owlsbooks Chapter 182 Soul Collection! Soul Sealing! Soul Refining!
Chapter 182 Soul Collection! Soul Sealing! Soul Refining!
In the ruins!
The Taoist elder, the senior disciple of the Fu Sect, the Thousand Insect Elder, and the Ghost Head Monk were locked in a fierce battle!
However, none of the three had yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage!
Facing an old monster in the Foundation Establishment stage like the Taoist elder, they gradually began to be at a disadvantage.
Especially the Ghost Monk.
With one arm gone, his fighting ability dropped drastically!
In several encounters, he almost had his head chopped off!
Knowing they were no match for him!
Ghost Monk also fought and retreated, looking for an opportunity to escape, saying:
"This old guy's aura is weakening... Let's join forces!"
Upon hearing this, the eldest disciple of the Fu Sect remained silent!
With only three of the ten paper figures remaining, his face was terribly gloomy!
The Thousand Insect Elder snorted softly and said:
"You wish! Don't think I can't see through your thoughts!"
The Ghost Monk grinned!
He gritted his teeth and said, no longer pretending:
"Either we all die here, or we all escape together. It's up to you!"
"Kill!" The senior disciple of the Fu Sect gritted his teeth and once again led three paper talisman figures to attack!
The Thousand Insect Elder and the Ghost Head Monk exchanged a glance and once again unleashed their full power!
With the three of them working together, their power was immense!
However, the old man in the Taoist robe remained fearless.
Holding a peach wood sword, he dealt with the three attacks with the ease of an immortal!
The exquisite swordsmanship fell like a curtain of rain.
After losing another paper figure, the senior disciple of the Fu Sect began to retreat rapidly!
Seizing the opportunity, he sped eastward without the slightest hesitation!
Ghost Monk, as if by telepathy, also headed west!
"Damn it... you want me to handle this all by myself?"
The old man with a thousand insects was dumbfounded when he saw this!
Not knowing when the two had colluded, he could only bite the bullet and exchange a palm strike with the old man in the Taoist robe!
Using the powerful recoil, he also headed south!
The three went their separate ways, and the scene quickly descended into chaos!
"Trying to run? Where do you think you're going..." The old man in the Taoist robe grinned and immediately threw the wooden sword in his hand away!
next second!
He stepped on the wooden sword and transformed into a rainbow as he headed towards the Ghost Monk!
That speed was several times faster than that of the three of them!
Flying on a sword!
The Ghost Monk, who was speeding along, was terrified when he saw this scene!
If he had known this place was so dangerous, he would never have come here to die!
It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now!
"Don't kill me... ah..."
Under the powerful sword energy, Ghost Monk's head fell to the ground, his body and head separated!
The Taoist elder who descended from the sky sheathed his wooden sword, smiled, and instantly flew off on his sword to chase after the other two!
Not long after the person left.
Chen Fan, wielding a golden bowl the size of a mustard seed, has arrived!
Upon seeing the headless corpse on the ground, a thought immediately struck him!
In an instant, the body of the Ghost Monk vanished!
A world within a bowl.
in the courtyard.
Upon seeing the corpse fall to the ground, Ji Daozi, Wei Gonggong, Ren Dahai, Zhu Ping, and Ling Huanzi all took action to suppress it!
"Ah...where am I...let me go..."
Visible to the naked eye!
Inside the Ghost Monk's head, a ball of silver-gray light emerged!
It was his soul.
Under the old man in the Taoist robe's sword, Ghost Monk's physical body was destroyed!
But his soul has not yet perished!
After Chen Fan put it in the bowl, he immediately ordered his men to suppress it!
"Master...this guy's physical body has probably reached the strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Ren Dahai frowned and said.
"This soul... far surpasses that of a cultivator at the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining Realm, at the Great Perfection stage!"
Chen Fan nodded slightly.
He squinted at the Ghost Monk, and a pitch-black wooden stick covered in runes immediately appeared in his hand!
