96: Chapter 96 Soul Devouring and Spirit Refining, Rebirth Through Soul Transformation into a Giant Spirit

"No way!"

"You're going to pull this on me too?"

Gu Han couldn't help but complain again as he watched the scene before him.

Just then, Gu Han noticed a problem.

Yang Qianjue's transformation seemed somewhat similar to Jiu Wuming's.

"Not good! He's about to be possessed by Jiu Wuming!"

"This old dog really won't stay dead."

Gu Han's gaze narrowed.

That old dog Jiu Wuming actually had another trick up his sleeve.

He had hidden a remnant soul inside Yang Qianjue's body, taking this opportunity to attempt Possession.

"You want to possess him?"

"In your dreams!"

"If This Young Master could kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

Gu Han gave a cold laugh, his figure blurring as he instantly appeared in front of Yang Qianjue.

His fingers curled into a claw, striking directly for Yang Qianjue's crown.

"Get out!"

Heavenly Prison True Qi surged into Yang Qianjue's body like a torrent; wherever it passed, the blood-colored patterns exploded one after another.

"Ahhh!!!"

Yang Qianjue let out a shrill scream, but a flash of triumph crossed his eyes.

"Little Beast, you've fallen for it!"

Gu Han's heart tightened, and just as he was about to retreat, Yang Qianjue suddenly opened his maw wide and spat out a cloud of black mist.

Within the black mist, countless vengeful spirits wailed as they pounced, instantly submerging Gu Han.

"Jie jie jie..."

Yang Qianjue's body withered rapidly, replaced by an illusory figure.

It was none other than Jiu Wuming!

He had now completely possessed Yang Qianjue's body, but because the vessel was too broken, he could only maintain an illusory form.

"Little Beast, thank you for helping this seat dispose of this remnant husk!"

Jiu Wuming looked at the black mist-shrouded Gu Han with a savage grin.

"Now, it's your turn!"

He performed a hand seal, and the vengeful spirits in the black mist suddenly went quiet, turning their heads in unison toward Gu Han.

"With my blood, I summon the souls of the Nine Nether!"

"With my soul, I lead the way to the Yellow Springs!"

"Vengeful spirits, hear my command: devour his soul, destroy his body!"

Following Jiu Wuming's incantation, the vengeful spirits in the black mist went mad, surging toward Gu Han like a tide.

Standing at the center of the black mist, Gu Han felt countless spirits gnawing at his Divine Soul, an agonizing pain beyond endurance.

"This is your trump card?"

Gu Han suddenly looked up, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"It's nothing special."

He gave his body a violent shake, and the Primordial Dragon's Roar suddenly exploded within him.

"Roar!!!"

The dragon's roar caused the black mist to churn violently, and the vengeful spirits retreated wailing.

"What?!"

Jiu Wuming's expression changed drastically as he looked at Gu Han in disbelief.

"You... you actually refined a dragon-shaped Dharma Idol?"

Gu Han didn't answer, only looking at him coldly.

"Old dog, are you out of tricks?"

"Now, it's my turn."

His figure flashed, appearing instantly before Jiu Wuming.

He threw a punch, the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol following the strike, with dark gold chains wrapped around it.

"No!"

Jiu Wuming screamed in terror but was unable to dodge.

Boom!

The punch landed squarely on Jiu Wuming's chest, shattering his illusory figure into pieces.

"Ah!"

Jiu Wuming let out one final scream as his Divine Soul was completely annihilated.

The black mist dissipated, and Gu Han stood in place, his breathing slightly ragged.

He looked down at his fist, which still bore the lingering aura of Jiu Wuming's Divine Soul.

"Is this the power of the Dharma Aspect Realm Peak?"

He murmured to himself, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"However, it's not enough!"

But Gu Han was still puzzled; the System had not yet prompted him about plundering the remnants of fate.

Moreover, he constantly felt like something had been overlooked.

Just as Gu Han was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the surrounding temperature plummet, and his hair stood on end.

The moment the blood mist cleared...

The corpses of the Zhenwu Guard, who should have been dead, suddenly began to twitch eerily.

