Having said this, Cheng Shifei's tone revealed a hint of respect and gratitude. He continued:
"The Soul Clan warrior I'm talking about is a descendant of the Demon Soul King, and one of the Soul Clan who did not betray the Demon Sect. She fought side by side with us, facing the Soul Clan's pursuit and the Soul Zhenfu's siege together. Only
It's a pity that in order to save us, she ended up falling into the hands of Zhenhun Palace, and she is still enduring endless torture in the Purgatory of Ecstasy."
Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a strong indignation and sympathy in his heart. He frowned, his eyes showing firmness and determination: "You... didn't think of a way to save her?" There was a hint of urgency in his voice.
and expectations, hoping to hear a positive answer from Cheng Shifei's mouth.
"Why haven't you thought about it?" Cheng Shifei frowned, with a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his tone.
"But we can't save her. The people who are looking after her are the people of the Soul-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church. We can't even destroy the Soul Clan, so how can we fight against the Soul-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church? You know, the Soul-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church is better than the Demon-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church.
It is several times more powerful, and it is simply a difference between clouds and mud. Compared with it, we are like an earthworm shaking a tree, unable to do what we want."
Ling Xiao's hands clenched his fists unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion. As a demon cultivator, he felt unspeakable indignation and anxiety in his heart.
He knew very well that he was burdened with a huge debt of gratitude from the Demon Soul King. This favor was like a heavy responsibility, weighing on his heart, making him unable to remain indifferent to the suffering suffered by the descendants of the Demon Soul King. His eyes flashed with determination.
The light is the desire for power.
"I am here this time to tell you that the Soul Clan is much more powerful than you think. They are not just ghost-like beings that exist in legends, they possess wisdom and power that we can hardly imagine. So,
You must also become stronger, stronger enough to compete with those seemingly invincible enemies."
As Cheng Shifei spoke, he slowly took out a treasure that shone with a faint light from his arms, and introduced it with a serious look:
"This treasure is called 'Shen Waishi', and it was left behind by the powerful soul clan man who stepped forward in times of crisis and saved us all. Only those with strong soul power can control its power.
Although Mr. Fu Zun and I are not low in cultivation, our soul power is not very good and we cannot really use it. As far as I know, this treasure is extremely rare among the soul clan, and ordinary people cannot touch it.
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"Only you," Cheng Shifei's eyes showed a trace of expectation and trust, "I heard that you are not only advanced in cultivation, but also have extraordinary talents and attainments in soul arts. Therefore, I specially took it and gave it to you.
To you."
Ling Xiao's eyes were firmly fixed on the treasure called "Shen Waishen". It was shaped like an exquisite human-shaped pendant. It was made of an unknown material and exuded a warm and soft luster, as if it contained a certain meaning.
An ancient and mysterious power.
Every detail of the pendant is carved lifelike, as if it is a miniature version of a real person, which makes people daydream endlessly.
There is a faint fluctuation of soul power flowing on its surface, just like the gentle breeze blowing over the water, and the ripples are so beautiful that it is intoxicating.
"What...what's the use of this?" Ling Xiao's voice trembled slightly, both out of awe of this treasure and out of curiosity about its efficacy.
He stretched out his hand and carefully took the "outer body". When his fingertips touched the warm surface, a warm and subtle energy seemed to flow along his meridians, which shocked his heart and felt an unprecedented feeling.
Wonderful experience.
"The function of the external body, in short, is to use one's own soul power to condense an external incarnation that is completely independent of the main body." There was a hint of awe in Cheng Shifei's voice, as if he was telling an ancient and ancient story.
Mysterious legend.
"According to the last words of the strong soul clan man, the terrifying thing about this outer body is that it can perform all the soul techniques that the main body can perform, and its power has not been reduced at all. It is like another living you, with
With the same skills and power as you."
Listening to Cheng Shifei's story, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with uncontrollable shock and desire.
He seemed to be able to imagine how spectacular and powerful it would be in the future battles when there would be a figure exactly like him beside him, and they would jointly perform powerful soul arts.
His breathing became rapid inadvertently, his chest heaved, and his inner excitement was indescribable.
"However," Cheng Shifei's tone paused slightly, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, "this treasure is not without limitations.
First of all, the upper limit of the outer body it condenses is the peak of the heavenly realm, which means that no matter how your body's cultivation level is improved, the strength of the outer body will stop there.
Furthermore, although the outer body is strong, once it is injured in battle, the damage will be directly fed back to the soul of the body. It can be said to be a double-edged sword, so you need to be careful when using it."
Speaking of this, Cheng Shifei's eyes became extremely deep, as if to remind Ling Xiao that although this power was powerful, it also came with huge risks.
He hoped that Ling Xiao could understand that a real strong man lies not only in how powerful he is, but also in how to use this power wisely to protect himself and others.
Ling Xiao's face did not show the slightest trace of disappointment. On the contrary, his eyes shone with understanding and expectation.
Although this treasure defies heaven, if it really has no limit, it would be unreasonable and too illusory. He knows that everything in the world has its own laws, and power and price often coexist. This is an unchanging truth in the world.
Regarding the restriction of "peak of heaven and human realm", Ling Xiao's heart was not too troubled. Because, although his current cultivation level is at the peak of immortal realm, with his profound knowledge and unique cultivation methods,
His strength has already faintly surpassed that of ordinary low-level Celestial Realm experts.
This means that even if the upper limit of the realm of the outer body is the peak of the Heavenly Realm, it does not pose a big restriction to Ling Xiao.
He even began to look forward to the amazing power that his outer body would exert when he truly reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and how terrifying and long its effects and duration would be.
As for the fact that injuries to the external body would cause damage to the body and soul, Ling Xiao didn't care at all. A confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the light of wisdom shone in his eyes.
He knew that he was good at the holy pattern formation, which was a magical skill that could communicate with heaven and earth and draw on the power of nature. With his formation skills, it was easy to protect his body from harm.
Just by thinking in your mind, you can put up heavy defenses, making your outer body feel like you are inside a copper wall, making it impossible to invade.