473: Chapter 473 Soul Orb, Nurturing the Spirit with the Soul

The Celestial Master's expression was somewhat unsightly. Who exactly was the Feng Shui Master fighting against him?

Among the five lineages of Heaven, Earth, Human, God, and Ghost, only Gui Di of the Ghost lineage could possibly achieve this level.

But that person said he did not belong to the five lineages. Just how many factions were still hidden on the Fighting Qi Continent?

He did not dwell on it any longer and darted toward the depths of the Dead Soul Mountain Range.

Inside the ancient Hall of Souls, Hun Tiandi walked forward. The stone pillars of the ancient hall emanated a terrifying aura.

Some black shadows sat cross-legged upon them. These shadows were all shrouded in black mist, sinister and terrifying.

"Those who trespass into the Hall of Souls shall be killed without mercy."

Suddenly, the black shadows on the stone pillars rose. Wrapped in black mist, they let out sharp shouts, breaking the silence of the ancient hall.

The dozen or so black mist figures' actions caught Lei Xuanji and the two Dao Protectors off guard.

It had been so many years since the Hall of Souls was destroyed; to think there were still people here.

Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep as he looked at these Hall of Souls protectors who surprisingly did not recognize him.

He felt somewhat helpless.

"No wonder. When I was reborn by borrowing a womb, I completely cleansed away all traces of the Hun Clan's Dou Di Bloodline, severing all ties with the Hun Clan."

The bloodline in Hun Tiandi's body at this moment was merely an ordinary one, yet it held infinite possibilities.

Back then, in order to maintain the prosperity of the Hun Clan's Dou Di Bloodline, he had not hesitated to slaughter the Ancient Eight Clans and refine the Dou Di Bloodlines of others.

In the early stages, the Hun Clan's Dou Di Bloodline could provide great assistance to cultivators.

However, once one successfully advanced to the Dou Sheng level, it would become a shackle, making it impossible to break through the bloodline bottleneck of the ancestral Dou Di.

One could not walk a path of their own.

"Hall of Souls, Hun Clan, dust to dust, earth to earth. ten thousand soul banner, collect."

Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and waved his sleeves. The ten thousand soul banner surged out, expanding rapidly to envelop the dozen or so black mist figures and swallow them inside.

Watching him destroy the Hall of Souls protectors with a wave of his hand, Lei Xuanji's beautiful eyes shimmered with brilliance.

The two Dao Protectors behind her, however, became vigilant; it was too terrifying.

Upon seeing the ten thousand soul banner, Mud Bodhisattva's pupils constricted, as if he had seen some terrifying existence.

"Let's go!" Hun Tiandi led the way, holding the ten thousand soul banner in his hand.

As they walked along the way, they encountered several more waves of black mist figures, all of which were, without exception, collected into the ten thousand soul banner.

His decisive killing chilled the hearts of the Dao Protectors behind Lei Xuanji; it was too brutal.

Boom!

Following a spacious corridor, Hun Tiandi maintained an expressionless face. At the end was a vast plaza with hundred-foot stone pillars.

Black chains, like a spider web, stretched across the end, where countless light orbs floated. They were very illusory, flickering like candles, as if they could dissipate at any moment.

Such a scene caused both Lei Xuanji and the Dao Protectors to gasp in cold air.

Mud Bodhisattva was somewhat surprised; the Hall of Souls was indeed bizarre, actually collecting soul bodies to absorb soul power.

On the platform in the deepest part, there was an exceptionally bright light orb, emanating astonishing fluctuations, while the countless light orbs on the surrounding stone pillars...

Runes flickered, extracting soul power and channeling it into the light orb.

"Soul Essence Ball!" Mud Bodhisattva exclaimed. On the continent, soul power was the most difficult thing to cultivate.

Some people were born with immensely powerful soul power, while others grew strong through acquired cultivation.

Fighting Qi is easy to cultivate, but the soul is difficult to refine.

Cultivation techniques that could cultivate soul power were nearly impossible to find on the Fighting Qi Continent, and even if they existed, they were held by the most top-tier factions.

