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The Otherworldly Ink Pen was left behind by Qian Gu, the first patriarch of the Qian Family and the chief warrior of the Xuanyuan. Each of the Yulian Five Families possessed an Otherworldly Ink Pen, which required the unique blood of the family to activate. For countless years, only Qian Mo from the Qian Family had been recognized and able to form a contract with the Otherworldly Ink Pen! It is said that these five Otherworldly Ink Pens were derived from the Embalming Brush once used by the Xuanyuan, but no one has been able to control them, so their authenticity remains uncertain. One thing is for sure: the Otherworldly Ink Pen harbors immense power!
"The Otherworldly Ink Pen has a unique method of blood amplification. Later, I will lead everyone in performing the Soul Melding and Spirit Building Technique to temporarily stabilize Qian Mo's soul injury and bring him back to consciousness. Qian Xuan, you will guide him in using the blood amplification Secret Technique to control this Embalming Coffin Realm to suppress the Evil Soul Chaotic. However, since Qian Mo is still young, I’m not sure if he can handle controlling the Embalming Coffin Realm. If anything goes wrong, as you suggested, we will immediately sever his connection with it. Compared to a prodigy of the Embalmer realm, I value my living son-in-law much more!"
Xuanmu understood that time was of the essence and quickly conveyed his thoughts to everyone. The others wasted no time and swiftly sat down according to the requirements of the Secret Technique, preparing for the formation.
Qian Xuan said nothing further but slowly bowed to everyone. The Soul Melding and Spirit Building Technique could be considered one of the most powerful Secret Techniques of the Embalmer lineage, capable of forcibly holding a scattered soul for twelve hours—a formidable ability. However, it required great strength from the practitioner and would harm their own soul and vitality upon use! Although they had failed to protect him before, everyone was now willing to pay this price, and Qian Xuan felt grateful towards them!
"Those within the formation, heed my command! Listen to my voice as I use the method of melding souls and building spirits to hold your life for one day—may your three souls remain intact and your seven spirits not scatter. By the banks of the River of Three Paths, those who are departing, return swiftly with your pure souls!"
Xuanmu led everyone in forming strange hand seals. As he moved, a chilling wind began to stir in the forest, making it feel as if frost had settled on everything around them, sending shivers through their very souls. Waves of energy rose from everyone and converged above Qian Mo, who lay on the ground before sinking into his body. That was the power of souls!
In an instant, it was as if a nightmare had abruptly ended; Qian Mo opened his eyes wide and sat up suddenly. At that moment, all those who had performed the technique began to bleed from their mouths and noses before collapsing onto the ground.
"What... what happened? What’s wrong with Grandpa Mu and everyone else? I remember some asshole ruined my plans and made me spit out a lot of blood..."
Feeling somewhat disoriented, Qian Mo glanced around at his surroundings, his memories hazy.
He only remembered that he had extraordinary talent; when his Embalming Coffin Realm took shape, it attracted countless souls. Later on, some powerful Specters from ancient times came as well. He was just about to enjoy watching who among them would become his destined Boundary Soul when a strange monster invaded his Coffin Realm. This creature was enveloped in black mist and nearly shattered him with its forceful entry. It seemed to disregard Boundary Induction rules and killed several powerful Specters... Then he recalled! That asshole even tried to forcibly absorb his Three Souls and Seven Spirits into his Embalming Coffin Realm before he passed out!
"It hurts; it really hurts!"
As memories flooded back, Qian Mo still vividly felt that pain as if his soul was about to dissipate!
"Hurt? Just wait; you'll feel more pain soon!"
Qian Xuan rushed over upon seeing his precious son finally awake.
"Huh? Dad, what do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Summon the pen and draw blood!"
"Huh?!"
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