It's the Black Soul Sail!
With a smile playing on his lips, Chen Fan waved his hand, and instantly billowing black mist rose from the Black Soul Sail!
With all his spiritual power poured into it, the black mist gradually formed the shape of a flag!
On that sail, there was a faint, indistinct character for "soul"!
Chen Fan, who had summoned the Black Soul Sail, had a sudden thought. He then bit his fingertip, spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and sprayed it onto the sail while silently reciting the incantation to collect souls.
"Ah...this is...this is soul collection...Are you a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect?"
A scream came from the ghost monk's soul!
He was then taken into the Black Soul Sail, where he was no longer under control!
Upon receiving it, Chen Fan felt the Black Soul Sail vibrate violently!
He almost lost his grip, and couldn't help but silently recite the Soul-Sealing Incantation again!
The next moment, the Black Soul Sail returned to silence!
Seeing this, Chen Fan, whose forehead was covered in sweat, breathed a sigh of relief!
The Black Soul Sail is divided into three stages: Soul Collection, Soul Sealing, and Soul Refining!
The first two steps are the simplest, and with his current cultivation level, he can do them easily.
The only difficult part is the third step!
Soul Refining!
According to the Black Soul Sail Technique.
The living souls that were taken into the sail had, in a sense, become his slaves.
If one can successfully refine its soul, one can even control the soul in battle!
However, the difficulty of refining the soul is too great, and Chen Fan is still far from being able to do so with his current strength!
When he breaks through to the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Realm, he might be able to try Soul Refining!
Thinking of all this, Chen Fan put away the Black Soul Sail in front of everyone.
Such a bizarre method caused Ji Daozi and Ren Dahai's expressions to change slightly!
Clearly, they were somewhat intimidated by the increasingly formidable old eunuch before them!
"Don't be afraid..." Chen Fan smiled, his eyes narrowing as he saw this scene.
"As long as you behave... we won't invite you to sit in the Black Soul Sail!"
Ji Daozi, Ren Dahai, Ling Huanzi, and Zhu Ping's expressions changed!
Only Eunuch Wei was fearless!
He glanced at the corpse on the ground, arms crossed, and said:
"Is there going to be a fight later?"
"The opponent is a Foundation Establishment stage old monster," Chen Fan said with a smile.
"If Eunuch Wei wants to draw his sword, we can let you out!"
Eunuch Wei fell silent!
He turned around, picked up a hoe, and went to work in the fields!
Chen Fan shook his head slightly upon seeing this.
He glanced at the corpse of the Ghost Monk, then took out the storage bag from his waist.
Only then did he calmly give the order:
"Tashan!"
Roar!
Tashan, who had long smelled the stench of blood and flesh, let out a low roar.
He couldn't wait any longer, so he dragged the ghost monk's body to the corner and feasted!
The bloody scene made Hei Feng and Xiao Hua tremble with fear.
The horses, now in the stable, frantically absorbed spiritual energy!
Look closely!
After consuming the flesh of the Ghost Monk, Tashan's aura surged once again!
The crimson scales are turning dark red!
Two fleshy lumps also grew on his head!
And this change is not over yet.
The tower, having devoured so much flesh and blood, continues to grow stronger!
Upon witnessing this scene, Chen Fan's eyes revealed a hint of excitement as he said:
"Could it be that body-refining cultivators are a great tonic for Tashan?"
Jidaozi, standing to the side, shook his head slightly.
Seeing a puppet evolve on its own for the first time, he exclaimed in amazement:
"Master... the art of puppetry is profound and complex... It is said that the first patriarch of the Yin Corpse Sect was able to fight against Nascent Soul stage monsters using puppets... Congratulations, Master, on comprehending the essence of puppetry!"
Chen Fan smiled without saying a word!
The origins of puppetry are extraordinary; it's definitely not as simple as Ji Daozi thinks!
Having already tasted success, he was considering whether to pull off a big heist!