Chapter 1031 - 325 A Close Defeat

Chapter 1031: Chapter 325: A Close Defeat

Chapter 1031 -325: A Close Defeat

Wang Ying and Wang Wei saw the elder emerge from the pavilion, and without rising, they respectfully performed a salute, “Greetings, Master.”

“Rise,” Wang Yuan, with the demeanor of a grandmaster, said to them indifferently as he waved his hand, “Do not engage in such empty formalities, make haste and be on your way.”

The two stood up, and Wang Wei said to the elder with emotion, “To still require Master’s concern for us at this time, we are truly at fault.”

Hearing Wang Wei’s words, Wang Ying suddenly remembered the elder’s condition and eagerly asked, “Yes, Master, is your soul body without issue?”

“Do not worry about this old man,” the elder, always deep and towering like a mountain, said urgently, “What is most critical now is to help Wang Chan through the imminent peril. There is no time to delay, you must set out at once.”

Within the Soul Palace, the master could naturally sense everything. Having heard Wang Yuan’s plan, Wang Chan, who was outside controlling the Thunder Formula, also found it to be feasible, “I leave the Five Thunder Divine Incantation and control of Divine Thunder to you, Master.”

The elder raised his head, gazing at the sky above the Soul Palace and nodded slightly, “If that is so, very good!”

Wang Wei and Wang Ying exchanged a glance, returning to their own place of lavish indulgence and splendid halls, while the now reassured Wang Chan also began to disengage his soul from his body.

A luxurious Soul Palace drifted out from within Wang Chan, who was in control of the thunder formation. It contained two mysterious forces, and the formation, now deprived of its soul’s guidance, began to wobble. Even the Divine Thunder long knife’s lightning attraction started to buzz with instability, out of control.

However, this unstable state was quickly stabilized, as Wang Yuan’s soul took charge of the Soul Palace, helping the physical body to regain control of the intricate thunder formation, and cast a reassuring look toward the Soul Palace.

Unburdened by any further concern, Wang Chan didn’t hesitate with his three souls, and under the cover of the Heavenly thunder, kept building up strength. Circling around the battlefield of Divine Thunder and the dark sphere, he aimed directly at Demon Lord Gou Chen from below!

To a martial artist, the soul, the unified presence of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits and the concentration of the essence, energy, and spirit, is as mysterious as the brain’s Sea of Consciousness. Over a thousand years of flourishing martial arts, the study of the soul never ceased. The Wang Clan of the far south, masters of the arcane, was among the best.

That’s why Wang Chan was able to perform Soul Casting for those separate personas and ensure that each was stronger than the average creature from the Fierce Realm. His own soul was as sturdy as a fortress. Although unable to achieve the Zen sect’s level of manifesting a golden body, the strength and resilience of his soul were by no means inferior.

This was also the reason he agreed to Wang Yuan’s plan because with the innate strength of the Three Souls, combined with the unique soul techniques of the Wang Clan, the resulting power was no less formidable than that of a combined strike of Fierce Realm powerhouses; this force acted directly on the soul and internal organs. Even a grandmaster-level powerhouse would find no advantage against the Three Yang Soul Slayer Array.

As Wang Yuan had said, Demon Lord Gou Chen and he were both fully engaged in their methods, reaching a delicate balance. The addition of any external force could disrupt this balance, and among the powers they could utilize, the Three Yang Soul Slayer Array was undoubtedly the strongest.

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Embracing a conviction of certain victory, the Soul Palace, encompassing Wang Ying and Wang Wei, wildly continued to draw Heavenly and Earthly Qi. Three different hues of equally pure soul forces stirred together, turning into Three Yang Divine Power, attacking toward Demon Lord Gou Chen below the dark sphere of the soul.

The sudden proximity of the killing array formed by the three Yang souls caused Demon Lord Gou Chen to display an incredibly bizarre expression, exciting Wang Ying immensely!

“He’s scared, he’s frightened!” Wang Ying, controlling the power of the Three Yangs, laughed manically, “Even Demon Lord Gou Chen can feel fear. Kill him, kill him!!!”

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This was the second time since his birth that Wang Chan had been pushed to such a critical life-or-death situation; the previous occurrence was when he was five years old, when a ferocious ghost possessed him. Wang Chan had been scared stiff. If it weren’t for Wang Ying’s timely takeover of his body, Wang Chan might have died at that moment.

All the souls believed that Wang Ying was the bravest and strongest soul inside Wang Chan, even though he was young. This recognition wasn’t wrong, but it also wasn’t entirely accurate.

In fact, at that time, Wang Ying was even more scared than Wang Chan, but because he loved his little brother Wang Chan so much, he felt that if the ferocious ghost consumed Wang Chan’s essence, he would die too. That fear was incredibly real and more terrifying than the thought of ceasing to exist, and it was from that boundless fear that Wang Ying’s courage originated.

Since then, he had detested all actions requiring bravery and only wanted to eat and drink happily. As for someone like Demon Lord Gou Chen, who had once again triggered his fearful memories, Wang Ying just wanted to get rid of him and be done with it!

The Three Yang Soul Slayer Array, bolstered by Wang Ying’s will, gained an extra measure of power, sufficient to split mountains and overturn ridges, which greatly boosted the confidence of the three souls within it.

Perhaps it was due to extreme fear, but the Devil Lord Gou Chen began to talk nonsense.

“Let me think, who was the last guy who was so brazen as to expose his soul in front of me.” He said.

Instead of evading the impending Three Yang Soul Slayer Array, Gou Chen was leisurely recalling, “The Blood God Sovereign? Yes, it was that arrogant bat spirit. Actually, if he hadn’t exposed his soul, there was not much I could do to him, but he just had to crash into me. Maybe he thought his soul was strong, kind of like you guys, right?”

To the souls, the prey’s last ramblings were met with cold smiles on their lips. The Blood God Sovereign was a great demon of ancient times and had long been killed by Yinglong Ao. Although Demon Lord Gou Chen seemed to possess astonishing cultivation, to say he was a figure from ancient times would be an insult to their intelligence.

Because even the longest-lived practitioner in the history of the Human Race hadn’t broken through the seven hundred year barrier, for someone to randomly claim to have lived two thousand years was a joke!

The Three Yang Soul Slayer Array infiltrated Demon Lord Gou Chen’s body as expected. The Spiritual Power contained within the three Yang souls, if unleashed, could grind a large mountain to powder.

With such a powerful force as support, the three souls should be fearless, yet Wang Chan’s face was ashen; he knew he had lost this battle.

Before the three souls stood a great grindstone that could seize the essence of heaven and earth. Its disc was powered by the Yin-Yang force, with the Innate Qi of heaven and earth as its axle. The large disc opened its grinding mouth, and with one scoop, it thoroughly enveloped Wang Chan’s three souls. The supposedly sturdy Soul Palace crumbled in an instant within the Yin-Yang Grinding Plate.

Demon Lord Gou Chen was Tang Luo, Longxi’s Pride. Seeing this divine grind spanning the void, Wang Chan could no longer be ignorant of the true identity of this famous Devil Lord of Zhongzhou, but at that point, he was trapped with no escape. Even if he had figured it out, what could he do?

The outer walls of the Soul Palace crumbled while the grinding plate, pushed by the two-colored Innate Qi rod, mercilessly rotated, eroding everything inside, be it Spiritual Power or willpower.

“Wang Chan, quickly think of a way!”

Wang Ying pleaded with Wang Chan in a crying voice.

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