Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

The remnant soul is very clear about the importance of the Dragon Ball. If he cannot obtain it, the time for the gorgeous young man to advance to the fusion realm will be a long time.

Furthermore, although he was only a remnant soul, he had a method to re-enter the ghost path. And because this method was too against the will of heaven, he needed to make sufficient preparations in advance. At the same time, he needed a strong person in the fusion realm to help him perform it at the last moment.

This is also the fundamental reason why he has been helping gorgeous young people for many years.

Based on this point, the Dragon Ball is a must-win.

Faced with the current situation, he really can't hide anymore, but after all, he is just a remnant soul, with few means at his disposal, and naturally he needs to pay a considerable price.

"What do you need me to do?" With the dragon ball in front of him, the gorgeous young man did not hesitate and asked directly.

"It's actually very simple. If I remember correctly, you seem to have a 'Netherworld Banner' in your hand. As long as I swallow the Netherworld Origin in it, I can temporarily recover a certain amount of strength, and it will be easy to take down that man and dragon."

"What? The Soul Banner!"

Hearing the old man's words, the gorgeous young man's expression suddenly changed.

It's not that he is stingy, it's just that this thing is too important.

First of all, this banner is a genuine "Tiantian Lingbao". Although it is at the end of its stage, it is finally on the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List, and its value is self-evident.

The power of this banner should not be underestimated. It is one of his few killer weapons. He is reluctant to use it on weekdays. If the opponent devours its origin, it will be completely useless.

Of course, the above are not the main points. If he can get the Dragon Ball and have a chance to break through the fusion realm, he can still afford the price of a magical treasure.

The real problem is that this thing doesn't belong to him at all, but to someone else.

The story began two hundred years ago. At that time, I was practicing in a cave. Unexpectedly, one day, the famous 'Corpse Ancestor' in the practice world came to visit me.

'Old Ancestor Corpse' is one of the few beings in both the human and demon races who has reached the peak of the late stage of fusion. His strength is no less than the three emperors of the human race and the seven kings of the demon race.

He was naturally flattered to receive a personal visit from such a being. After asking, he learned that the other party came to him because he had a favor to ask.

By chance, he got a magical treasure called 'Nether Soul Banner'. Although it ranks relatively low, it is very compatible with the other party who practices the way of corpse.

Therefore, the other party attached great importance to this treasure. It was a pity that the banner was still in a broken state at that time, and it required a lot of time and energy to slowly repair and nurture it.

Not to mention repairing it, it requires a lot of top-level materials and a top-level equipment refiner.

The conditions for nurturing are equally harsh. It must be a place of extreme yin and contain the legendary Xuanyin veins. Coincidentally, he happens to be an equipment refiner, and is quite famous among both humans and demons.

What’s even more coincidental is that within the cave where he lives, there happens to be a place of extreme yin that meets the requirements.

So, the other party made a deal with him, requiring his help to repair and nurture the treasure. Of course, the other party would prepare all the top-quality materials needed, and would take the treasure to the "Tianshi Mountain Range" after it was fully restored.

Of course, the reward was also very considerable, and he could also establish a good relationship with the other party, so he naturally agreed without thinking.

In the following two hundred years, apart from his own cultivation, he spent most of his time on this banner, and has now achieved great results.

Although it has not fully recovered yet, it is basically back to normal.

To sum up, this treasure is not just a simple Tongtian Lingbao. The key is that I have no control over it. How can I agree to let the old man devour its essence?

But then he thought again, if the other party's purpose is to devour the 'Origin of the Netherworld', it doesn't necessarily have to be the 'Soul Banner of the Netherworld'. He has another thing in his hand that seems to meet the requirements.

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. I will never agree to it. However, by chance in the past, I got some 'Nine Nether Soul Crystals'. Can I use this as a substitute?" As he spoke, the gorgeous young man flipped his palm and a fist-sized black crystal stone emerged.

