Soul Trigger

Chapter 508: Facing the Tomb
Break the seal and let you out...

If I had that ability, why would I still be jumping around in Shulong and discussing things with the tombstone?

He had already rushed to the Babel Tower's nest to plunder all the alien crystals and Da Lei's time fragments, regain his memory, unify the earth, and return to Murphy's megastructure.

And what the other party said about "driving the servants out of the nest"... So can Ji Li assume that the outside of the tomb is now full of the servants of the Wheel-Turning King?

Ji Li's intuition told him that the situation outside was probably not good, and the battle for the king's selection had already begun in advance.

Was it his own fault or Li Jiangxing's fault, or both? Ji Li was not able to consider this aspect for the time being. The problem with the current Chakravartin was even bigger.

Ji Li pondered for a moment again. The spiritual energy around him became increasingly heavy, and he felt as if his soul was collapsing from the top.

He knew that he could no longer remain silent:

"I can not do it."

Under the huge spiritual pressure of the Chakravartin, the body of the tombstone, which had already begun to disintegrate, trembled slightly:
Do you still dare to answer...? !

That’s right, the reason why the dead puppet body of Tombstone collapsed was very simple, it was spiritual pressure.

Reiatsu is a special kind of suppression that powerful souls exert on matter and spiritual essence, as well as other people's spirits and evil.

Its essence can be seen as a soul psychology effect brought about by the height of the ecological niche.

However, the fact that the tombstone's clone was crushed to the point of collapse was enough to prove how terrifying the nature of the "Chakravartin" was.

That is an existence that is absolutely impossible to counter with force.

Such a terrifying existence would recognize Ji Li as an equal, or even regard him as his existence, and clear out all the evil derivatives in its entire tomb nest...

Are you kidding me... This is the Great Tomb and the Chakravartin.

Even if it is just an evil derivative, it is definitely an existence at the level of paradox rules.

Just because you entered the house, all your masters were scared and no longer wanted to be with you?

Or was it because Ji Li came in and "pushed" them all out?

The origins of these tombstones are unknown, but if this is true, then it is obvious that its choice is correct...

The body of this dead puppet was disintegrating at a high speed under the spiritual pressure of the Chakravartin, but the flesh and blood trigger of the tombstone was pumping more and more violently.

It is the right choice.

This guy "Odin" is indeed a very scary ancient.

From the fact that he was completely unaffected by the spiritual pressure, it could be seen that this guy was definitely no less powerful than the Chakravartin in front of him...

However, his memory has not yet fully recovered, which means that although he has the same status as the Chakravartin, he is currently just an Echo Immortal, a Double-Scarred Dead Apostle.

So, should we now follow the words of the Chakravartin and seek a turn of events... The tombstone's complex and intensive psychological activities came to an end, and it made a judgment.

In an instant, it squeezed the flesh trigger secretly and with all its strength, focusing all its attention on the top of its head, observing its reaction to Ji Li's words.

But Trigger couldn’t look up at the other person like Ji Li did, not to mention his body at the moment.

Even if its true form of the Dead Apostle was present, it would be so shocked that it would explode if it looked directly at this Paradox Lord-level existence.

"Can't do it?" The voice of the Chakravartin shook the air:
"Why can't it be done?"

Very good, I didn’t get angry, but continued to ask questions…

Ji Li tried to judge the other party's state of mind and psychological portrait, and raised his concentration tenfold, and directly changed the subject:

"I have no intention of breaking into your lair. I am tracking down a human spirit that has acquired special powers. Have you seen him?"

While pretending to be a great being, you are also trying to gather information and at the same time testing the other party by changing the subject... You are really brave, aren't you afraid that this guy will suddenly get sick and grind our souls into powder on the spot.

As Tombstone's heart was beating, the voice of the Chakravartin came:
"I've only seen you and this ant."

The topic has turned to tombstones. Great, next step...

Ji Li raised his leg, paused for a moment, then walked briskly to the side of the tombstone and gently pressed down on its half-dissolved body:
"It's just my little pet, please hold your spiritual pressure."

What a great little pet… A red light flashed in Tombstone’s eyes, and then he realized that the overwhelming spiritual pressure had actually subsided a lot.

Chakravartin:
"What a fragile life... I know why you appeared here, but where is the apology?"

He speaks very straightforwardly, so he is not easy to fool...

At this time, Ji Li sensed the spiritual essence released by this guy towards him through direct contact with the tombstone, which seemed to be pulling his vision in a certain direction.

Ji Li turned his head and saw, indicated by the tombstone, the deep chains moving quietly and silently in the darkness.

