Chapter 212: Soul Transfer Formation Shows Its Power

Chapter 212 Soul Transfer Formation Shows Its Power

"Traitor!"

With a furious shout, tens of thousands of magic arrays in Butian Holy Land vie for attention, dazzling and magnificent.

Enveloped by countless outer magic arrays, a withered old man with dark, gloomy eyes appeared.

His shriveled belly suddenly swelled up like a giant ball.

Open your mouth and swallow.

whoosh whoosh—

The swirling winds enveloped the milky-white jade bottle containing the Weak Water, and the massive amount of Weak Water swept into its belly.

The moment the jade bottle lost the protection of the Weak Water, Prince Ning seized the opportunity and swiftly crossed the boundary.

Before he could make a move, the Weak Water surged back again.

The jade bottle was encased within, preventing Prince Ning from breaking this treasure!

" Butian Holy Land may not have much else, but it certainly has plenty of old dogs."

"Now, another one has appeared, just to shatter my treasure? Isn't that making it too easy for them to figure out my trump card?"

Qin Xuan smiled, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

He carried a jade bottle and a water-repelling pearl.

He could manipulate the power of the Weak Water as easily as using his own arm.

Even if a powerful being from the Butian Holy Land were to swallow it whole, they wouldn't be able to finish the Weak Water encased near the jade bottle!

Deep within the Butian Holy Land, ancient and decaying beings, like fossilized bones, emerge, resembling mummies.

"What if we join them?!"

There are a total of five fossilized remains, all of which belong to Saint King Realm. Peak.

They opened their mouths together, and the terrifying suction force turned the torrential rain into a... The water jet swept towards their abdomens.

Upon seeing this, Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak's eyes widened in horror. "These are Sect Masters from Butian Holy Land tens of thousands of years ago!"

"They're not dead! They were sealed away using a secret technique after their Lifespan was about to run out, and they've all revealed themselves today!"

"These old monsters have terrifyingly many methods. They can even swallow the Weak Water. Once the power of the Weak Water is broken, Qin Xuan will be doomed!"

Luo Xinyi scolded in a delicate voice, "You bunch of old fogies, you're all over ten thousand years old, is it really necessary to work so hard?"

" Qin Xuan has no grudge against you. Why can't you just keep playing dead? Why are you jumping out at this time to get involved!"

She was extremely anxious and wished she could rush forward and smash those old bastards' heads in!

Peak Master of Hongya Peak's gaze turned grave, and he roared angrily, "A full five Saint King Realms!" Peak, wherever you look, is a majestic presence, a foundation that others are unwilling to touch. For the sake of Qin Xuan, are you really going to abandon tens of thousands of years of cultivation?!

The power of the Weak Water is something that Saint King Realm cannot withstand.

Even powerful entities like the Butian Holy Land and the Holy Master of Yaochi must be wary.

Otherwise, the Holy Master of Butian would not have remained hidden until now, refusing to show himself.

These five Saint King Realm members appeared to be swallowing the Weak Water, but in reality, they were taking poison.

Once the massive amount of weak water power exploded within their bellies, even someone as powerful as Saint King Realm... Even the Peak will perish and vanish!

The withered, fossilized skeleton had a chilling gaze, and its furious voice resounded through the heavens, "If we can kill this brat, what does it matter if we sacrifice five of our old bones?!"

The five majestic beings exerted an even greater suction force, like a whale swallowing the clouds and the Weak Water together.

The torrential rain has ceased.

Even the Weak Water, which had flooded the Butian Holy Land, began to dry up.

In less than fifteen minutes, Holy Land, which had been a vast expanse of water, was restored to its original state.

However, after being corroded by the Weak Water, those magnificent buildings were now in a state of disarray and utter ruin.

Bang!

One of the fossilized bones, unable to withstand the force, fell from a great height to the ground, becoming like a stubborn rock, unable to move.

Knock knock knock!

As the remaining four fossilized bones fell to the ground one after another, all the weak water in Butian Holy Land was completely drained!

Even the Weak Water Power within those powerful Butian Holy Land warriors was cleansed.

"It's over!"

"The power of the Weak Water swallowed all five old men, so they could no longer make things difficult for Qin Xuan. However, in order to force the Holy Master of Butian to show himself, Qin Xuan left behind several powerful Saint King Realm warriors."