"Is that so?" Hearing that he could not devour the essence of the Nether Soul Banner, the old man suddenly felt a little regretful. After exploring the black crystal stone, he continued,

"I didn't expect you to have this thing in your hand. The Nine Nether Soul Crystal does contain the origin of the Netherworld, but it is far inferior to the Nether Soul Banner, a magical treasure that can reach the sky."

"Of course I know this, but the key is that I have a lot of 'Nine Nether Soul Crystals' in my hand, more than a thousand..." The gorgeous young man immediately said a number, and after hearing it, the old man was stunned.

More than a thousand, that is indeed a lot. Although it is still far inferior to the 'Soul Banner', it is enough for him to recover some of his cultivation.

"You have all the soul crystals with you?"

"Of course I bring it with me. What should I do?"

"Then stop first, don't worry, it won't delay you."

"Alright!"

Since the other party said so, the gorgeous young man naturally had no objection and immediately stopped his escape.

As his arm swayed slightly, rays of faint light shot out one after another, more than a thousand in total, and finally condensed into a small crystal hill in front.

At this moment, a black gas suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Without any delay, it flew straight towards the crystal hill and enveloped it completely.

In just a few breaths, the black gas began to twist and change, and finally turned into an illusory figure of an old man.

What was even more peculiar was that the figure was holding a strange scimitar in one hand, but it was also an illusory object and could not be seen clearly.

This naturally made the gorgeous young man feel terrified, and for some reason, the moment he saw the strange scimitar, he instinctively felt an extremely strong sense of fear in his heart.

It's really strange. It's just an imaginary thing, but I can be so afraid of it. It's really incredible.

As for the original crystal hill, it has now completely disappeared.

"How is your recovery?" the gorgeous young man asked hurriedly with concern.

"Recover?" The old man shook his head slightly.

"Not even close. At most, it can only support me in performing a few secret techniques. But you don't need to worry. With my strength, it won't take much effort to defeat him."

"Are you sure? It's not that I don't believe it, but the purple dragon is obviously a thunder-type monster. It can drive the purple divine thunder, which has an inherent restraining effect on souls and bodies. It is not so easy to deal with."

“If it was the legendary divine thunder that could ward off evil spirits, I would indeed have some concerns. As for the purple divine thunder, although it has a certain restraining effect on me, it is minimal.

Besides, the purple dragon is obviously the human race's spiritual beast. If that's the case, there's no need to target the dragon. Wouldn't it be easier to attack its master directly? "The old man laughed, stroked the strange scimitar in his hand, and continued,

"After all, that person is just a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage. Not to mention me, even you would be able to defeat him. It's just that the dragon is blocking you, so you can't succeed." "That's true. How about this, you and I attack at the same time later, so that the purple dragon won't be able to stop us in time."

"It's not necessary." The illusory old man shook his head slightly.

"Since it is me who is taking action, there is naturally no need to go through so much trouble. Even if the purple dragon wants to stop it, it will be too late."

"Is that so? That's fine too!" The gorgeous young man nodded slightly. Since the other party said so and said it so confidently, it seemed that there really wouldn't be any problem.

"You're running pretty fast!" At this time, the illusory old man had already released his spiritual sense to sense the situation ahead, and couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm about to start. Don't resist later. I'll take you there."

"Okay!" The gorgeous young man naturally had no objection. Although he had known each other for so many years, he did not really understand the other party, including his true origins, identity, previous cultivation, etc.

As for the other party showing his skills, I have never seen that before, so this time I can satisfy him.

At this time, the old man finally started. It was completely different from what he had expected. The other party just raised the scimitar in his hand and swung it lightly, actually splitting the void in front of him into a crack.

This scene really shocked the gorgeous young man, and his heart beat wildly instinctively. At the same time, he secretly wondered who his former opponent was.

In addition, there is the scimitar, which is obviously no ordinary object. The opponent's ability to split the space so casually is obviously closely related to this object.

In fact, ever since they met each other in the past and signed the contract, he has always been in a state of a broken soul and has always shown that he has no fighting ability.

Naturally, he didn't believe this, and guessed that he was probably hiding his abilities. He didn't bother to care about it, but he never expected that he could hide it so deeply?