Chains... Everything in the spiritual world has symbolic meaning. This tomb itself is not actually a dimension that is completely controlled by the Chakravartin.

This is a dimension where the rules become special under the suppression of Mirage City and Shenzhou Dragon Vein.

Therefore, the chains that appeared here meant that the tomb owner was actually restricted. This restriction should come from the Mirage City and Shenzhou Dragon Vein that pressed on this tomb. In other words, the Wheel King that the two people faced was greatly restricted.

Ji Li responded to the tombstone with the hidden spiritual essence flowing in his body:
I see.

Now, a wrong word could cause a catastrophe, so he stopped communicating with the tombstone and continued to stare into its big eyes:
"what do you want?"

"free!!!!"

Along with the angry sound that shook the soul, a hurricane arose. Tombstone groaned, and a large amount of blood exploded from its body, splashing Ji Li's gorgeous rainbow with blood red.

Ji Li's gaze, or rather the evil spirit state, the neuro-optical sensors on his head that made up his eyes remained calm:
"I can't do it. Someone stole my power."

Ji Li's words made Tombstone smile:
You are such a cunning old fox...

The Chakravartin's aura suddenly subsided:
"You are talking about that human spirit..."

It was silent for a few breaths, and after a moment of excitement, it calmed down in an instant, as if observing Ji Li:

"You are indeed incomplete... No, you are very incomplete... You should not have the qualifications and strength to come here. You are... lying."

At this moment when the truth seemed to be revealed, Ji Li's heart did not waver at all. He spoke again under the perception of the flesh and blood trigger twisted by the tombstone:
"Do you know Ouroboros?"

"The human spirit has stolen my Ouroboros power."

"You know what that is, don't you?"

This answer caused the Chakravartin to fall into the longest silence, until the tombstone could no longer hold back and then heard its voice:

"This is impossible."

"It is impossible for the human spirit to carry that kind of power."

In other words, this guy does know about "Ouroboros".

Ji Li confirmed the situation and was about to continue to guide him, but the Wheel King said a little more this time and stopped him from saying:
"But you do appear here...Ouroboros, very convincingly, which means..."

"Your soul is qualified to bear the power of Ouroboros, but it is so incomplete..."

The breath suddenly froze, and a gray light flashed in the turbid giant eyes. Its voice suddenly became extremely clear:

"And weak."

At this moment, four words floated in Ji Li's mind:

The deception failed.

A trace of spiritual essence from the tombstone instantly penetrated into Ji Li's body:
"run!!!!!"

Ji Li instantly twisted the flesh trigger and the soul trigger at the same time, and his spiritual essence and spiritual power exploded to the extreme.

But the Chakravartin is faster, and not only faster, but also more joyful:
"Powerful, incomplete...a great tonic!!!"

Amidst the wild laughter that erupted into the sky, a huge hand made of black talisman paper swung towards Ji Li and grabbed him.

The moving trajectory was vague, as if it was not moving according to physical rules in the air, but was in a state of constant flashing.

In just a blink of an eye, the tombstone blocking Ji Li's body was torn into pieces.

In an instant, billions of dragon fireflies burst out from the high-density spiritual essence of the Chakravartin, piecing together layer by layer to form densely packed mechanical bodies that were piled in front of the black talisman hand.

That thing was moving so fast that Ji Li couldn't even determine what shape the dragon fireflies should form.

It was so fast that those deformed and pieced-together machines had not yet been fully formed.

The dragon fireflies in the sky were smashed into pieces by the black talisman's big hand, and they spread all over the sky like a metal sandstorm.

Amid the frustrating feeling as if his soul was locked, the black hand had already broken through the last line of defense in front of Ji Li, chasing his figure who was retreating violently backwards, and gently patted his chest.

That existence itself represents destruction and death, allowing Ji Li's spiritual power to function to the extreme.

The Death Star that replaced the flesh underwent mechanical deformation, becoming thicker, more layered, and more complex.

The density of his spiritual essence was increasing rapidly, and finally the black symbol's hand patted him gently:
Snapped.

Ji Li groaned, and the entire evil spirit-transformed body of the [Death Star] exploded instantly, turning into thousands of fragments and perishing on the spot—

[Near death! Near death!]

In the intense pain that spread throughout his soul at that moment, the logical vision of the heads-up display in front of him turned scarlet, and densely packed red warning boxes popped up in the large shattered field of vision.

He lost all control over his soul and even his body.

I feel that my entire soul carrier, that is, my body, may only be one-fifth the size of a pig's brain:
[Prosthetic integrity: 0.4%]

(End of this chapter)