Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Even Emperor Guangxu believed he bore the blame for the downfall of the Qing Dynasty!

“Your Majesty, I should have told you what happened when I was offering sacrifices to you.”

"Please, Your Majesty, grant the Qing Dynasty another chance to live."

The shaman almost cried as he bowed to Emperor Guangxu.

The rest of the evil spirits clung to Emperor Guangxu's back.

With Emperor Guangxu as the leader blocking their way, the shamans were unable to contact the other spirits.

"Hmph, the Qing Dynasty should have perished long ago!!"

Emperor Guangxu snorted coldly, but still complied with the shaman's request, his gaze falling intently on Jingming's back.

Then, Jingming smiled at the other person.

Bright eyes and white teeth, lips as white as jade, and a dashing and handsome appearance.

"Ok?"

However, Emperor Guangxu, who shared the same bloodline, could not sense the connection between the bloodline within Jingming's body.

It should be noted that when Xuantong was adopted, he held ancestral rites and offered condolences at the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Jingming was also helpless about this, as he did not yet have the ability to directly transfer bloodline power.

However, he also has ways to solve the difficulties he faces.

For example, completely inflaming the current Emperor Guangxu.

Hisssssssss~~

Black energy, like that of a venomous snake, clung to Emperor Guangxu's body.

This ability comes from William's demonic whispers, from the Taoist Three Corpses, and from his own evil.

How could a spirit created after death by someone who has never cultivated themselves withstand such erosion?

Emperor Guangxu immediately went completely mad.

"Cixi, I'm going to kill you!!"

Before he went mad, Emperor Guangxu shouted something loud enough to echo throughout the room.

rustling!

Subsequently, a large amount of black energy surged towards Jingming.

Ghosts, by instinct, seek out life and then devour it.

Jingming's vitality was the most abundant among all the people.

"These spirits possess the dragon aura of the Qing Dynasty!"

As these dark figures surged into his body, Jingming's eyes lit up.

Is he afraid that the spirit will take over his body?

Can the soul take over one's body?

If he could, he would have been completely obliterated by the onslaught of those 35,000 vengeful spirits, becoming nothing more than a walking corpse.

[Communicating with the Netherworld] [Consuming Qi]

A Taotie from a later era once said that Yin Qi is nothing more than a kind of Qi with a special smell.

Roar!

Groan!

At the same time, on Jingming's body, the phantom images of a dragon and a tiger hovered directly on the dragon bed, seemingly protecting Jingming.

"Shaman, what on earth is going on?"

Upon seeing the dragon and tiger suddenly appear, Empress Dowager Longyu collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the shaman with a grim expression.

The shaman had no time to answer the Empress Dowager's question.

She was careless and never expected that the Quanxing in front of her would be so audacious!

It can actually devour souls, and it even devoured the soul of an emperor!

No, they are the souls of emperors throughout history.

Devouring souls will incur the hatred of all spirits in the world, and after death, your soul will be divided among a hundred ghosts!

How dare he! How dare he!

"Why aren't you making a move yet!"

The shaman's gaze was sinister as he looked at the Taoist Master Taihe Qingwei in the distance.

"His Majesty is undergoing a test by the late Emperor; how dare this humble Taoist presume to interfere?"

Master Qingwei cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, giving him a look that said, "You need to be careful."

As for the Imperial Physician, he shook his head, saying he couldn't see anything and didn't know what was going on.

“You lot, you receive offerings but do no work!”

Upon hearing Qingwei's words, the shaman's face turned ashen.

She's currently unable to take action, so she can only use words.

When she summoned the previous emperors, she had almost drained all the vital energy from her body.

After all, she doesn't have the ability to summon spirits or command generals; she can't just summon a soul with a single word!

"Alas, oh dear!"

She could only stand there and sigh; as for those good-for-nothings outside, she couldn't count on them at all.

"What are you all doing out here instead of making perfectly good murals?"

At the same time, within Jingming's body, in his spiritual realm, Jingming quietly gazed at the souls of the Qing Emperors.

Their biological instincts made them aware of their situation.

After all, even if one falls into a state of weakness, it is only relative.

You have to understand that they were emperors. How many grand ceremonies and sacrifices did they experience before and after their deaths?

Any one of these divine souls could accumulate enough power to sweep across the world!

Of course, this is only true if these people are able to control their own incense offerings and vows.

However, nowadays, they are burdened more by "curses" than by "willpower".

After all, the words of hell and the bewitching influence of one's own three corpses are not something an ordinary person can handle.

The power of lust alone is enough to destroy these souls.

"My Lord, you are defying the world!"

In the inner world, another young man named Jingming appears, representing Yin and Yang respectively, occupying the place of Yin-Yang Bagua rotation, alongside the six-year-old Jingming.

"It doesn't matter, I don't practice spiritualism."

"Besides, if I've covered my tracks, who will know what I did?"

Jingming shook his head, and said disdainfully to his other self.

As they spoke, the yin and yang lines beneath their feet began to rotate, and an invisible Bagua furnace slowly rose into the void.

At the same time, a huge discovery with three heads and eight arms appeared below the Bagua, with the eight hands on the eight-shaped arms supporting, pinching, or grasping in accordance with one of the trigrams.

"You're trying to completely suppress these divine souls."

Looking at the Bagua Eight Arms Three Talents Formation, the young man Jingming couldn't help but show a look of shock.

This is considered Jingming's most powerful technique.

The Eight Trigrams encompass the entire world, and the three-headed, eight-armed Dharma form represents the sum of all of Jingming's own abilities.

"They were all dead people to begin with, so why come here to kill them?"

Jingming squinted, and his eight arms began to move.

The Yin and Yang energies flowed and the Bagua plate fluctuated. First, a wisp of flame floated out from the Li position and directly attacked the souls of the Qing Dynasty emperors.

Jingming wanted to obtain the auspicious dragon energy of the Qing Dynasty.

This is a very ethereal power, but Jingming sensed it; these souls possessed this power.

This may be related to the "pseudo-dragon" destiny within his body.

"Be bold!"

"You dare!"

"presumptuous!"

The spirits that had enjoyed a century of incense offerings during the Qing Dynasty began to instinctively retaliate under the scorching heat of the flames.

"Rustling!"

"Waaaaah, you trash!"