The attack just now, which seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, passed right through your body without leaving even a scratch!
Huo Feihuo rubbed his eyes desperately, completely forgetting that he was in a soul state and that his sight and hearing did not rely on physical eyes.
"How is this possible?! My Earth-Shattering Heavenly Fire is the ultimate killing move of the Fire Dragonman lineage! How can you be completely unharmed?! Do you have some kind of treasure on you??"
You did not answer his question.
Instead, you reached out your right hand and grabbed at the air.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to stand so high up when speaking to your elders?!"
A massive gravitational force suddenly appeared, forcefully dragging Huo Feihuo down from mid-air.
"Impossible!"
Huo Feihuo knew that you had used some sort of cultivation technique to increase the gravity beneath him.
But this made no logical sense!
He was currently a soul, so how could he be affected by gravity?
Even if you wanted to pull him from a distance, you should be using mystical forces like essence energy, soul power, or willpower. That would make sense!
Before Huo Feihuo could hit the ground, a giant, flaming palm materialized out of thin air, slapping him hard on the back to accelerate his fall and violently suppress him!
Cloud-Burning Palm!
Bang!!
Huo Feihuo landed face-first. Dust flew into the air, rocks shattered, and cracking sounds echoed!
The "Alien Race's Biological Father" trait had enhanced your blood vitality by a hundred times.
The resulting slap sent Huo Feihuo crashing heavily into the dirt, creating a massive crater on the ground with cracks spreading out for hundreds of meters!
Seeing this, the imprisoned Qilin soul and the surrounding demon souls were all terrified.
Their eyes seemed to say: Bro, if you are this badass, why didn't you make a move earlier?
The most frustrated of all was undoubtedly Huo Feihuo.
"Are you kidding me?! I am in a soul state! A soul state! A soul state! How could I collide with the ground?! What went wrong here!"
What left Huo Feihuo even more speechless was yet to come.
The ultimate killing move of the Shen family's Heaven-tier cultivation technique, the Galaxy Divine Art: Falling Star!
Rumble...
High above in the sky, a broken star plummeted at high speed, burning as it fell!
"Fortunately, there is a star realm here too, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use this move..."
You were currently only at the Spirit Sea Realm; controlling a single broken star to fall was your absolute limit.
If your cultivation realm were higher, this move could achieve an effect similar to a Meteor Fire Rain.
Huo Feihuo looked up.
"Don't tell me! Can this thing hit me too?!"
Refusing to believe it, Huo Feihuo shot into the sky, his entire body bursting into scorching flames like a phoenix.
A broken star fell from the sky, while a demonic soul chased the heavens!
Bang!!
The two collided with earth-shattering force. The resulting shockwaves from the explosion swept outward in rings, making the mountains and rivers tremble and causing ripples in space!
Huo Feihuo charged out from the explosive flames once again, arriving in front of you in the blink of an eye, and thrust his claw directly at your heart!
Unfortunately, he grabbed nothing; his claw simply passed right through your body.
"Why?!"
This was naturally the case. As a soul, he could not directly touch physical entities.
"Why can your attacks touch me, but I can't touch you? Why is this happening??!"
At this moment, Huo Feihuo was like a pet cat triggered by a teaser wand.
His body twisted, his expression turned ferocious, and he scratched his head and flailed his limbs in frustration.
You were the one with the Materialist Warrior trait, not him.
If you believed he wasn't a ghost, then he wasn't.
If he believed he wasn't a ghost, that didn't work; he was still a ghost.
You turned around calmly and executed the Cloud-Burning Palm again, landing another slap on him.
Following that, you slapped him across the face time and time again, ruthlessly.
You slapped the poor guy silly.
Huo Feihuo exhausted all his methods but couldn't cause you any harm, which made him furious.
The angrier he got, the slower his brain reacted, and the less capable he was of spotting your weakness.
Although Huo Feihuo couldn't hurt you, he was still at the Martial Saint level, so your attacks couldn't deal him any fatal damage either.
And so, the two of you were locked in a stalemate.
Until the Qilin soul spoke up.
"Little friend from the Human Realm! If you cannot destroy him, please help me pull out these chains, and I will deal with him!"
The Qilin soul told you that the dark chains on its body came from the Dragonman Realm.
They possessed an extremely strong suppressing ability. Combined with the restrictions left by the Dragonman race beneath the ancient city, they could suppress its soul, even as a realm protector.
The chains also slowly wore away at its power, constantly degrading its soul cultivation base, leaving it with nowhere near the strength it had in the past.
However, the chains themselves had no defensive capabilities. As long as there was external intervention, they could be pulled out of the suppressed victim.
This was also why Huo Feihuo was stationed here to stand guard; someone had to watch over things to prevent any accidents.
Yet, even though the chains themselves wouldn't resist.
Pulling them out from within the Qilin soul was still no easy task.
At the very least, with your current Spirit Sea Realm cultivation base, you couldn't do it just yet.
However, you had a helper.
"Shen Family Ancestor! It's your turn to take the stage!"
With a shake of the Myriad Soul Banner, the Shen Family Ancestor, now turned into a soul slave, obediently flew out and began pulling the chains.
It was much easier for the Shen Family Ancestor to pull them; they came right off with a single tug.
"Stop!!"
Huo Feihuo tried to intervene.
You smashed the Nine Provinces Cauldron right onto him.
"Mount Tai Cauldron Crush!!"
The gravity control from the Galaxy Divine Art, combined with the full-tonnage mode of the Nine Provinces Cauldron, pinned Huo Feihuo firmly underneath.
Right now, this guy looked like the Monkey King who had just been crushed beneath the Five Elements Mountain, desperately doing push-ups in an attempt to crawl out from the physical suppression of the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
"Ahhhh!! I must be seeing things! Why does it feel like I have a physical body when he hits me, but when I hit him, I don't?!"
Huo Feihuo was extremely depressed right now. If only his physical body hadn't been shattered.
When the battle first started, how satisfying it had been to completely dominate this kid!
Now the tables had turned!
Snap!
Clatter...
The sounds of chains being pulled out echoed one after another.
Beneath the ancient city ruins, it seemed as though something else was being damaged as the chains were removed, emitting sharp, ear-piercing snapping sounds.
Finally, the Qilin soul broke free from its restraints and let out an earth-shattering roar.
The souls of ten thousand demons prostrated themselves!
"Dragonman Race! Give me back the Demon Realm!!"
The moment the Qilin soul broke free, it lunged straight at Huo Feihuo.
In its eyes burned thirty thousand years of hatred!
Huo Feihuo's face turned green with fear.
"Holy crap!"
An old Ferrari is still a Ferrari.
A starved camel is still bigger than a horse!
Even after thirty thousand years of torment, the soul strength of a realm protector was still far superior to that of Huo Feihuo!
[If Huo Feihuo still had a physical body, he wouldn't be afraid of departed souls.]
[The problem is that he is currently in a soul form himself!]
[You moved the Nine Provinces Cauldron away so the two of them could settle their personal grudges.]
["I choose you! Go, Dao Protector of the Demon Race!"]
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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