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Aside from making the treasure robe on him shine even brighter, it was of no use whatsoever. Truly, he was a figure who had lived for over ten thousand years. So powerful that standing beneath the heavenly thunder felt like taking a bath. That Han Yuan Wang was really unfortunate to have provoked such a person!
Shi Yuan's fellow disciples around him gasped in amazement. Originally, Shi Yuan had intended to target Chen Moxuan, but now he was completely dumbfounded. Thoughts of the sarcastic remarks he had made earlier echoed in his mind, and he couldn't help but wish he could strangle himself: How did I dare to say those things?
At that moment, Chen Moxuan amplified his spiritual power and delved deeper into Han Yuan Wang's Soul Sea. His gaze was piercing, as if it could penetrate all illusions and see into the depths of Han Yuan Wang's soul. Eventually, the mysterious soul hidden within Han Yuan Wang's Soul Sea had nowhere left to hide and was seized by Chen Moxuan.
In that instant, the entire Soul Sea seemed to tremble, and Han Yuan Wang's soul let out a heart-wrenching scream as if it were being torn apart. Chen Moxuan held the Soul Mirror in his hand, coldly staring at the mysterious soul he had extracted, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth. I want to see what your true origins are.
The moment the mysterious soul was pulled from the Soul Sea by Chen Moxuan, it appeared remarkably intact, almost tangible. Its form resembled that of an old man with a weathered face, deep wrinkles, and eyes that revealed endless vicissitudes and wisdom. His long hair flowed like silver threads, and he wore an ancient robe, resembling a sage who had traversed from a bygone era.
Chen Moxuan felt a surge of surprise within; he realized that his previous assumptions were incorrect. This was not some grand scheme by a powerful figure from another continent but rather a secret hidden within Han Yuan Wang himself. From what he could see, Han Yuan Wang was evidently a chosen one blessed with great fortune, and the aura surrounding him corresponded with this mysterious soul.
"What is your true origin?" Chen Moxuan asked in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on the old man's soul. However, the soul remained silent, merely gazing back at Chen Moxuan with its profound eyes.
At that moment, Han Yuan Wang quietly regained some strength. A glint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he suddenly launched an attack at Chen Moxuan. "Die!" This strike seemed like a thunderous blow, but in reality, Han Yuan Wang had long been sealed of his spiritual power; his physical strength could hardly inflict any significant damage.
It was a feigned attack; his true intention was to escape. For Chen Moxuan, this was nothing more than a desperate struggle in its dying moments. You couldn't kill me at your peak; now that your spiritual power is sealed and you rely solely on your physical strength? How ridiculous!
He let out a cold snort, enduring a strike from Han Yuan Wang, and brought his palm down onto Han Yuan Wang's head.
Bang!
This palm was infused with Chen Moxuan's powerful spiritual energy, shattering Han Yuan Wang's skull, leaving it crushed like a watermelon. The headless body collapsed limply to the ground, unable to rise again.
A once-great king had fallen.
Chen Moxuan coldly observed this scene, his heart devoid of any ripples. He wiped the blood from his hands and continued to use the Soul Mirror to examine the soul of the mysterious elder.
His gaze fell coldly upon the elder's soul, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
Han Yuan Wang truly had your best interests at heart; his attack was clearly intended to help you escape. Even if he failed to flee, he sacrificed his own life to buy you time to escape.
What a pity that Han Yuan Wang placed his trust in the wrong person.
If you had revealed your origins, perhaps I wouldn’t have killed you. If you had been more sensible, both of you might have survived and even become my subordinates.
After being mocked by Chen Moxuan, the elder's soul trembled violently, like an enraged beast, shouting furiously.
"Brutal and tyrannical! You're nothing but a madman! You imprisoned him for thousands of years and now you want to kill him! You come after me; he is innocent!"
Chen Moxuan remained indifferent. "Innocent? Then why did you hide? Why did you suppress Han Yuan Wang's fate? And why are you afraid to reveal your origins?
To put it bluntly, your intentions are impure; he died because of you! After all, according to Tian Shu Lu, he was already destined to be a king. But I don’t know what changes occurred along the way that led to this outcome.
I believe you cannot escape your involvement."
Under Chen Moxuan's relentless questioning, the mysterious elder's soul grew even angrier, but within that anger lay a hint of helplessness and sorrow.
He shouted back, "Do you think I wanted to hide? Do you think I wanted to suppress this child's fate? For thousands of years, I have shared a dual soul with him; I have long regarded him as my own child! How could I bear to see him suffer because of me?"
Seeing the elder’s face twisted with grief and anger, Chen Moxuan suddenly turned the Soul Mirror. In the next moment, Han Yuan Wang’s lingering soul was captured in mid-air.
"If you truly regard him as your own child, then reveal your origins."
The mysterious old man's soul trembled continuously, clearly agitated.
"I died in the Asura Abyss, but Shen Hun escaped."
The moment Chen Moxuan heard the words "Asura Abyss," his eyes widened in shock.
"There are several abysses in the Five Continents. The abyss does not merely refer to another world inhabited by demons. It signifies a place of extreme danger, a terrifying realm where even the Former Emperor could be harmed."
To escape from the Asura Abyss indicates that this mysterious old man likely possessed strength comparable to that of his master during his lifetime.
"Continue!"
The mysterious old man sighed, "I encountered the young Han Yuan Wang, and my soul took refuge within his body, sharing life with him. I initially intended to use his power to restore my own soul, but unexpectedly, my mortal enemy pursued me. In my state at that time, I was unable to hide. However, Han Yuan Wang's fortune was immense; I utilized a secret technique to take advantage of this characteristic and managed to evade my enemy's gaze. But this technique prevented me from leaving Han Yuan Wang's body. Now that I no longer have that body to shield me, he could find me at any moment!"
"Hmph, you should be cautious about your own safety now!"
Upon hearing the old man's tale, Chen Moxuan raised an eyebrow slightly. He had never worried about his own safety.
"Go on," he said with a hint of amusement. "What exactly is your identity?"
The mysterious old man understood that he was like a tiger fallen into a trap and sighed helplessly, resigned to his fate. "I am Jing Zong Jiao, Jing Yun."
At this revelation, Chen Moxuan was initially taken aback but soon smirked with a mocking smile.
"Hmph, even deception has its limits. The Jing Zong Jiao has always been alive and has never changed its members; where did you come from?"
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