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In ancient times, Jiang Chen and the Wuliao Clan could barely be considered part of the same camp, as both were known for their fierce brutality and exceptional ruthlessness, allowing them to fight side by side in the realm of ferocious beasts. However, the two before them, bearing the bloodlines of the Xuanwu and Qinglong from the ancient Four Spirits, naturally did not belong to the category of ferocious beasts. Due to their stance, they often found themselves at odds with the Wuliao Clan, which also belonged to the beast tribe. An unresolvable enmity had long existed between them.
"Heh, since you have become remnants of souls, what is so strange about our current forms? In the war of myriad races, who can truly escape?" The Xuanming Beast spoke slowly, its voice deep yet steady, completely devoid of the aggressive demeanor one would expect from two ferocious beasts.
"Haha, this contest for the Boundary Soul is akin to a war. You two wish to surpass us, but it won't be easy!" The Heavenly Sea Dragon was rather lively, filled with provocation in its words. Its kind was inherently combative; however, due to the rules of the Embalmer and Boundary Induction, they were unable to strike. Yet in conversation, it showed no signs of backing down!
The onlookers below gazed at the four Evil Souls in a standoff high above, their eyes wide with astonishment. Each of them had become powerful figures among the Embalmers and had once been hailed as geniuses enjoying great honor in their youth! Yet even they had never been able to attract such terrifying beings during their awakening! Qian Mo's Boundary Induction had now transformed into an unprecedented Specter gala!
On the ground and within the forests, countless souls roamed about, with eerie cold laughter and sorrowful cries echoing intermittently. The Ancient Rock Beast and Flame Sparrow continuously emitted restless roars and bird calls.
The source of their agitation was none other than the four colossal figures hovering above!
"Xuanming Beast, Heavenly Sea Dragon, do not get too complacent. Although your clans belong to that pretentious group claiming to be compassionate divine beasts and can indeed win some favor from that exceptionally gifted little one, once you become Boundary Souls, you are irrevocably linked to the life of the realm master Embalmer and serve as mere supplements. This has been the rule since Boundary Induction emerged: it allows those with fearsome reputations as Boundary Souls to eliminate barriers with humanity and not worry about suspicion affecting their willingness to become a source of power for Embalmers. Therefore, ultimately, the ownership of this Boundary Soul will depend on whose strength is greater! Once that little one can no longer sustain its supply of spirit power, we four must enter this realm and battle it out; then you will truly feel our might. At that time, let’s see if you can still laugh!"
Wuliao proved itself as a formidable beast focused on soul cultivation; its words were sharp yet powerful in response to the Heavenly Sea Dragon's taunt.
Upon hearing Wuliao's words, the other three giants fell silent. Possessing a powerful Embalming Coffin Realm Boundary Soul was a dream for every Embalmer. Thus, whenever multiple Specters sought to become Boundary Souls, survival of the fittest became necessary. At that point, it was no longer about them recognizing the Embalmers but rather about the Embalmers selecting them! The selection process involved entering that Coffin Realm like parasitic insects, battling each other until only the strongest—who also resonated most harmoniously with the Coffin Realm—remained as Boundary Soul.
Of course, each lineage of Embalmers had its own rules; during battles in Boundary Induction, harming each other's lives was prohibited—a basic safeguard for these Specters' existence.
"Heh, with your two bodies filled with evil energy, Brother Xuanming can suppress you without any chance for a comeback."
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