flashed across its dark eyes.
"Master? When did Big Brother Feng become the Master of the Artifact Soul? "Liu Qingyang and the rest were puzzled again.
"Bang!"
A wisp of black flame appeared on Feng Wuchen's palm and slowly spread out under Feng Wuchen's control. A terrifying chill spread out, and the space within a radius of dozens of feet was frozen into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is … Crow Fire?" Seeing the black flame spreading, the Artifact Soul's expression changed dramatically as it said in disbelief, "You actually have Immemorial Crow Fire!"
The Artifact Soul's heart was in turmoil. Immemorial Crow Fire was such a terrifying existence that even Soul Transformation Stage experts were wary of it. But this young junior in front of it actually controlled it!
"A mere Artifact Soul dares to be so presumptuous," Feng Wuchen said coldly as his eyes narrowed.
A moment later, under the Artifact Soul's incredulous gaze, the Crow Fire slowly spread all over its body, turning it into a black flame man.
"You … What do you want to do?" the Artifact Soul asked in panic.
"What's the use of keeping a Artifact Soul that dares to be presumptuous towards Master? Since I'm a Weapon Refiner, I can turn you into ashes at any time and condense a new Artifact Soul. It's as easy as flipping my hand for me! "Feng Wuchen said coldly as he controlled the Crow Fire to devour the Artifact Soul.
"Ah!"
The terrifying Crow Fire suddenly devoured the Artifact Soul, causing it to scream in pain.
On the one hand, it was controlled by Feng Wuchen, and on the other hand, it was devoured by the black flames. The artifact soul was both angry and frightened.
To put it bluntly, it was being beaten while standing still. Not only was it powerless to fight back, it couldn't even touch the place where it was beaten. How could the proud artifact's soul endure such pain and humiliation?
Liu Qingyang and the others were dumbstruck. In front of Feng Wuchen, the Artifact Soul was no different from a kindergartner.
"If I destroy your arrogant artifact soul, I can control the Immemorial Year Ring to break the seal at any time. Why would I need to beg you? Humph! Feng Wuchen said fiercely. He did not show any mercy at all. He was completely trying to devour them to death.
Feng Wuchen was infuriated by the artifact soul's arrogance.
"Big Brother Feng, this … what's going on? How can you control the artifact soul? "Liu Qingyang finally couldn't help but ask.
"Because the Immemorial Year Ring has become my magic treasure. I am now its master. Naturally, I can control it." Feng Wuchen explained with a smile.
"What? It has become Big Brother Feng's magic treasure? "Liu Qingyang and the others were shocked.
"Bullshit! How could it be so easy to subdue a Divine Artifact? Moreover, all magic treasures have their original owner's soul imprint. Even if you are an artifact refiner, you can't forcefully subdue a Divine Artifact without dripping blood on it and erasing the soul imprint. "Young Master Ming suddenly said.
Young Master Ming's words did make sense. To subdue a magic treasure, one had to drip blood on it.
However, Liu Qingyang and the others didn't see it from the beginning to the end. They also didn't see Feng Wuchen use his soul power to erase the soul imprint on the Immemorial Year Ring.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen glanced at Young Master Ming and said with a smile, "You're right. It does need to drip blood on it. When it was absorbing my power, the artifact soul was in an awakened state. I had already let it absorb my blood at that time. How could it notice when it was in an awakened state?"
"What? You had already … "Young Master Ming's face changed drastically.
After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "The Immemorial Year Ring is an Immemorial Divine Artifact. It has been through the Immemorial Age, Ancient Age, Ancient Age, and finally until now. No matter how strong the soul imprint is, it has already become so weak that it can be ignored. How could it stop me?"
"So Big Brother Feng had already planned this!" Liu Qingyang and the others finally understood.
Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, "The artifact soul has always been arrogant because the existence of a Divine Artifact is supreme. Other than its original owner, it will never submit to anyone else. The Immemorial Year Ring is the same. Without preparation, how could one subdue it?"
"You don't know what's good for you! Serves you right! "Liu Qingyang gloated.
"Since it doesn't want to submit, then kill it. Palace Master can then condense another artifact soul that will submit to him." Ye Tianwei said.
"That's right." Feng Wuchen nodded.
As the black flames continued to devour, the artifact soul's cries became softer and softer, and its aura became weaker and weaker.
"Stop! Quickly stop! "The artifact soul could not hold on any longer and cried out anxiously.
Feng Wuchen said mercilessly, "What use do I have for an artifact soul that refuses to submit to me?"
"Master, I am willing to submit! I am willing to submit! Master, please take back the black flames! "The artifact soul begged for mercy, willing to submit.
The energy that the black flames devoured was the strongest in the world. The artifact soul could not resist at all. If it did not submit, it would really turn into ashes.
"Hmph! Unfortunately, it's too late. I don't need a useless and arrogant artifact soul like you. I will condense a new artifact soul to replace you! "Feng Wuchen rejected mercilessly.
Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Young Master Ming was stunned once again.
He did not want to submit? Was condensing a Divine Artifact soul really as easy as Feng Wuchen said?
"Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me! I know I was wrong! Please give me another chance. "The artifact soul begged again and again. It could no longer withstand the black flames.
However, Feng Wuchen was unmoved. The black flames continued to devour crazily.
"Master! Master, please stop! I know the whereabouts of the power of time! I can lead you to the power of time! "The artifact soul became more and more frightened.
"Without you, I can also find the power of time. When I condense a new artifact soul, the power of time will fall into my hands sooner or later. You should give up." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Master, the power of time is not in the seal! This sealing formation seals my original master, it's my original master's grave! "The artifact soul cried out anxiously.
"Oh? The power of time is not in the seal? "Feng Wuchen's expression changed.
"The original master's grave?" Liu Qingyang said in disbelief, "Someone used such a terrifying seal to seal their own corpse?"
Feng Wuchen immediately took back the black flames. He stared coldly at the very weak artifact soul and asked, "Where is the power of time?"
The black flames disappeared, and the artifact soul was completely relieved.
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