"Not to mention, there's also a Saint King Realm." Ning Wang of Peak is eyeing the scene with predatory intent!

The powerful figures of Yaochi Sacred Land could only watch helplessly, their hearts filled with anxiety, like ants on a hot pan. They were so anxious they were pacing back and forth.

The Butian Holy Land, which was not bound by the power of the Weak Water, went completely berserk and went mad.

" Qin Xuan, you have ruined my Butian Holy Land!" Disciple is almost completely wiped out!

"It has also caused the successive deaths of Secret Masters within Holy Land."

You deserve to be torn to pieces!

“I will nail your Divine Soul to the most prominent place in the rebuilt Butian Holy Land.”

"To make you accept the later Butian Holy Land at all times." Disciple's contempt and insults.

I'll make you wish you were dead!

" Qin Xuan, give me back my son's life!"

"..."

In the Butian Holy Land, numerous powerful figures stood like celestial soldiers lined up, general against general.

A myriad of cultivation techniques intertwine and converge to create a dazzling array of colors.

The world seemed to lose its color.

The space trembled violently, and even the wind seemed to wail, like the wails of countless people who had died in the Butian Holy Land.

They are denouncing Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan stood there dumbfounded, seemingly stunned.

There is nowhere left to escape.

He flashed and appeared beside the five fossilized skeletons. He lowered his head, a smile in his eyes, and asked Dao, "Do you think that by breaking through my Weak Water Power, you can humiliate and kill me with impunity?"

The fossil showed no fear.

The moment they appeared, they were already prepared to perish, and they spoke contemptuously, "Trying to use us as hostages? Child, you're still too green!"

"Hostages?" Qin Xuan laughed. "You think too highly of yourself, and you think too poorly of me."

"Traitor, release my sect's Old Ancestor!"

Saint King Realm, a member of the Array Refining Sect, raised his hand and unleashed a punch.

In front of the fist imprint, hundreds of magic arrays instantly superimposed.

The power of that fist imprint increased more than a hundredfold after it passed through the magic array.

The power of a single punch is enough to shatter a pillar of heaven; the force of the punch can burn mountains and boil seas!

Qin Xuan raised his eyes and stared directly at the approaching fist imprint.

When he got close, he raised his hand and reached forward.

With a single hand as strong as an indestructible steel needle, it shattered countless magic arrays in succession, its palm tearing through space as it gripped the neck of the Saint King Realm statue.

Slam it backward!

Thud—

Saint King Realm of the Array Refining Sect arched his body on the ground like a shrimp.

The ground beneath them collapsed inch by inch, stretching for thousands of miles.

"cough……"

Saint King Realm coughed up blood and his eyes bulged out.

His eyes widened in utter horror, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted!

Qin Xuan summoned the Heavenly Desolation Halberd and plunged the halberd into Saint King Realm's chest cavity, twisting and trembling with each thrust.

Instantly killed a Saint King.

At the same time, he urged Leng Li inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, "Increase the output of the Soul Transfer Formation; the current power is far from enough!"

“My enemies are not only Saint King Realm, but also Prince Ning, and even more so, that old dog Holy Master of Butian lurking in the shadows!”

"Haven't you always dreamed of killing a quasi-emperor? Now, I'm giving you that chance!"

He dared to come to the Butian Holy Land alone.

Naturally, they have their own trump cards.

The journey of the Land of Fallen Emperors not only allowed Leng Li to acquire hundreds of Immortal Stones, but also enabled him to completely complete the Soul Transfer Formation.

Furthermore, through the Styx Purple Ice Crystal, Leng Li truly returned to Peak and reached Saint King Realm during the shameless time he spent with Luo Xinyi. Peak.

The power of weak water is ultimately an external force.

He dares to fight head-on, so he must have his own bottom line!

Soul Transfer Formation is enough to allow Leng Li to use his Soul Power.

He simply couldn't believe that he possessed two great magical arts, had the " Dragon-Elephant Domain-Suppressing Scripture " by his side, and had two quasi-emperor artifacts always by his side.

We can't even beat that old dog Holy Master of Butian!

" Qin Xuan, if you have anything good in the future, you have to give it to me first!"

"You're risking your life against the Butian Holy Land, but you're risking mine!"

Inside the small tower, Leng Li sat cross-legged in the core of the giant Soul Transfer Formation.

