Martial Soul: Be a Saint

The members of the Wu Clan, including their Royal Elder Wu Tian, all had expressions of shock on their faces as they gasped in their hearts.

In an instant, the atmosphere turned extremely strange. All of the members of the Wu Clan's Meeting Room held their breaths and did not dare to breathe. Their gazes were tightly locked onto the huge pit.

At the bottom of the crater where the dust had settled, a charred figure stood up shakily from within the charred earth.

Even under such a violent and destructive power of lightning, he actually didn't die. This Martial Master Realm expert was truly extraordinary.

A shadow swept across, Wu Hao suddenly moved forward, raised his hand and sealed the injuries on Li Zhong's body, stopping him from using any of his martial qi.

"Do you think that just because you don't say anything, I won't make you say anything? It's still the same, you have underestimated my Wu Hao! " Wu Hao flashed in front of him, disdainfully looked at the severely injured Yun Che and said slowly, "You think too highly of yourself!"

"Wu …" Wu Hao, you won't be able to find your father, haha … "Haha …" Li Zhong's voice became extremely hoarse, the current him who was charred black, was badly mangled, the smile on his face, was extremely terrifying.

"Even if we can't find it, we still have to!"

Wu Hao stared at him as a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes. Then, she quickly formed a black imprint on his chest with his fingers.

As soon as the mark appeared, a shocking aura spread out.

When the Wu Clan saw the appearance of the imprint, their bodies trembled and their expressions changed drastically.

"This... Isn't this the long-lost Soulsearch Seal from the legends? "

The people from the Wu Clan blurted out at the same time, their faces full of shock.

The soul-searching imprint was a strange technique that allowed one to plunder the memories of the martial spirit. Using it, one could plunder the memories of the soul consciousness or the consciousness of the martial cultivators, obtaining all the information that the person who plundered it would know.

This kind of weird secret technique had existed in the ancient times and had a glorious history. However, because it was too strange, if the user couldn't control it well, the user would turn into an idiot and their martial spirit would scatter and become a zombie.

It just so happened that the Wu Clan's legacy had an ancient, bizarre secret technique, the Soul Searching Seal, described it. That was why they had recognized it at a glance as the Soul Searching Seal.

In fact, after witnessing the strange black soul search imprint and feeling the sense of crisis, Li Zhong didn't care about his severely injured body as he quickly retreated. Under the scorched black flesh, his eyes revealed fear.

Witnessing his actions, a cold smile suddenly surfaced on Wu Hao's face. He raised his eyebrows and ridiculed: "What … Could it be that you still have some time to be afraid? "

"You … You, how did you manage to use the lost secret technique of Ancient Soul Search? " Li Zhong's face was charred but it could still be seen that his face was ashen.

"So you actually know the Soul Searching Secret Technique!" In the blink of an eye, it suddenly became heavy and a domineering aura leaked out. Wu Hao said to him clearly: "Since you know the Spirit Search Secret Technique, you should also know the power of this technique along with its side effects. I believe you don't need me to explain it to you, you know what to do!"