Refining medicine can't save Doupo!
Chapter 390: The Soul Clan Leader! The White-haired Woman from the Spirit World!
Chapter 390: The Soul Clan Leader! The White-haired Woman from the Spirit World!
“Although there are many Douluo Saints in our clan, Douluo Saints like Soul Master of the Divine Soul Sect are rare throughout history.” The old man in the gray fog looked at the Soul Clan girl in the palm of his hand, and then moved forward towards the void area farther away in the space crack that was like the deep sea.
"The four realms of the soul, the Spirit Realm is the end point of most of the geniuses, the Heaven Realm is a rare monster that is rarely seen in ten thousand years, and the Emperor Realm is out of reach. If it weren't for the Soul Clan's secret method, we would not be able to gain an advantageous position in the soul realm."
“It’s sad and lamentable that the Soul-Devouring Technique may have many shortcomings, but as the saying goes, extraordinary circumstances require extraordinary methods. During the thousand years of the Soul Palace’s operation, we have also seen the consequences of the Soul-Devouring Technique’s abuse, but none of us can stop anything.” The old man in gray mist took Hun Ke’er through the void, whispering to her.
"The Soul Craftsman proposed to build the Soul Palace and then use the Soul Devouring Method. Isn't it to tell us that the Soul Devouring Method has no future? But who cares? The slow speed of practicing the Soul Refining Method is unbearable for any Soul Clan cultivator who has tried the Soul Devouring Method."
"Of course, if we had a choice, why would we choose to devour souls regardless of the consequences? No one knows souls better than us. For souls, devouring souls is a kind of chronic poison. However, we, the Soul Clan, have a secret method that makes the poison less toxic, and our resistance to poison is also slightly higher than that of ordinary people."
"Will you kill him?" Hun Ke'er said silently as she looked at the constantly changing void around her.
“No.” The gray mist old man shook his head slightly. “Although you have excellent bloodline and a high rank in the clan, your current realm does not support you to understand more of the mysteries of the soul.”
"Soul Devourer and Divine Soul are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. If the Soul Artisan really loses control, then our clan would rather give up the Divine Soul Sect and extract their souls as a peerless divine medicine that can cure the Soul Devourer poison."
"." Hun Ke'er's eyes dimmed slightly and she remained silent.
"Is this what the clan leader meant?" Hun Ke'er asked.
"No." The gray mist old man shook his head again: "The clan leader actually hopes to stay in the Soul Sect. The emperor-grade soul does not necessarily need to be detoxified. The clan leader's cultivation is extremely high, and the soul-devouring poison has little effect on him. He can completely repair his soul after the breakthrough. Many of our subsequent plans all require the control of the soul craftsman. If it is not necessary, we really won't easily touch the soul craftsman."
"If we lose the Soul Craftsman, we will lose a way out, but if the Soul Craftsman loses control, then we will have no way forward. The elders of the clan know which is more important."
The Soul Craftsman has a very special position in the Soul Clan. Many of the Soul Clan's plans to connect with the Spirit Clan have always been in the charge of the Soul Craftsman. If there is a problem with the Soul Craftsman, then the Soul Clan will have unknown changes in many plans, thus pushing the originally clear future step by step into the mysterious unknown.
"Oh, we're here. The spirit world is ahead." The space around the old man in gray fog changed silently. When Hun Ke'er came back to her senses, she saw that they seemed to have come to a mysterious dark void. At the other end of the void, a void wall that seemed to penetrate the sky and the earth appeared in Hun Ke'er's full field of vision!
And behind the wall of void is one of the eight clans, the Spirit World - the Spirit Clan!
At this moment, Hun Ke'er looked around, and her strong soul intuition made her notice that in the void farther away, there was a very familiar breath casting a kind look at her.
"This place doesn't seem to be the spatial location of the spiritual world, right?" Although Hun Ke'er was only a Dou Zong, she was able to sense the existence of space. Coupled with some of her own Hun Clan inheritance, she was able to distinguish some things in this void.
"Because the spirit world moves." The person who answered Hun Ke'er was not the Dou Sheng clan uncle beside her, but a middle-aged man in black standing in the void in the distance, with his hands behind his back, looking majestic yet handsome. "Patriarch." Hun Ke'er and the Dou Sheng clan uncle beside her immediately said respectfully to the middle-aged man in black in the distance.
"Don't be so reserved." The mighty black-clothed man standing in the void waved his hand, signaling Hun Ke'er and the others not to be polite. In the void behind him, there were more than a dozen mysterious afterimages whose figures could not be seen clearly.
"The spirit race left a false space bubble in the original space, and the real spirit world was moved here."
"Does this place sound familiar to you? It's right to say it's familiar, because this place is not far from the Stone Realm."
Hun Ke'er's gray-brown pupils trembled slightly when she heard this, and she instantly understood what the spirit race wanted to do!
Although the Soul Clan is much stronger than the Stone Clan, it is still extremely difficult to make the entire Stone Clan disappear without a trace. But what if the Soul Clan and the Spirit Clan join forces to make the Stone Clan disappear? If the Stone Clan releases a piece of stone, it will be a question of the business capabilities of the Soul and Spirit Clans!
Stoneman: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
"Hey, look, if the spirit race's imperial formation begins to advance, then our imperial soul cannot be left behind." The black-clothed man in the void looked at the spirit world in front of him and sighed slightly in his heart. Once many things start to move, there will be no turning back.
The failure of the Xiao clan could still allow them to survive for a while, but the failure of the Hun clan meant that they would have no chance of survival at all.
Outside the void wall of the spiritual world, a man with long black and white hair, carrying four long swords with scabbards on his back, stood quietly in the void outside the spiritual world, a hint of doubt flashed in the depths of his gray-brown eyes.
In the spiritual world, in the Space Spiritual Hub, in a magnificent building suspended above the starry sky of the spiritual world, an old man in a gray robe suddenly crossed over.
"Ninth Elder." With the appearance of the gray-robed old man, the spirit people working in the Lingshu building all greeted the gray-robed old man respectfully.
The gray-robed old man simply nodded, and without paying attention to the puzzled looks of others, he tore through the space and disappeared in an instant.
Somewhere inside the spirit world, on a sacred square engraved with various mysterious runes, the figure of an old man in a gray robe appeared directly from the void, arousing the puzzled gazes of hundreds of spirit people in the square below.
The gray-robed old man ignored everyone's gazes and flew directly to the center of the Eldar square that looked like an altar. Then a white-haired woman who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the square's magic circle with her eyes closed in meditation appeared in his sight.
"." The gray-robed old man's gaze lingered slightly on the woman's long white hair, and a ripple appeared in the depths of his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and walked in front of the woman. At the same time, the white-haired woman also opened her bright light blue eyes and looked into the gray-robed old man's deep eyes.
"I saw what you left at the Monster Mountain Range."
"Very amazing." An old voice came from the depths of the gray-robed old man's throat.
(End of this chapter)
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