"You haven't eaten?"

Chen Xuan's soul emitted a faint sound.

"How is that possible?!"

Xu Songyan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with horror, and his heart was filled with endless waves of shock.

The soul can speak; this is something that only a Nascent Soul cultivator can do.

The primary condition for reaching the Divine Transformation stage is that the soul is like a living person and can survive outside the body.

But how could that be!

In the current environment, even a Golden Core cultivator needs to break through their limits to reach that level, let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator who has crossed two realms!

"Playing tricks!"

"You must be faking it!"

He frantically activated all his divine soul essence, his body surging with black energy, and he spared no expense in overdrawing his lifespan to squeeze, crush, and tear it apart once again!

Still no use!

Chen Xuan's soul remained as solid as a rock. Although there was no sublimation, it was condensed and unyielding, lifelike.

In comparison, Xu Songyan's spirit appears humble and laughable.

Like fireflies trying to catch the bright moon, or ants trying to shake the heavens.

Chen Xuan finally raised his eyes, his gaze indifferent and cold, devoid of any emotion.

"You dare to disturb my soul?"

"You pride yourself on your divine soul, then I will kill you with my divine soul!"

The words were spoken in a single sentence.

Chen Xuan's pale white divine soul, suspended in mid-air, traversed the distance and pointed a finger at Xu Songyan's brow.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no overwhelming offensive.

It was merely a very faint leak of the Dao.

boom! ! !

A deafening explosion erupted within Xu Songyan's sea of ​​consciousness!

He had no time to be terrified or regretful. His proud divine soul essence shattered and disintegrated in an instant!

"How...how could this be...why...why would this happen..."

He made an incredulous sound, then suddenly his voice went blank and lifeless, as if his soul had been ripped away in an instant.

At the same time, blood gushed from all seven orifices of his body, and he froze on the spot, quickly losing all signs of life.

"What's wrong with this old guy? Why is he suddenly so still?"

Lin Xiaoman looked surprised.

"He's dead."

Chen Xuan's soul returned to his body, he patted his sleeves, and said casually.

! ! ! !

Lin Xiaoman's eyes widened to bulge.

"How could he...die?"

Ye Li's mouth opened slightly and trembled a few times.

Lin Xiaoman mustered her courage and stepped forward to touch Xu Songyan.

With a thud, his body fell to the ground, his eyes still open, dying with unfinished business.

At the same time, Chen Xuan flicked his finger, and a wisp of Phoenix True Fire fell, instantly burning Xu Songyan's body to ashes.

A true annihilation!

"Ahhhhh—"

"Sister Li, that old man is really dead!"

"He died just like that?!"

"Aaaaaah!"

"Sister Li, look!"

Lin Xiaoman cried out excitedly, grabbed Ye Li's arm, and struggled to move forward.

Ye Li's expression was one of shock.

Although she couldn't see the clash of souls, the outcome was already quite clear from the situation.

"Chen...Chen Xuan, you shattered his soul?"

"Hmm, upon seeing my divine soul, not only did he not bow down in worship, but he also dared to attack me with utter disrespect."

Chen Xuan nodded. "And so, his soul was completely shattered."

One second he was arrogant and domineering, ready to shatter other people's souls.

In that instant, his own soul was annihilated by a counterattack, leaving him both body and soul destroyed.

The entire process took only a moment.

"so--"

"Just like that, the lofty Golden Core cultivator died right before our eyes?"

The crowd froze, looking at each other as if they'd seen a ghost.

"Don't stare at me, I don't understand either!"

"This is a mysterious divine soul; the research institute hasn't produced any results yet, and I'm completely baffled!"

Almost instantly, Dr. Wang's face was the focus of many gazes, burning with embarrassment.

His scalp tingled, and he quickly explained, fearing that if he hesitated even a second longer, he would be pounced on by this group of excited people.

He didn't want to end up like Wang Baole, covered in sweat.

