Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 377 Soul Research
"It's almost the same thing as Voldemort's Horcrux."

After reading it, He Songling was sure of his guess. However, he was not as smart as Voldemort, and might be detected and intercepted by the Western forbidden magic field or something else, so the Dark Lord never dared to commit suicide in prison.

If it were Voldemort, he would definitely not surrender when he was helpless. Instead, he would commit suicide and try to escape by relying on the power of the Horcruxes.

Voldemort has Horcruxes, and no one can stop his wandering soul in his dead state.

All we can say is that this Dark Lord’s methods are not as advanced as Voldemort’s, but that may not be the case.

Lao Zhong's practice emphasizes the dual cultivation of sex and life. "Sex" refers to the intangible things in the spirit and soul, while "life" refers to the actual physical body, blood and other tangible things. This thing was originally the inner alchemy of the Quanzhen School, and the concept used when cultivating the golden elixir is that when sex and life are perfect, the golden elixir is perfect.

Who knew that Zhengyi would learn it later.

It is clear that Zhengyi cannot defeat Quanzhen.

So this Dark Lord in "Under One" may not be as good as Voldemort in terms of "sex", but he should be better than Voldemort in terms of "live", at least he still has a nose.

"It just so happens that I came to you to confirm some of my thoughts on the soul, or to learn some soul-related methods from you so that I can make further progress."

He Songling looked at the soul gap in the Dark Lord's brain with satisfaction, "And you made more than one. Great, that's great. Since you have used it on yourself and it worked, then I'm sure you can also meet my needs."

"What on earth do you want to do!" Although the Dark Lord was beaten into such a state, he was still quite tough: "I can't tell you anything. If you have the ability, just kill me."

"Hey, don't be impulsive." He Songling stretched out his hand and pointed, and the invisible innate Qi penetrated into the Dark Lord's brain. "I really don't understand the division of your soul, but you don't think I can't kill you, right?"

"What did you do!" The Dark Lord's expression suddenly changed. He could feel that the "alternatives" or "back-ups" in his soul had completely cut off their connection with him, and he could not contact these lives at all.

In fact, this matter can be done by He Songling, who can already use his innate Qi. Even Wu Gensheng can do it by using his divine spirit.

"How could you possibly...what on earth did you do?"

"I've already said it, it's magical oriental." Although it had long been determined that the immortal thing used by the Dark Lord was not as unsolvable as Voldemort's Horcruxes, when they actually started to crack it, they found that it was not only inferior, but far inferior.

"It's just a consumable item."

There is no ability that the main soul cannot be completely killed unless the other secondary souls are destroyed. It just has a few more lives. If it is allowed to consume all these lives, it will die anyway.

This self-preservation ability is far inferior to that of the Horcrux.

And these lives are bound to...

"Ah...you did such a disgusting thing." He Songling couldn't help but look up in several directions.

Although it was ridiculous to guess the location of a city thousands of miles away by looking at the direction of a person's face, the Dark Lord had a hunch in his heart.

"He knows! He must know!" As expected, He Songling continued, "No wonder you gathered so many believers. It turns out that you want them to be your life. It's meaningless, very meaningless. What if these people are killed? Wouldn't you lose these extra lives?"

"You know, why do you know! This shouldn't happen, this shouldn't happen!"

The Dark Lord's biggest trump card was exposed, and he had fallen into hysterics. He kept yelling and talking to himself with a hideous look on his face, completely ignoring He Songling's questions.

"when!"

When He Songling's fist wrapped in innate energy hit him on the head, smashing the Dark Lord's head into a exaggerated big bump like Conan who was beaten by Maori Kogoro, his eyes became much clearer and he could communicate freely.

"what on earth do you want?"

"Hey, you see, it's much easier to communicate now. You don't even mention asking me to kill you." He Songling was very happy that the Dark Lord finally regained consciousness.

"I say, what on earth do you want to do? With your relationship with Taber, you can't learn any of our magic. He even knows black magic. Why do you have to come to me?" The Dark Lord was a little dejected. He originally thought that he was already at the top of the world. He just needed to be able to understand the miracles and then become a god.

But looking at He Songling's current situation, he is obviously much stronger than himself, and he has not become a god yet. Does this mean that he has always overestimated himself?

"Of course I don't need to come to you for ordinary black magic, and I won't learn it." He Songling was happy: "But as far as I know, oh, now I have seen it with my own eyes, your magic that can connect the soul is quite interesting, I would like to learn from it."

"You've cultivated to this level, are you afraid of someone who can beat you to death?" The Dark Lord turned himself over, coughing up blood and smiling bitterly.

"Besides, you have studied it thoroughly just now, you can regard this as a high-level soul connection, which can only give you a few more lives. If you really meet someone like you who is far more powerful than you, if you can kill me once, you can kill me a hundred times, it's useless."

The Dark Lord only said this because he had lost all his spirit. In fact, this magic is very useful. For example, if he really had to fight Taber one-on-one, Taber would have beaten him to death, but he would be resurrected in full health. Who could defeat him?

"I don't plan to give myself more lives, I just want to find a way to control the soul." He Songling shook his head: "I really came here to seek advice."

"I will teach you since you were one of the people who defeated me." The Dark Lord's eyes flickered and he said, "But I won't teach you in vain. You have to show me some oriental magic of the same level so that I can learn from you."

"Okay." He Songling nodded: "But I won't teach you until you learn it. It's the same if you teach me."

"So you are confident in your talent." The Dark Lord finally smiled, "But so am I. Deal!"

So for the following time, the two of them began to retreat in seclusion on the top of the tower.

It was not the cell on the top floor of the tower, but the top of the tower. Both of them were powerful aliens, and both had the ability to fly independently. The pointed corner of the top of the tower could basically be regarded as a vast platform for them.

The people from the Jade Society saw everything clearly and wanted to capture the Dark Lord and He Songling, but He Songling just waved his hand and bounced them all away, unable to get within a hundred meters of the tower.

(End of this chapter)