Beside her, hundreds of Immortal Stones formed the core of the formation, making the entire formation indestructible.

Her soul power is being drained away.

Even the stable soul and body began to become hazy.

Her snow-white long hair began to lose its smoothness, and her red eyes revealed an uncontrollable pain.

She gritted her teeth and cried out, "Kill! Kill all these beasts! I'll teach these scum a lesson: even without my Physical Body, I'm still invincible in this world!"

"Aaaaaah!"

A painful scream.

Qin Xuan, who was standing next to the five fossilized bones, experienced a surge in his Qi, which increased more than tenfold.

The hurricane howled, and the five fossilized skeletons were blown thousands of feet away.

These fossilized bones, which remained calm even in the face of death, trembled with fear upon witnessing this horrifying scene:

"This monster is draining Soul Power!"

"He is absorbing the Soul Power of others to forcibly enhance his own combat power."

"Like the Soul-Devouring Body, there is no end to improvement."

"Act swiftly and kill this brat!"

"If this child is not eliminated, the Butian Holy Land will surely be destroyed!"

Prince Ning roared, "What are you hesitating for? If we delay any longer, we'll all die!"

All the people of the Butian Holy Land, whether strong or discriminatory, flocked to it.

For revenge, but even more so for survival.

Qin Xuan twisted her slightly stiff shoulders, her hair dancing wildly.

His pupils gradually revealed a crimson hue.

It's not that letting murderous intent overwhelm you affects you.

He was a demon who went on a killing spree, a villain.

It was entirely due to the Soul Power of the Blood Asura Clan that his pupils began to turn red.

"Stop hiding it, I'm only now barely on par with Saint King Realm." Early Stage.

Qin Xuan complained to Leng Li inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

During the Soul Transfer Formation, Leng Li's soul was weak and completely drained. He pleaded with Dao, "I can't go on like this. I can't keep overdrawing myself. It's not that I didn't try my best, but your body is like a bottomless pit. Even my Soul Power can only barely give you the strength to rival a Saint King."

She really didn't hold back, nor did she deliberately slack off.

Qin Xuan is truly unique!

Even though her Soul Power from the Blood Asura Clan entered Qin Xuan's body, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

If we compare the human body to a container, Saint King Realm Early Stage was barely a water tank, while Qin Xuan's water tank was a hundred times larger.

No matter how much I try to fill it, it'll never be full!

"Forget it, I don't have time to argue with you."

Without another word, Qin Xuan pushed off the ground and leaped into the air.

The heavenly desolation halberd hummed in his hand, its black and gold blade turning blood-black, as if Dao had swallowed too much blood.

With a single sweep of his halberd, he cleaved through a thousand troops.

The halberd gleamed brilliantly, as if space itself had shattered, and endless gales raged.

Wherever it passed, anything below Saint King Realm instantly exploded into a bloody mist.

With a single strike, a direction will be cleared out completely.

The halberd flashed past, hurtling into the distance.

boom!

A long mushroom cloud rose from the area where the Alchemy Sect was located.

With a single strike, the Foundation of the Alchemy Sect ceased to exist!

"Give me back my Sect!"

A Saint King Realm, wielding a giant cauldron, smashed towards Qin Xuan's head.

Qin Xuan turned around, gripped the cauldron, his gaze sharpened, and Chaos Hongmeng Body shone brightly, the two great treasures complementing each other.

Click—

A sacred artifact was crushed to pieces in Qin Xuan's hands.

"A harbinger of disaster, a harbinger of disaster!"

The Saint King Realm was terrified.

Qin Xuan, carrying the ancient prison-suppressing tower, slammed it down, yelling, "You son of a bitch!"

With a deafening crash, the ancient prison-suppressing tower shattered Saint King Realm, who possessed an extraordinary physique and had devoured countless Body Tempering Medicinal Pills, into a bloody mist in a single blow.

In the instant Qin Xuan lost his focus, a murderous aura suddenly appeared behind him.

Ning Wang, who had been urging Butian Holy Land to charge, seized the opportunity and punched Qin Xuan in the back of the head.

By the time Qin Xuan turned around, the raging fist imprint had already struck his nose.

Immediately following was a punch powerful enough to destroy the world.

It struck him squarely in the face.

"Holy crap..."

Qin Xuan was about to curse when the overwhelming force of the punches rendered him speechless.

It exploded with a loud bang.