But the trembling and excitement in my heart were no less than anyone else's, and perhaps even greater.

How exactly did Chen Xuan manage to do that?

That's a soul-binding technique!

Unlike other methods, such as using treasure formations or arrays, it might be able to put up some resistance.

When it comes to the soul, it is an absolute crushing of the inferior by the superior, which is insurmountable.

So, how exactly did Chen Xuan manage to do that in that brief moment?

"Is he really dead?"

An Changmin's expression was the most blank. It took him a long time to realize that this was not a hallucination. He suddenly loosened his clenched fist and grinned.

Good riddance!

Good riddance!

……

"You ask me how I did it?"

"It's very simple. First, you separate your soul from your body, then give him a flick on the forehead, and his soul will naturally be shattered."

Faced with Lin Xiaoman's question, Chen Xuan answered truthfully without any attempt to hide anything.

But to them, this was nothing short of a fantasy.

Lin Xiaoman shook her head vigorously, but there was no sound of water inside, so why couldn't she understand anything?

Ye Li's expression was complicated. It seemed that Chen Xuan was far more than just a sword cultivator.

Sword cultivators are very pure; they dedicate their entire lives to the cultivation of the sword, and they do not understand formations, much less soul magic.

"Sir, what should we do with this Blood Silence Demon Lord?"

At this moment, Ye Li had changed how she addressed Chen Xuan; his status as a disciple of Pei Jianzun was insignificant in front of him.

"Whatever you say."

"His foundation has collapsed, his soul has shattered, he won't live past tonight."

As Chen Xuan spoke, he yawned, "After a whole night of noise, I'm up all night again."

"Staying up late is bad for your health, I need to go back and catch up on my sleep."

"I'm gone."

After saying that, he waved his hand, actually intending to go back to sleep.

Everyone looked at each other.

Tonight, in this vast city of Qingcheng, only this person will be able to sleep peacefully.

Suddenly remembering something, Ye Li immediately took a few steps forward and asked, "Sir, now that Xu Songyan is dead, how should the Xu family respond?"

"The Xu family?"

Chen Xuan paused, then asked curiously, "What Xu family? Does such a family even exist?"

Upon hearing this, the wind seemed to freeze, and everyone's hearts trembled.

How could they not understand the meaning of those words... Sir, you're trying to eliminate the root of the problem!

Ye Li took a deep breath and slowly said, "If that's the case, then we must act quickly. After all, the Xu family is a reclusive family, and their foundation is still..."

"Don't worry about it, someone's doing it."

Chen Xuan waved his hand, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Ye Li wanted to ask more about the specifics, but just then, her communicator rang.

Li Bai: "Hurry to the Xu family's house, wash the floor, and move things."

Ye Li: "???"

"You call yourself Lingxiao's inspector? How come you're so clueless?"

Li Bai sighed softly: "The Xu family dared to attack you, sir. I had no choice but to punish them by confiscating their property and exterminating their clan."

There was no travel across the land. The moment he learned that the Xu family was hostile to him, he went to the Xu family and blocked their door.

As a devoted fan of the idol, one should learn to proactively share his burdens.

Upon hearing this, Ye Li was startled. "So, you... you..."

"Yes, sir. Those whose aura is impure and who may harm others shall be killed."

"I didn't kill many, just over a hundred people. I spared the elderly, women, and children."

The murderous intent contained in those two simple sentences almost overflowed from the screen.

After tonight, the Xu family will truly cease to exist!

at the same time.

Far away in Jiangnan, in the heart of the southern border, Wu Minghuang sensed something, opened her eyes from meditation, and stood up to gaze at Qingzhou.

"This is the aura of the Blood Moon Formation..."

"It shattered suddenly... Why are the ways it shattered so similar...?"

"Prime Minister Chen, could it be you?"

That image of a white-robed minister remains firmly etched in my heart, even after thousands of years.

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