Raise a sword!

Beyond the stone gate lies a long passageway leading underground.

Jiang Peng carefully spread her divine sense to explore the area ahead, and slowly moved forward along the passageway.

After about 15 minutes, the road underfoot gradually leveled out and stopped going downhill, and a faint light could be seen ahead.

With a touch of caution, Jiang Peng carefully made her way towards the light, and after a moment, the view suddenly opened up before her.

What appeared before Jiang Peng was a huge, excavated cave.

Looking up, the top of the rock wall was about ten zhang high, and in front of it was a circular hall with a diameter of more than twenty zhang.

A faintly glowing bead hangs upside down from the ceiling, serving as the source of light in the hall.

The hall was empty.

On the ground, there were densely packed, strange patterns. These patterns were vaguely similar to those on the broken array plate in Qian Laosi's hand, but they were much more complex.

In addition, there is a crack in the ground, about a foot long, that divides the hall in two, with the two sides being slightly different in height.

Jiang Peng carefully surveyed her surroundings.

He eventually discovered that this was not the cave dwelling of a Golden Core cultivator as he had imagined, but rather some kind of formation left behind by an unknown senior.

All the patterns in the hall eventually converged in the very center, which was pierced by a crack. Looking down from the side, one could only see bottomless darkness and dense Yin energy.

Just as Jiang Peng looked down through the crack, the Yin energy suddenly rippled.

Jiang Peng suddenly realized that an extremely strange aura, in a terrifying way, burst out from the dense Yin energy and entered his body before he could react.

[Cultivator's Remnant Soul: Fourth Tier, Weak]

Golden characters flashed before my eyes.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Peng felt a splitting headache, as if a force had appeared out of nowhere in his body, constantly tearing at his soul.

In an instant, Jiang Peng finally realized the purpose of this hall.

This is a sealing formation, sealing away who knows what strange things it contains.

Now, the strange thing that the Purple Gold Cauldron called a "remnant soul" has entered its body and is trying to possess it.

"Fourth tier, a remnant soul of a Nascent Soul?" Jiang Peng was shocked.

At the same time, Jiang Peng's vision began to blur more and more, and strange images that he had never seen before, yet felt as if he had personally experienced, kept flashing through his mind.

Jiang Peng realized that it must have come from the memories of the remnant soul.

Seeing the memories of a remnant soul is definitely not a good thing.

"Get out of here!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Peng exerted all her strength to activate the "Golden Flame Technique," using her own physical body as the foundation to unleash spiritual power to create fire.

In just a few breaths, blue flames ignited around Jiang Peng, his skin turned red, and wisps of steam rose from the top of his head.

The excruciating pain of being burned alive finally brought Jiang Peng to her senses.

At the same time, a hoarse voice rang in Jiang Peng's ears.

"Heh heh, your body, though seemingly made of copper and iron, can withstand some burning, but once your spiritual energy is exhausted, what tricks will you have left?"

"Get out of my body!"

"I've been trapped for hundreds of years. Now that I finally have a chance to escape, how can I give it up?"

Jiang Peng gritted his teeth. In just a short while, most of the spiritual energy in his body had been burned away, and he could not hold on for much longer.

While using one's own spiritual power to create fire could temporarily clear one's mind, it seemed to have no effect on the remnant soul.

"Almost there, aren't you?" the remnant soul sneered. "Keep burning, let this old man see what's wrong with you."

The moment the words left my mouth, the headache that had just subsided returned.

The lingering spirit continued to speak in my ear.

"Tsk tsk, a drug slave by origin, interesting."

"Huh? It's a special physique. I've hit the jackpot. I'll have to use this body carefully from now on."

Jiang Peng could feel the remnant soul constantly wandering in his mind. This extremely strange feeling filled him with fear, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

Whenever the remnant soul recounted Jiang Peng's experiences with a smug look, Jiang Peng would see her own corresponding experiences flash before her eyes.

Even though she didn't understand the concept of possession, Jiang Peng could tell that this was clearly a further step in the remnant soul's control over her body.

With no other options available, Jiang Peng was left with only one path.

He began to constantly invoke the golden cauldron in his mind.

In the past, he had tried to activate the Purple Gold Cauldron more than once, but he never succeeded. However, as his cultivation level increased, he began to feel that he and the cauldron were becoming more and more closely connected.

At this moment, Jiang Peng could only pin his hopes on the Purple Gold Cauldron.

"Golden Cauldron, refine and perfect this remnant soul for me! Anything is fine, just get rid of it!" Jiang Peng shouted in his heart.

Just then, Jiang Peng's spiritual power was exhausted.

The flames on his body began to slowly subside, eventually turning into tiny blue flames.

"Your spiritual power is exhausted? Why bother struggling?" The remnant soul sneered.

Jiang Peng gritted her teeth.

"Whatever the cost, whether it's lifespan or death, at least let me perish together with this remnant soul!"

Jiang Peng roared.

Almost at the same moment the sound rang out, a flash of golden light suddenly appeared before Jiang Peng's eyes.

The next moment, the blue flames on his body suddenly rose up, and their color turned into a strange deep purple.

The pain from the spiritual energy turning into fire disappeared.

Instead, there is a comfortable feeling, as if you are bathing in warm water.

"No! What kind of fire is this!" The remnant soul's mocking laughter turned into a terrified cry.

As Jiang Peng gradually adjusted to the golden light before him, he finally saw the radiant entity, which was indeed the purple-gold cauldron in his mind that he had never been able to activate.

The lid of the cauldron had been lifted slightly at some point, and a tiny flame of deep purple fire was darting out from that corner.

This tiny spark not only allowed Jiang Peng to regain control of her body in an instant, but also burned the remnant soul, causing it to scream in terror and lose its previous arrogance.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

The lingering soul continued to scream.

Jiang Peng remained calm and unhurried. With a slight thought, the purple flames on her body vanished instantly.

The flames did not go out, but instead began to burn inside Jiang Peng's body.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

The remnant soul screamed in agony as Jiang Peng controlled the purple flames, relentlessly forcing it within its body until it was finally forced onto the little finger of its left hand.

Jiang Peng raised her hand.

His little finger was turning a strange blue color.

The remnant soul was invisible and intangible, but Jiang Peng was certain that it was inside his little finger, being burned by the flames of the cauldron he was controlling.

At this point, Jiang Peng finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"At least we survived, no matter what."

But along with surviving the ordeal, Jiang Peng also had many, many more questions in her mind.