The art of seizing souls has become extinct in Beiling Continent.
Even in the "Emperor's Scripture", there are only simple records about soul seizing, but no specific cultivation methods.
I don’t know how Patriarch Wuchen learned how to seize souls.
From the moment Patriarch Wuchen entered the chamber, Qin Mo used his mind power to secretly monitor him, just in case.
Qin Mo was also shocked when he realized that Patriarch Wuchen was stealing souls.
Once Patriarch Wuchen succeeds in seizing the soul, he can bypass the Golden Elixir Tribulation and directly enter the Immortal Ascension Realm.
And by then, Qin Mo would no longer be his opponent.
Everything Qin Mo gets now, including everything about himself, will be taken away by Ancestor Wuchen.
From the beginning, Patriarch Wuchen took the initiative to show weakness and win Qin Mo's trust, which was part of his plan.
This man's thoughtfulness and the depth of his city are simply terrifying.
If Qin Mo hadn't been careful, he might not even know how he died.
Inside the cave.
Ancestor Wuchen was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with two divine souls floating above his head.
One is his own, very dim and weak.
As for the other one, it was a divine soul of the Immortal Ascension Realm, exuding a faint golden light, as if plated with a layer of gold foil, giving people a sense of indestructibility.
At this moment, the two souls were entangled together, and the weak soul was devouring the powerful soul, forming a situation like a python swallowing a dragon.
"It's almost done, it's almost done..."
Ancestor Wuchen was very excited.
"I'm afraid you can't make it."
But at this moment, a sneer came from outside the cave.
Swish——
A ray of sword light came through the air and cut off the two entangled souls in the air.
"puff……"
Ancestor Wuchen spurted out blood and fell to the ground.
His soul instantly returned to his body.
The other soul was suppressed by a large formation and imprisoned.
Ancestor Wuchen glared at Qin Mo, "Why are you going back on your word?"
"You think it's just kids playing house? Adults are shameless and can go back on their word at any time."
Qin Mo shrugged and smiled cheekily.
Ancestor Wuchen really didn't expect that Qin Mo would regret it at the last moment.
He originally thought that the countless magic weapons in the treasure house would definitely make Qin Mo obsessed with them, and he would have no time to care about anything else.
But he still miscalculated.
"Are you spying on me? You never trusted me from the beginning?"
Ancestor Wuchen said through gritted teeth.
"You and I are not the same person, so how can I trust you? If you want to gain my trust, you have to be dead."
Qin Mo smiled coldly and pointed the Heavenly Devouring Sword at the opponent.
Ancestor Wuchen broke through at the most critical moment, and now his vitality has been severely damaged, making him even less likely to be Qin Mo's opponent.
"Hahaha... I didn't expect that my ancestor Wuchen had exhausted all his mechanisms and ended up falling into the hands of a young boy. How ironic!"
Ancestor Wuchen knelt on the ground and laughed at himself.
However, he was still unwilling to give in.
Even if he dies, he must bite Qin Mo hard to let him know what pain feels like.
"Boy, do you think you have won everything? I don't think so."
Ancestor Wuchen's eyes were determined, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Let's all die together!"
boom--
Ancestor Wuchen’s physical body was destroyed.
A dazzling golden light burst out, and the mana wave that destroyed the world instantly tore this treasure house into pieces.
This guy actually exploded the golden elixir and wanted to die with Qin Mo.
This was not the first time that Qin Mo blew himself up against Jin Dan, and he did not mess up his position.
Moreover, he had already anticipated what Patriarch Wuchen was thinking and was fully prepared.
The moment Patriarch Wuchen exploded the golden elixir, Qin Mo had already escaped from the treasure house.
In addition, he activated the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron to protect his physical body.
Although the self-destruction of Jindan is violent, it can isolate 90% of the impact due to the existence of the giant ice crystal door.
There is only a little aftermath left, which cannot shake the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron at all.
"Pity."
Qin Mo shook his head and sighed.
"What's the pity? Didn't we escape? And we won a great victory."
Meng Feixue doesn't understand.
"That's right, it's already good enough to escape."
Qin Mo nodded without further explanation.
In fact, what he regretted was the soul of the Divine Ascension Realm.
Ancestor Wuchen exploded his golden elixir and destroyed this soul.
If Qin Mo gets this soul, he can refine it into a god and demon puppet.
Souls can also be used as puppets.
However, Meng Feixue didn't understand this, and Qin Mo couldn't say much.
Just like Meng Feixue said, I am very lucky to be able to return home with a full load.
"Let's go back to Fulong Sect."
Qin Mo stopped thinking about it and left quietly with Meng Feixue.
Xueyunmen has been almost destroyed by him.
All seven lines of defense have been broken, all three ancestors are dead, and the Blood Cloud Sect's treasure house has been plundered, leaving only an empty shell of the Blood Cloud Sect.
No one dared to imagine that this huge sect that ruled the ice field and relied on the demon god would be wiped out by Qin Mo alone.
Years later, when people mention this again, their blood will surely boil.
…
Return to the ruins of the East China Sea.
Among the ruins of the immortal ruins, a figure suddenly rose from the ground.
"I'm not dead yet?"
Li Donghuang was unkempt and covered in blood.
He looked at the devastated ruins and the scattered corpses in unbelief.
"Why is this happening? So many masters are dead, why am I still alive?"
Li Donghuang held his head in his hands, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
He even checked several times before realizing he was still alive.
Just when he was in disbelief, his entire left arm suddenly felt hot, as if magma was rolling inside his body.
"What's this?"
Li Donghuang endured the severe pain and looked at his left arm in surprise.
His entire left arm was actually covered with black scales, and even his five fingers became slender and sharp, unlike human fingers.
"This, is this the demon god's palm?"
Li Donghuang felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
And just when he realized this, a breathtaking demonic energy burst out and penetrated every pore in his body.
"Ahhhhh..."
Li Donghuang's body seemed to be bursting, and he was in agony.
The black scales on his left arm gradually spread to other parts, engulfing Li Donghuang's body bit by bit.
I don’t know how long it took, but Li Donghuang has completely become a demon.
In his mind, a grand will came, which was the will of the demon god.
"Li Donghuang, you are already the clone of my demon god. From now on, I will give you supreme demon power..."
"Have I become a demon god's clone?"
Li Donghuang's eyes were dull.
He never thought that he would become a demon god clone and completely fall into the demon path.
Becoming a demon god clone means drawing a clear line between you and the human race, and you will become enemies when you meet again.
"What's wrong with being a demon? Now I've become a demon god's clone, possessing supreme demon power. I want to impress those who look down on me.
I want Qin Mo to die without a burial place!"
The dullness in Li Donghuang's eyes disappeared, and instead there was a rush of enthusiasm and excitement.