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The lingering soul did not expect that this seemingly light figure, Han Yuan Wang, possessed such profound cultivation and strength. However, it did not give up; instead, it decided to take a more direct approach to win over Han Yuan Wang.
"Han Yuan Wang, I am the Blood Emperor of Ancient Times. If you are willing to become my subordinate, I will bless you with Conquest over this continent!" The lingering soul spoke through Su Mingyu's mouth, presenting an enticing offer that seemed to carry an alluring magic.
Yet, Han Yuan Wang merely smiled disdainfully, pondering internally. A mere ancient demon, even if it once had glory, was now nothing more than a lingering soul—what worth did it hold? How could I, Han Yuan Wang, ever submit to another?
"Hmph, Blood Emperor? Even at your peak, you would hardly catch my eye. Now you are but a wisp of a soul; what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" Han Yuan Wang's words were filled with contempt and mockery, his gaze as cold as ice, as if he could see through all illusions.
At that moment, Chen Moxuan's eyes narrowed. He was now certain that there must be a powerful figure guiding Han Yuan Wang! Whether it was in response to his Yin Yang Boundary Diagram or advancing the First Rank fetus, someone must have given him direction!
As Chen Moxuan contemplated this, Su Mingyu—or rather the wrathful lingering soul of the Blood Emperor—finally lost its temper. It seemed unthinkable that the Han Yuan Wang they had tried so hard to win over would look down on them so easily.
With a wave of his hand, Su Mingyu led the army into battle. At the same time, the Holy Blood Armor he wore glowed brightly in red. There was no need for Junqi to condense that red light; it enhanced this mortal army significantly.
The mortal army of Da Ao Kingdom fought fearlessly and exhibited remarkable recovery speed as long as they were not killed—like an undying army. This scene left even Chen Moxuan stunned.
At this moment, he finally recognized the difference in this mortal army. Beside him, Tiger Brother saw through the depths of their power and remarked that their strength had been maintained; they were clearly only at the Houtian Ten to Twelve realm at most. Yet when faced with Innate-level Ice Soul Puppets, they showed no hesitation whatsoever.
All these mortals have been demonized! They might have consumed some kind of Demon Elixir or fallen victim to a Demon Curse, resulting in their half-demon transformation, which is why they recover so quickly.
The spell that emits that red light makes these people fearless, unafraid of battle.
At this moment, Chen Moxuan pondered and spoke. "We cannot let them determine the victor; we must become the winners amidst the chaos. Xuanji, I will lead a portion of our forces to launch a surprise attack from the flank and disrupt their formation. You will lead the main force to strike at Su Mingyu's position. Tiger Brother, inform Chen Feng inside the city to charge out and join us when the time is right for a joint assault."
Tiger Brother immediately took flight and swiftly entered the city.
Xuanji did not hesitate and quickly assigned tasks. With a command, the cultivators of the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land scattered like arrows released from a bow, swiftly moving according to plan.
The main force led by Xuanji surged forward like an unstoppable torrent towards Su Mingyu's location. Utilizing the unique formations of the Holy Land, they maximized their power; each attack was accompanied by brilliant light, resembling meteors streaking across the sky as they struck fiercely at the enemy lines.
Meanwhile, Chen Moxuan and his group moved like ghosts, weaving through from the side with a clear target in mind: the leading Han Yuan Wang.
Though these Puppets were strong, they had weaknesses—specifically, their controller, Han Yuan Wang. If Han Yuan Wang were to fall, the Puppet Army would be like headless flies, losing their combat effectiveness.
However, Han Yuan Wang quickly locked onto Chen Moxuan's figure on the battlefield, excitement and ferocity flashing in his eyes as if he had spotted a long-awaited prey.
"Hmph, Chen Moxuan, you finally showed yourself! I have found a way to deal with your immortal body!" He laughed loudly, his voice brimming with triumph.
Hearing this, Chen Moxuan couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise. Over these past years, through countless storms and trials, no one had ever discovered a method to counter him. What kind of trick does this seemingly light-hearted Han Yuan Wang possess?
Just as he was filled with doubt, Han Yuan Wang suddenly flickered and seemed to transform into an invisible force that instantly vanished from sight.
Immediately after, a chilling aura surged from all directions, pressing against Chen Moxuan's Soul Sea.
Indeed, he was worthy of being in the One-Grade Fetal Realm; his speed, strength, and physical prowess far surpassed Chen Moxuan’s. However, it was evident that Han Yuan Wang's attack seemed specifically aimed at his soul.
"Han Yuan Wang!" he shouted, "Ling Yuan Separation!"
A strange and dark wave suddenly enveloped his body, aiming to attack the most vulnerable part—his soul. Chen Moxuan felt a violent disturbance in his Soul Sea, as if an invisible force was tearing at his very essence.
He was taken aback, never expecting Han Yuan Wang to be so formidable. However, he was an immortal being; the resilience of his soul far exceeded that of ordinary people. Chen Moxuan quickly steadied his Soul Sea and began to retreat. It seemed this guy had truly found a way to target him!
Just as he pondered how to counter this threat, a sudden wave of intense danger surged within him. Alarmed, he halted his steps and noticed that a layer of eerie blue ice crystals had formed around Han Yuan Wang's body without him realizing it. These ice crystals emitted a faint cold light, seemingly containing endless chill and murderous intent.
"Where do you think you're running?"
Han Yuan Wang, believing he had discovered the key to victory, curled his lips into a cold smile and advanced step by step. The chilling aura surrounding him grew denser, like the biting wind of winter, piercingly cold. His eyes sparkled with the light of assured victory, as if he had already foreseen the outcome.
"Hmph, Chen Moxuan, do you think that just because you are immortal, no one can defeat you? Today, I will show you that even so-called eternity can be shattered!"
Han Yuan Wang's voice was icy and resolute as he waved his hands. Instantly, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and a layer of eerie blue ice crystals rapidly spread around Chen Moxuan, attempting to completely encase him in ice.
Chen Moxuan felt a bone-chilling cold surge towards him; his movements became sluggish as if bound by invisible shackles. Yet he did not give up resisting; the energy within him surged forth, transforming into warm currents that sought to dispel the surrounding chill.
His gaze remained steady and calm; even in such a dire moment, there was no hint of panic. With a cold snort, Chen Moxuan unleashed the power within him, generating a powerful shockwave aimed at shattering the surrounding ice crystals.
However, Han Yuan Wang did not give him any chance to retaliate. Just as Chen Moxuan prepared to counterattack, Han Yuan Wang activated the Ling Yuan Separation Technique once more.
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