The sword flow looks gentle, but it contains shocking murderous intent, constantly strangling the incoming resentful spirits.
Without the influence of the resentful spirit, the power of the remaining souls in the sea of consciousness exploded, although it brought extreme pain.
But under the stimulation of the Spirit Tempering Technique, the fluctuations and increases are also turning into one's own pure spiritual consciousness at a faster speed.
After just one stick of incense, the pained expression on Su Twelve's face disappeared, replaced by a look of calmness and a hint of joy.
No matter what the evil spirits have planned, the recovery and rapid growth of his spiritual consciousness is a matter of great benefit and no harm to him.
"What? This guy... actually... actually held on?" .??.
"How is it possible that even a Dzogchen monk at the Nascent Soul Stage would be unable to withstand such a terrifying remnant soul impact?"
"How powerful is the spiritual consciousness technique he cultivates?"
"What should we do now? This divine consciousness sword light is getting more and more powerful. When it is completely refined and absorbs the remaining souls in the sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness will reach an astonishing level!"
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The ghost mist surged and voices came out, causing many newly promoted third-level grudges to retreat.
Before they could finish speaking, they began to retreat.
None of these methods will succeed, and these resentful spirits have no hope of being able to capture Su Twelve.
Once the resentful spirits with incomplete consciousness and intelligence are completely consumed, they will most likely be sacrificed next.
Spiritual wisdom is born, and crisis awareness also develops.
However, although these resentful spirits reacted quickly, they were still a step too slow.
The moment the resentful spirits finished speaking and their bodies moved.
"You...what are you two bastards doing?"
"Ah... no, no, I don't want to die..."
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Several exclamations came from the depths of the ghost mist.
Immediately afterwards, two terrifying suction forces appeared.
All the resentful spirits trying to escape lost control of their bodies and were pulled by this power, rushing into the depths of the ghost mist.
For a while, wailing sounds came and went.
But no matter how these resentful spirits howled and struggled, they had no resistance at all under this suction.
The sound only lasted for a moment and then completely quieted down.
In an instant, there was deathly silence within the entire Yunge Sect.
The ghostly mist that filled the sky condensed into two huge virtual images of human figures ten feet high.
The virtual image breathes out ghostly wind and ghost energy, emitting bursts of astonishing airflow fluctuations.
Wherever the air flow went, vegetation, trees, bamboos and rocks were destroyed, and the earth was shaken.
"Boy, I can't believe that you are so powerful."
"Hmph! No matter how strong your cultivation is, you still cannot escape death today!"
The two virtual images looked at each other, their strength surged, and their tone became extremely arrogant.
The moment they finished speaking, they each waved their hands and clenched their fists, and with a majestic force, they suddenly hit Su Twelve.
"Huh? Finally...can't you help but take action?"
Su Twelve frowned slightly and glanced at the two phantoms. The flow of the sword transformed by his spiritual consciousness stopped, and his expression showed solemnity and surprise.
The two resentful spirits in front of me are definitely comparable to monks in the early stages of the Nascent Soul stage in terms of strength.
But the problem is that as their strength has increased, they have not been baptized by the thunder of heavenly tribulation.
It's almost unbelievable to say this kind of thing.
You must know that whether it is for monks, monsters, or even other living beings, the change in cultivation strength from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage can be described as a qualitative change.
Under the divine power of the Heavenly Tribulation, countless living beings with good cultivation and strength were just a few steps behind.
Opportunities, either the future is lost or the person dies.
As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, Su Twelve felt even more horrified.
He was horrified, and he reacted extremely quickly when faced with the attacks from the two phantoms of resentful spirits.
The lights of the divine consciousness swords hovering in front of him trembled together, quickly merged, and turned into a towering giant sword.
The condensation of so many consciousness lightsabers into one giant sword was Su Twelve's sudden idea.
Su Twelve could not predict how much power this sword had.
The giant sword soared into the sky, bringing with it a strong howling wind, and slashed at the two ghostly mist images in front of them.
Under the pressure of the power of the sword light, the faces of the two ghostly mist images changed.
Although there were no specific expressions, the eerie ghostly mist undulating around them showed that the two of them were shocked.
"How...how is it possible?"
"ah……"
Before he could react, the sword light was already forcing him forward.
A sword passed through, screams rang out, and two ghostly mist images were chopped off by Lazy Yao in the air.
The dense ghostly fog rose into the sky like a blowout, condensing into bursts of black clouds in the sky.
A large amount of residual soul power leaked out, filling the entire Yun Ge Sect inside and outside.
"Huh? Is this... solved?"
Su Twelve squinted his eyes, a certain light shining with vigilance.
He could clearly feel the terror of the two level four resentful spirits.
It seemed that the overall situation was settled in front of me, but I didn't dare to relax at all, let alone rush to activate my consciousness to absorb the power of the residual souls scattered in the air. Instead, I allowed these powers to slowly dissipate.
Time passed bit by bit, and after a full hour, nearly 30% of the residual soul power that filled the inside and outside of the Yunge Sect dissipated.
Nothing unusual happened in front of Su Twelve's eyes.
"Are these two level four resentful spirits really...
Destroyed?"
"Well... the spiritual consciousness increased sharply, the sword light merged, and the power was indeed beyond my imagination. It is... not impossible for the resentful spirit to be eliminated."
The thought flashed across his mind, and Su Twelve confirmed it again and again.
It wasn't until more than 50% of the remaining soul's power was left that we took action.
In the sea of consciousness, spiritual consciousness trembled, forming a huge and sharp force.
The next second, with Su Twelve as the center, an astonishing vortex formed, sweeping in the power of the remaining souls from all directions.
When the God Tempering Technique is used again, the remnant soul power will be directly refined and absorbed the moment it enters the sea of consciousness.
Time passed bit by bit, and Su Twelve stood still, never moving an inch.
In the blink of an eye, seven days and seven nights passed.
As the resentful spirit disappears, the power of the remaining soul decreases, and the black clouds above Yunge Sect also dissipate unknowingly.
The gloom of Yunge Sect was swept away.
The bright sunshine fell on the earth, and the moment the light fell on Su Twelve.
Su Twelve suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp rays of light were projected out of his eyes, which contained invisible power. Wherever his eyes went, mountains and rocks were destroyed.
At this moment, in the sea of consciousness, astonishing spiritual consciousness was constantly surging, making Su Twelve feel an unprecedented sense of comfort.
"Tsk tsk...this God Tempering Technique is really overbearing."
"With so many remnant souls of resentful spirits, if a monk in the orifice stage were to absorb them hastily, he would go crazy."
"But with the God Tempering Technique, not even a trace of impurities can be left. With so much divine consciousness in the Consciousness Sea, the chances of winning in the upcoming battle will be much better."
Su Twelve murmured in a low voice, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, unable to hide the joy in his heart.
Ever since his consciousness returned and he mastered the God Tempering Technique, he has never had so much divine consciousness in his sea of consciousness.
Such a current situation even made it impossible for him to control it freely for a while.