Spiderweb-like blood lines emerged under their shriveled skin, converging toward the center like living things.

"Not dead yet?"

He whirled around to see Jiu Wuming's remnant soul, which should have vanished into thin air, actually floating in mid-air.

It was entangled with countless blood-colored threads, each end connected to a Zhenwu Guard corpse.

"This..."

Gu Han's pupils shrank. The Zhenwu Guard corpses were withering at a visible rate, while Jiu Wuming's remnant soul was becoming increasingly solid.

"Jie jie jie..."

Amidst Jiu Wuming's savage laughter, countless beast-like patterns appeared on the surface of the remnant soul—wolf heads, tiger claws, eagle beaks...

He was actually fusing the spirits of the Zhenwu Guards with demonic souls.

"Little Beast, didn't expect this, did you?"

"The beauty of This Envoy's 'Soul Devouring Spirit Refining Art' is that it allows one to be reborn using the souls of others."

Jiu Wuming's remnant soul expanded violently, transforming into a thirty-foot-tall blood-colored giant, surrounded by illusory shadows of countless vengeful spirits and wild beasts.

Gu Han's expression was grave; this old dog actually had such a trump card.

His hidden cards were truly endless.

The Heavenly Prison True Qi within his body circulated frantically, the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol appearing faintly behind him as the dark gold chains rattled.

The Azure Dragon Dharma Idol let out a long roar toward the heavens.

The dragon's body of the Dharma Idol swelled to two hundred feet, and dense Buddhist seals appeared on its scales, each one as heavy as a small mountain.

"These low-life tricks are nothing to be proud of."

Gu Han sneered, and in a flash, he appeared before the blood-colored giant.

His fingers formed a claw, striking for the giant's forehead, his fingertips wrapped in dark gold Buddhist light.

"Seeking death!"

Jiu Wuming roared, and the blood-colored giant threw a punch, bringing with it a tidal wave of blood and a pungent, metallic stench that filled the air.

Boom!

The punch and claw collided, erupting in a massive explosion; the resulting shockwave reduced the surrounding buildings to dust.

Gu Han's figure swayed as he retreated three steps, each footstep leaving a three-inch-deep print in the ground.

The blood-colored giant, however, was forced back seven steps, the flesh on its arm mangled and torn, revealing white bone.

"How is this possible?"

Jiu Wuming was struck with horror; this body, refined from ten thousand souls, should have been incredibly tough.

Even a Dharma Aspect Realm Peak expert would find it hard to damage it in the slightest, yet it had been wounded by Gu Han's claw.

"Old dog, whatever tricks you have left, bring them on!"

"Otherwise, you'll just have to be beaten to death by me."

Gu Han sneered, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

He moved again, appearing before the blood-colored giant as his fists fell like raindrops.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every punch landed on the blood-colored giant's vital points, forcing it back repeatedly as chunks of flesh peeled away, exposing the white bone beneath.

"No, this is impossible!"

Jiu Wuming roared in madness; he could not accept this reality—that he was being suppressed and beaten by a mere junior of the Dharma Image Realm Sixth Layer!

"Ten Thousand Souls as One!"

He let out a furious roar, and the remaining Zhenwu Guard and beast souls within him fused instantly, transforming into a blood-colored pillar of light that shot into the sky.

Within the blood-colored pillar, countless vengeful spirits and wild beasts could be seen roaring and struggling.

Their power was forcibly extracted and merged into Jiu Wuming's remnant soul.

Boom!

The blood-colored pillar exploded, transforming into a massive blood-colored vortex that enveloped Gu Han.

Within the vortex, illusory shadows of countless vengeful spirits and wild beasts emerged, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced toward Gu Han with shrill wails.

"Hmph, petty tricks!"

Gu Han sneered, and the Primordial Dragon's Roar suddenly exploded within him.

Like a morning bell or evening drum, it shook the illusory shadows of the vengeful spirits and beasts until they all dissipated.

"Dragon Battles in the Wild!"

He gave a low shout, and the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol instantly turned into a streak of light, merging into his body.