He didn't know what his original strength was, but now that he had absorbed a large amount of the 'Origin of the Netherworld' from the Nine Nether Soul Crystals, he immediately displayed incredible means.

However, he did not have time to think about it at this moment. A burst of black light suddenly spread out, instantly covering his body completely. Then, a force emerged and took him directly into the space crack...

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"Hey, this is..."

About ten miles ahead, Mo Juren, who was on Zi Dian's back, suddenly looked surprised. Just now, he suddenly sensed that the aura that had been chasing him from behind had disappeared inexplicably.

He didn't know what exactly happened, but his instinct told him that he had a bad feeling, and it was very likely that the other party had used some special means.

Just as he expected, while he was flying at high speed, the void was suddenly torn apart more than a hundred feet ahead, and a familiar figure emerged.

The person who came was a gorgeous young man, and beside him was an illusory figure of an old man, who was looking at him with a kind smile on his face.

Mo Juren was terrified and without any hesitation, he changed direction and continued to escape.

"You want to escape from me? Dream on!" The illusory old man sneered, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a crack suddenly appeared somewhere in the void ahead, and the location of the crack happened to be in the direction where Mo Juren escaped.

At the same time, a cold blade light shot out from the crack and slashed towards him.

This scared Mo Juren, and he couldn't help but curse the old guy's viciousness. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he would have really crashed into him.

And this is just one of the reasons. The other party can actually tear the space so casually. Isn’t this too terrifying?

But at this moment he suddenly noticed one thing. The old man seemed to be just a soul. If this was the case, the feasibility of the matter would be much greater.

He suddenly felt a little secretly happy in his heart, but did not show it on the surface. Instead, he continued to flee in panic. Thanks to the mystery of the Thunder Escape Technique, he was not trapped at all.

Seeing this scene, the gorgeous young man naturally frowned, but the old man just laughed and looked nonchalant.

The next moment, it turned into a beam of black light and shot out.

"Great!" Mo Juren, who had noticed something, was instantly overjoyed.

Did they finally do this? It was understandable. After all, for a soul, this method was undoubtedly the simplest, most direct and effective.

In addition, as the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as you trap the master, everything will be settled.

Things turned out just as he expected. The old man rushed straight to his back. His speed was faster than he could imagine. The purple lightning under his feet had no time to react.

This was exactly what Mo Juren wanted, so there was no need to even remind him.

In a blink of an eye, the black light transformed by the illusory old man had already approached, and then directly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness. Its purpose was self-evident.

Theoretically, there is no problem in doing this, and it is extremely effective. As long as you control your own soul, there is no other way but to surrender.

But unfortunately, I am a cheater, how can I judge by common sense?

The moment the other party broke into the sea of ​​consciousness, a familiar prompt sounded.

Mo Juren naturally chose to agree without hesitation, and the old man didn't understand what was going on at the moment. He immediately felt an irresistible terrifying force sweeping over his body.

"Not good!" The old man also reacted at this moment, but unfortunately, it was too late. The key was that he had no power to resist the terrifying invisible force.

It only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

"A residual soul at the peak of the late stage of fusion (lack of origin), which can be used to refine the Xuanyin liquid..."

"The peak of the late stage of fusion? Lack of origin?"

Mo Juren was stunned. With such a high realm, theoretically it should be directly refined into high-quality Xuanyin Liquid. However, the auxiliary device emphasized the scarcity of the origin. Doesn't it mean that even if it is refined, not much can be obtained?

If that's the case, it would be a huge loss.

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to give up temporarily. Compared to the Xuanyin Liquid, the memory of a peak late-stage fusion warrior was equally valuable.

There is no rush for this matter. It will not be too late to search the soul and refine it after you have time to squeeze out its value completely.

Having made up his mind, he did not delay any longer. He glanced with a smile at the gorgeous young man who was still waiting for the result in the distance, and then flew straight into the air with Zi Dian.

As he watched his rapidly receding figure, the gorgeous young man remained suspended in the same place, but his face was filled with confusion... (End of this chapter)