Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 397 - 191: Fighting Magic Across Space!

Chapter 397: Chapter 191: Fighting Magic Across Space!

The Five Ghost Emperors are revered above; all vicious demons are subdued and vanquished.

Wang Jixuan swung the Peach Wood Sword from within the Soul Capturing Array, his tongue releasing a sound like that of spring thunder, while a flash of blood encircled below Wu Man, striking harshly at the youth’s back.

Wu Man’s soul was directly knocked out, and at this moment, not only did the soul appear somewhat faint, but a trace of black qi also lingered above his head.

Using the Peach Wood Sword as a guide, a blank talisman fluttered up.

The Daoist bit his finger, a drop of fresh blood falling onto the talisman, causing it to ignite spontaneously.

The Peach Wood Sword in his hand cast sword trails, and the firelight flickered continuously, with the golden Soul Stabilizing Talisman forming out of thin air and attaching itself to the top of Wu Man’s soul.

"Stabilize! Return!"

Wang Jixuan let out two soft shouts.

Wu Man’s soul shrunk back into his body, and the three silver needles trembled lightly as if Wu Man’s soul was being directly nailed together with his body.

Subsequently, Wang Jixuan began to fully activate the Soul Capturing Array.

This Soul Capturing Array is often used in conjunction with other Evil Techniques, which can trap the ’victim’s’ soul within the array and then, by activating the array, it might be possible to capture the ’victim’s’ soul.

Wang Jixuan made some adjustments, perhaps it could retrieve Wu Man’s soul.

Why not use methods of the Righteous Path?

The Righteous Path truly lacks such means.

Generally speaking, Cultivators will cultivate their Primordial Soul, and if the Primordial Soul is gravely injured, that would be the scattering of both soul and spirit. Who would bother to ponder methods for finding a single soul?

If one considers extreme cases, such as Evil Cultivators using Witchcraft to harm some newly initiated disciples...

Then they would simply send over a few elders from Sects, dispatching the Evil Cultivator’s mountain with a single sword strike, without going through the trouble of trying to retrieve the soul.

—The biggest advantage of their Righteous Path Sects is their purity and origin, with fewer going demon and more having long lifespans.

The array was activated for roughly one or two minutes.

Wang Jixuan suddenly furrowed his brows.

He leapt back two meters, twirling the Peach Wood Sword in his hand and fixated on the top of Wu Man’s head.

The three silver needles trembled madly, as if they were about to fly out in reverse.

There was resistance!

Or rather, someone on the other side was attempting to suck away the remaining soul of Wu Man!

The moment Wang Jixuan took action, there was no reasoning for him to give up halfway, he shouted, "Mu Dan! Shattered Crystal Core!"

"Yes!"

Mu Dan, who was already prepared, made a gesture, and seven mechanical maids quickly rushed to the corners, bringing several portable hydraulic machines to the four corners of the array.

Thereafter, baskets of Crystal Cores were placed into the hydraulic machines and crushed.

A thick white fog enveloped the area, and the power of the array surged dramatically!

Wang Jixuan felt that Wu Man’s Heavenly Soul seemed to be returning, but that force dragging Wu Man’s soul persisted.

"Don’t stop! If the Crystal Cores aren’t enough, have them delivered! No one else approach here! Shen Qionglin, take control!"

Shen Qionglin, who was trying to understand the situation from the corner, nodded coolly.

Mysterious symbols immediately flickered into existence around her, ready to take action at any moment.

...

Meanwhile.

At the ceremony pit for the Promotion Ceremony of the Beast Speaker.

The Beast Speaker clutched his forehead in agony as the symbols on the walls of the pit flickered at a high frequency.

An old man’s face emerged on the membrane outside the ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ mouthpiece, and right now, it was incredibly... contorted.

Yes, contorted.

This was a situation it utterly failed to understand.

Does the Promotion Ceremony of the Spiritual Ability User elicit such reactions?

It was actually quite old, so old that it had broken through the limits set upon it, evolving from a High-level Preacher Blade Beast to a Sub-King Level Preacher Blade Beast, and later, after many long years, reached the standard of a King-level Blade Beast.

Within the entire Blade Beast Clan, beings like it were also few and far between.

Hence, it was the sage, the keeper of the Blade Beast Knowledge.

Special individuals like itself were the main driving forces behind the rebellion against the Spirit Cultivator civilization and their ultimate victory.

For situations like the current one, learning the Promotion Ceremony from the civilization of Spirit Cultivators, it had actually performed it numerous times already, directed at the ’Original Humans’ scattered across different planets.

This was the first time such an accident had occurred.

The ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ felt some concern.

The Beast Speaker, who bore the title, was still of great use to it.

Suddenly, a grey shadow appeared over the Beast Speaker’s body.

This shadow slowly rose.

Soul leaving body!

A black vortex spontaneously appeared above, with blood lights seeping downward from the vortex, solidifying into chains that wrapped around the Beast Speaker’s soul.

At this moment, because the Beast Speaker was undergoing a Promotion Ceremony, he was extremely vulnerable!

The ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ made a decisive action!

It raised high the Scepter embedded with a King-level Crystal Core, the old man’s face on its conjunctiva appearing to be howling upward.

All the symbols stopped flickering, became consistently bright, and then light erupted!

White light, like many hands, pressed down on the Beast Speaker, forcefully pushing the Beast Speaker’s soul back into his body.

The soul?

The ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ suddenly realized something.

A force was attempting to steal the soul of the Beast Speaker.

Although the ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ did not understand how this was possible, it knew that Spirit Cultivators had such a technique.

Because the very foundation of the Blade Beast Clan’s birth was the ’Soul Creation’ experiment project of the civilization of Spirit Cultivators.

"You, don’t even think about it!"

The ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ slammed down its Scepter forcefully, light burst forth from the spot, the Beast Speaker clasped his head, screaming miserably as powerful telekinetic forces took the shape of blades lashing outwards, and the heads of a few Level Spirit Ability Users kneeling in the corner were cleanly severed.

"Fuck! What’s going on! Something’s got me tied up! I can’t muster any strength!"

"Shut up!"

The ’Blade Beast Sacrifice’ was thinking rapidly, scouring its ancient memory for a solution to this situation.

But it quickly discovered.

It truly had never encountered such an issue, and at this moment, it couldn’t even directly destroy the still-existing grey vortex.