So, the opportunity he had sensed in the Dead Soul Mountain Range earlier was this Soul Essence Ball.

If one were to ask who studied soul power most deeply, it would be the Hall of Souls and the Hun Clan who were most proficient.

"If I can swallow and refine this Soul Essence Ball, I might be able to take the opportunity to advance to the Spirit Realm level. Soul power naturally has its own realms."

"Hun Tiandi's soul power had long reached the Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm, only one step away from breaking through the Mortal Realm and advancing to the Spirit Realm."

Hun Tiandi was pleasantly surprised. He looked at the light orb rippling with soul fluctuations, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"It looks like it will take another three days. The surrounding soul bodies are withering, and by then, the gathered Soul Essence Ball can be refined and absorbed."

"You want to absorb this thing?" Lei Xuanji naturally saw through Hun Tiandi's intentions.

"Indeed, this thing is of great use to me." Hun Tiandi nodded slightly.

Lei Xuanji nodded slightly and did not stop him. The current hall was very safe, and they could proceed with that matter.

"Xuanji, I need to go into seclusion for a while. Help me stand guard."

Hun Tiandi spoke. Without waiting for Lei Xuanji's response, he sat cross-legged, the ten thousand soul banner hovering above his head, activating the Ten Thousand Soul Killing Realm.

It blocked everyone's line of sight.

After doing all this, he began to act. With a thought, he appeared in the Nether Small World, arriving beside the Yuantu Sword and the abi sword.

Clang...

As if sensing Hun Tiandi's arrival, the twin swords had successfully nurtured sword spirits after devouring the Sovereigns Blood.

Their spirituality had greatly increased, yet they were always unable to break through the shackles.

In Hun Tiandi's deductions, only by nurturing a sword soul could the twin swords truly shine.

"To give birth to a sword soul, one needs a sword spirit and a sword essence. Only when the two merge into one can it be a true sword soul."

The sword spirit had already been born; now, only the sword essence remained.

"Using the soul to mend the sword, nurturing the sword essence."

Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice. In his sea of consciousness, the pale green Soul Sword hummed, emitting a heaven-shaking sword cry.

"Slash!"

The green Soul Sword hummed. With a desperate shout of resolve, two tearing pains struck his sea of consciousness.

It felt as if his soul had been pierced by countless needles, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His face was as pale as paper. The tide-like pain caused Hun Tiandi to let out a muffled groan.

He split two strands of soul power. Veins bulged on his forehead, cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body, his teeth gritted with a grinding sound, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Hun Tiandi did not retreat in the slightest; success or failure depended on this one move.

He did not know how long the pain lasted, but it felt as long as an epoch.

Guided by his soul power, the two strands of pale green Soul Sword drilled out from between his eyebrows and flew toward the Yuantu Sword and the abi sword.

When the first wisp of the Soul Sword rushed into the red Yuantu Sword, it did not meet the resistance Hun Tiandi had feared.

Instead, it easily merged into it, emitting a humming sword cry, as if it were extremely excited.

The Yuantu Sword rotated in mid-air, absorbing the Sovereigns Blood to nourish this wisp of the Soul Sword and nurture the sword essence.

However, it was still weak right now and needed the nourishment of the divine blood to grow strong.

He could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Next, he proceeded with ease, guiding the last wisp of the Soul Sword into the abi sword.

Then, it swallowed the Sovereigns Blood to nurture the sword essence.

Once the sword essence was successfully nurtured, the sword spirit and sword essence would merge into one, transforming into a sword soul.

By then, the Yuantu Sword and the abi sword would truly become a killing weapon.

He did not pay any more attention to it and circulated the God Refining Art in his sea of consciousness to restore his own soul power. If it weren't for the Soul Essence Ball outside...

Hun Tiandi would never have taken the risk of splitting two strands of soul power at once; this was a huge injury to his own soul.

However, it was all worth it.

Once the twin swords successfully nurtured the sword essence, it would be time for the Fighting Qi Continent to...