Qin Yu, who was immersed in the Soul Tempering Technique of Ten Thousand Tribulations, forgot everything.
Tempering the soul again and again not only made his soul body stronger and stronger, but also made his state of mind continue to improve.
Qin Yu, who was completely immersed in it, no longer deliberately remembered the number of soul quenchings, because he could see the changes in his soul every time he quenched the soul, so he also enjoyed it.
This day!
"Buzz!"
When Qin Yu tempered and recovered his soul body, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came from the soul body.
Qin Yu suddenly woke up and quickly checked his soul body.
"This... has completed a great cycle?" Qin Yu looked at his shining soul body with a look of surprise.
According to the Soul Tempering Technique of Ten Thousand Tribulations, after completing a Great Zhoutian for the first time, the soul body will reach the perfect state for the first time.
At this time, Qin Yu discovered that he had reached the perfect state described by the Ten Thousand Tribulations Soul Tempering Technique.
Because Qin Yu has experienced thousands of bombardments, although his soul has recovered, it is still made up of countless soul fragments.
Therefore, there will be many flaws inside, but now, these flaws have disappeared, and the entire soul is integrated and exudes a faint light.
Not only that, Qin Yu found that his soul energy had become even more terrifying.
At this time, the energy of the soul turned gray-white, exuding a faint colorful light.
The soul quenching over the years has allowed the soul infant to perfectly integrate with the life and death pattern, so that all the soul energy is diffused from the life and death pattern, containing the powerful law power of the life and death pattern.
"Now my soul is not inferior to ordinary sixth-level monks in the ancestral realm." Qin Yu felt his soul carefully and felt very confident in his heart!
Of course, this does not mean that Qin Yu can ignore all the monks in Duantian City.
After all, although these monks were suppressed, the power contained in their divine patterns was beyond Qin Yu's ability to resist.
Unless, Qin Yu can activate all the power of the birth and death patterns and all-heaven patterns, and can refine some top-notch divine soul armors.
"If I can step into the seventh level of Divine Soul Refining Technique, maybe, in addition to those top experts, I can also kill ordinary gods..." Qin Yu's eyes flickered.
Now, he can actually completely ignore anyone whose true cultivation is below the divine realm, and even if he is in the divine realm, he doesn't care about it.
Because, Qin Yu's soul energy is powerful enough. Not only that, he masters the soul control technique of the Soul Control Sect, and coupled with the soul control... it is enough to make him an invincible existence in the divine realm.
"Next, I need to delve into the prison soul and the divine soul power! With the current strength of the soul, I can use most of the master's divine soul power. I will first understand the divine soul power, and then try to control the soul!" Qin Yu took a deep breath!
After taking a breath, the divine soul power of Master Emperor Soul appeared in his mind.
Master Emperor Soul asked Daniel to bring the nine-style divine soul power of the Soul-Controlling Sect Zhenzong. With Qin Yu's current divine soul power, he is enough to perform the first five of them.
"The first form of the Nine-Stage Magical Power: Destruction, detonating the power of one's own soul and destroying the souls of others..." The secret of the first form of the Nine-Stage Magical Power appeared in Qin Yu's mind, and the power of the soul filled the air.
At the same time, in Duantian City, there was a mansion.
Ying Bubai sat directly above the hall, listening to the report of the old man in front of him with an indifferent expression.
"It's been so long, and the Xingchenzi seems to have completely left the Wanxiang Soul Heaven. Young Emperor, if you keep waiting like this, I don't know how long you will have to wait." The old man sighed.
Ying Bubai stared sharply ahead, with a hint of struggle on his face.
"Young Emperor, didn't he wait for you to challenge him? Do you want us to raise the stakes and attract him to appear?" the old man said in a low voice.
"My intention is not to fight to the death, I just want to lure him out." Ying Bubai said.
He doesn't care about Qin Yu's life or death. What he cares about is the Ancestral Dragon Chair. He will try every means to get the Ancestral Dragon Chair from Qin Yu!
Only in this way can he firmly sit in the position of Young Emperor!
"Why don't we spread the news that the First Emperor's bloodline will be auctioned?" the old man said.
Ying Bubai slowly closed his eyes: "He is already the Purple Gold VIP of the Wanxiang Palace, and it is impossible for the Wanxiang Palace to reveal any information about him!"
"Have you found out the origin of the person with the spirit?" Ying Bubai suddenly opened his eyes.
"Nothing was found. From the information collected, we cannot derive his orthodoxy." The old man shook his head.
"Fifth uncle, you need to keep an eye on this person in person. He is the only hope to find Xingchenzi." Ying Bubai slowly turned his head to look at the old man and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Young Emperor!" The old man nodded respectfully.
"Just keep an eye on him and don't touch him. We can't antagonize him." Ying Bubai warned him again.
After the old man left, Ying Bubai stood up slowly and stared ahead: "The First Emperor's Dragon Chair... The First Emperor's Dragon Chair is rumored to be in the ancestral land of Winner. Why did it appear in the hands of Xingchenzi? Where did this Xingchenzi... come from?"
"No matter what, I will definitely get the Dragon Chair of the First Emperor. With my bloodline and ancestral soul, my position as Young Emperor is as secure as Mount Tai!" Ying Bubai took a deep breath.
Among the supreme and major forces, a position like the Young Emperor is the lifelong goal of countless monsters from all major forces.
And the young emperor's position does not mean he can sit back and relax after being confirmed, because every hundred years, the young emperor has to accept challenges from other monsters in the clan.
Once defeated, they will be replaced. Therefore, although winning and undefeated may look good on the surface, they dare not be careless, let alone slack off.
In another inn room in Duantian City.
In the room, a kind-hearted old man was walking back and forth with an anxious look on his face.
"Xiaofengzi, since I'm here, I won't be in a hurry to leave, so there's no need to be impatient." A man in scholarly clothes sat next to the coffee table, looked at the old man walking back and forth, and said with a smile.
The man in scholarly clothes looks to be in his early thirties, with a full head of black hair draped over his shoulders. Although his facial features are not outstanding, he gives people a sense of calmness and elegance. He has a calm expression and an easy-going smile on his face, which makes him look...
A sense of freedom and ease.
"Elder brother, I'm not in a hurry, but I want to prove that what I said is true. That boy is really that person's disciple from another generation, and he has his mark on him. I saw it right!!" Xiaofengzi
said anxiously.
"I didn't say that I don't believe him. Let's wait until I see him." The man in Confucian clothes said with a smile.
The more the man in scholarly clothes behaves like this, the more Xiaofengzi becomes unable to sit still...
"That's not right. How come this kid has taken my soul paper and still hasn't used it? Logically speaking, someone should have been eyeing him for a long time. And he is not around in Duantian City. Could it be that he is not in the Wanxiang Soul Heaven? No, next step
I must ask him clearly which divine realm he is next, and when necessary, go to him directly..."
