Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

The world was dark and gloomy. Thunder and lightning rumbled like the end of the world.    

When the group of black-clad men stepped into the cemetery, they discovered that the world had changed. A bolt of heavenly lightning flashed beside them, emanating a destructive might.    

Over a hundred of the supreme experts of the Guardian God Palace entered the cemetery and witnessed the scene in front of them. Their hearts were filled with shock.    

When Elder Di Long saw this, he was astonished. At the same time, the soul consciousness swept out from his body. When he saw the array formations and restrictions, he immediately realized what had happened.    

"This is bad, we've fallen into a trap. Everyone heed my orders and follow me to break through the array!"    

Within the Primordial God's tomb s, they were in the midst of creating souls for eternity. As they watched the two who had fallen into the killing array, a hint of disdain flashed deep within their eyes.    

"Break the formation?"    

What a dream. As a Venerable One from the upper realms, how could the killing formations personally laid be something that you all could break?    

The creation of the soul continued. In the blood wood space, the refinement of the Nine Reincarnation Body Sculpting Pill had reached the most critical moment.    

There was still more than half of the ninety-nine eighty-one days left.    

Time seemed to pass in a flash. In the blink of an eye, eighty-one days had passed.    

After looking forward to such a long time, they finally welcomed this day.    

On this day, The Ancestor Martial Spirit stood in front of the group with his hands behind his back, looking up at the Eternal Incantation that was in the air, a nervous expression flashed across his face.    

All of the soul energy absorbed by the Nine Revolutions Soul Formation had been gathered into the original body of the ancient incantation, and the damaged soul was being rapidly restored using the secret Nirvanic Rebirth Technique.    

"Heavenly Dao, if you destroy my Doom!"    

Eternal Incantation thought to himself.    

With the recovery of her soul, her previous cultivation had returned. This was her fate, and it was fated to be a calamity.    

In blood wood space, the Dragon Cauldron Ice Flame was burning. Inside the cauldron, there was a nine-colored pill that was only the size of a thumb, emanating an endless amount of life force.    

This was a Nine Revolutions Sculpting Pill, capable of sculpting a remnant body.    

Back then, when Zhuang Liandie committed suicide, she was stabbed in the heart and almost died. If not for the fact that Wu Hao used the sealing technique to seal him, she would have died a long time ago.    

A Pill Mark.    

Two Pill Marks.    

Three Pill Marks...    

Five Pill Marks …    

Nine Pill Marks...    

It was only when the ninth seal was formed that Wu Hao, who had been focused on concocting pills, finally heaved a sigh of relief.    

Nine pill patterns signified the completion of the Nine Revolving Core, forming the Nine Revolving Body Pill. The next step was to collect the pills.    

In the outside world, the The Ancestor Martial Spirit had found out about Wu Hao's progress in refining pills through his soul consciousness, and his heart was filled with joy.    

"I've finally succeeded. The restoration of my soul that has been chanting since the ancient times is nearing the end. This sovereign has finally fulfilled his wish in this world. It's time for me to leave!" he muttered to himself.    

Just as the members of the Guardian God Palace were struggling in the killing array, the ancient chants in the air suddenly released a sacred light, enveloping the entire Primordial God's tomb.    

In the blink of an eye.    

Everyone felt an illusion, as if they were bathing in an incomparably pure spirit pond.    

"Thank you for your Martial Spirit. This is a bit of reward from me. Enjoy it as much as you want. It will be beneficial to you!" The ancient chanting opened his eyes and slowly descended from the sky.    

She was like a goddess that had descended to the mortal world.    

"Greetings, Patriarch!"    

"Greetings, Patriarch!"    

The moment the ancient chants came out, Fat Li Shen Ji and the young Divine Martial Arts both kneeled down to her, revealing their reverence for her that no one could understand.    

"En, not bad. In the past, this sovereign left behind the inheritance of the God Base. It seems like it has not been cut off until now!"    

He looked at them from time immemorial and revealed a gratified smile. He was not angry, but his might was. He was like a natural born superior.    

After saying that, she took out the inheritance scroll of the Gate of Mysterious Technique, split it into two, and threw it towards the two of them.    

"This is the inheritance that you want, regardless of what happens, if I am unable to continue down this path, then the heavy responsibility will be given to you juniors!"    

The two of them took the scroll. They were in disbelief, but soon after, their faces revealed expressions of ecstasy.    

"Many... "Thank you, Ancestor!"    

"I'm not thanking you. Go back and work hard!"    

The ancient chants replied lightly to them, and then walked towards the The Ancestor Martial Spirit in the distance.