Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Seeing that the other person kept his eyes closed and didn't say a word, the woman became somewhat exasperated.

Instead of continuing to torment the other party, she stood there with an uncertain expression, as if she was struggling with something.

There is a reason for this, just as Mo Juren guessed. The woman was merely a fragment of a thought, and she had very few means at her disposal, and they came at a great cost.

This 'Heavenly Evil Soul Refining Silk' is the most powerful and least resource-intensive secret technique she can use.

However, this technique contains a trace of 'extreme evil law', which is extremely destructive. It mainly targets the soul, and any contact with it will cause irreversible damage.

This also means that if she forcibly activates her soul threads to invade the other person's sea of ​​consciousness, that person will be completely ruined.

She wasn't worried about whether the person was alive or dead; the key was that he had an even more important use.

According to the original plan, she intended to lure her into the stone hall and then help her break the seal inside, at which point there would be a very high probability of releasing the 'main soul'.

If we cripple the opponent now, wouldn't our own plan also be ruined?
Of course, there is an even more important point: this wisp of his own consciousness is quite special. It is not a true split soul, but merely a projection of divine thought.

Therefore, at this point, she was unable to truly possess the body; she could only use methods to subdue it and make it obey her commands.

Otherwise, she could have simply taken over the other person's body and broken the seal herself, instead of going through all this trouble.
"How about we talk?" After some thought, the woman still didn't make a move, but suddenly changed the subject.

"Let's talk?" Upon hearing this, Mo Juren was immediately taken aback, then slowly opened his eyes.
"What do you mean by this?"

"It's simple. Let's make a deal. You just need to help me with one thing, and then you can walk away unscathed, how about that?"

"Escape unscathed?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes, his words carrying a deeper meaning.

"Can you tell me what exactly happened?"

"It's a bit complicated to explain, you'll have to see for yourself." The woman didn't answer immediately, but instead waved her slender hand gently, and in an instant, a gray light spread out, directly enveloping the two of them.

Mo Juren felt a slight tremor in his body, and the gray light around him dissipated. When he looked again, the surroundings had changed.

Clearly, this was no longer the plaza from before, but a very spacious hall, which must be the interior of the stone palace.

The hall was relatively spacious, except for a giant altar built in the central area, its surface covered with densely engraved runes, and nine huge stone pillars standing around it.

Giant chains, each as thick as a water bucket and covered with runes, shimmering with golden light, extended from the nine stone pillars and converged at the center of the altar.

There lay a dragon-shaped stone sculpture, over a hundred feet tall, its massive body bound by layers of chains, with many vital parts pierced through it, a truly pitiful sight.

At this moment, the dragon lay peacefully on the altar with its eyes closed, as if it were just an inanimate object, but Mo Juren could clearly sense the terrifying pressure emanating from it.

"Could this be your true form?" Turning his gaze away, Mo Juren looked directly at the stunning woman beside him, who nodded slightly.

"I don't need to go into the specifics; you can probably guess the gist of it. The story isn't complicated. In the past, I was ambushed by a villain and seriously injured. He then sealed me here."

"After countless years, it is almost completely exhausted. If it does not break free of the seal soon, it will surely perish completely."

"So, your so-called deal is for me to help break the seal and release you?" Mo Juren sneered, his expression quite intriguing. It seemed his previous guess was correct; the other party was just an empty shell, possibly even incapable of possession, otherwise he would have already made his move.

Once I possess his body, I can do whatever I want with him. Why go through all this trouble and make a deal? Isn't that redundant?

As for the so-called plot by villains, just listen to it and don't take it seriously, and they obviously don't want to say more.

He overestimated his opponent. The name "Heavenly Evil Soul Refining Silk" sounded impressive, but in the end, it wasn't an extremely evil object and was completely countered by his Demon-Slaying Divine Light.

He was unaware of the situation beforehand, so he never resisted and let himself be tortured, but that was just a show of weakness, something he did intentionally.

Now that I understand the actual situation, I feel more confident.

At the same time, he was also rapidly pondering the other party's origins. Could it really be a dragon? That would be far too incredible!
The True Dragon Clan are top-tier True Spirits, what kind of existence are they! How could they be suppressed here? And what kind of seal is this, with such terrifying power?

It's unlikely to be a true dragon; it's more probable that it contains its bloodline, but what exactly it is remains unknown.

The stunningly beautiful woman, naturally unaware of Mo Juren's thoughts, simply nodded upon hearing his question:

"I can promise that as long as you are willing to help break this formation, you can ask for anything afterward, and I will fulfill any request that I can make."

"As long as it's possible, we can fulfill your request?" Mo Juren chuckled.
"Putting aside whether I agree to the deal or not, your explanation is far too perfunctory. What if you can't do it?"

"You don't trust me?" The woman's gaze turned cold, but Mo Juren remained unmoved, asking with a half-smile.
Is there even the slightest bit of trust between us?

"Trust is out of the question, but don't forget, your life is in my hands. If I so desire, a single thought is enough to make you vanish into thin air."

"Is that so? Then go ahead and do it. Let me experience what it feels like to have my soul annihilated."

"you……"

The stunning woman froze, never expecting such a response. She couldn't help but wonder if the man had gone mad.
The dissipation of the soul means complete death and annihilation, unable even to enter the cycle of reincarnation. What feelings could one possibly have?
She wasn't joking. Once the 'Heavenly Evil Soul Refining Silk' invades the soul, it will cause enormous damage over time, and the process will be worse than death.

"It seems you intend to refuse my proposal?" The beautiful woman's expression had turned extremely cold, and endless killing intent once again permeated the air.

“Hehe…” This time, Mo Juren did not answer anything. Instead, he gave a cold laugh, which revealed undisguised sarcasm.

Upon seeing this, the stunningly beautiful woman was instantly enraged.

Do you really think she has no backup plan? A transaction is the best option, but if that doesn't work, there are alternative methods, though they may be less effective.

Good advice is useless to a damn fool. Since the other party is so unreasonable, she naturally didn't bother to say anything more. She immediately started to control the 'Heavenly Evil Soul Refining Silk' that had invaded the other party's body.

However, at this moment, she suddenly noticed that the other party not only showed no fear, but also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then a dazzling golden light emanated from between his eyebrows.

"This is!" The woman vaguely realized something, and sure enough, her expression changed drastically the next instant. (End of Chapter)