Peerless War God

"I don't believe it."    

Closer, closer.    

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The originally calm dao pattern suddenly lit up, and even though it was extremely weak, it scared Chen Xiao so much that his pupils constricted and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.    

However, at this time, something horrifying happened. A strange twisting force came out from the law pattern on the skull and attacked Chen Xiao.    

"Hmph, playing tricks on me."    

Chen Xiao's expression was cold and his mind was on full alert.    

This attractive force was too weak, too weak. For a powerful cultivator like him who was at the late Saint realm, it was simply not a danger at all.    

His body swayed backwards, quickly distancing himself from the tribulation skull. However, something even more terrifying happened.    

In the empty confinement room, there was actually a second Chen Xiao.    

Chen Xiao's body had already left the Calamity Immortal's skull at the fastest speed possible and retreated to the wall of the confinement room.    

However, the other Chen Xiao seemed to be attracted by something and was unable to move.    

His eyes were filled with fear, disbelief, and even more so, disbelief.    

Chen Xiao, who was sucked in by the strange power, was his soul. However, at this moment, his soul was completely out of his control.    

The Law engravings on the head of the tribulation immortal only caused a suction force on the soul, but it had no effect on the body.    

This was why such a strange situation had occurred. Under a completely uncontrollable situation, his body and soul had separated.    

One end of his soul was caught by the skull of the Heaven Smiting Immortal, while the other end was connected to Chen Xiao's forehead, the location of his Sea of Consciousness Soul Palace.    

After traversing over a hundred meters, his soul was suddenly stretched out.    

A tearing pain came from his soul, almost causing it to collapse from his self-confidence. In an instant, his face turned pale and cold sweat poured out.    

He never imagined that these Law Dao patterns would be so dangerous.    

"If you want to steal my soul, you have to ask it first whether it agreed or not." Chen Xiao nearly roared out, with a hideous expression on his face.    

At this critical moment, he was also determined.    

One had to know that once one's soul was taken away, it was actually being possessed by another existence.    

At that time, Chen Xiao's consciousness was being extinguished bit by bit. He finally died, everything he had, his body, the Heavenly Flame, his treasure, even the few girls from the small world, the Tower of Void, and so on, all were for the sake of others.    

This was something he absolutely would not allow, and he was unwilling to accept it.    

"Tower of Void, out!"    

Amidst Chen Xiao's series of roars, an incomparably resplendent and dazzling turret made of glass flew out from his forehead and headed towards the Calamity Immortal's skull.    

Seeing this scene, Qing Feng, who was hiding within the dragon scale, trembled, his eyes filled with terror and dread.    

Even if he wasn't suppressed by this pagoda, Chen Xiao wouldn't have been able to easily destroy its body and confine its soul.    

The more Qing Feng looked at it, the more shocked he became. Just what kind of treasure could possess such terrifying power?    

The fact that human cultivators were adept at refining pills was a common understanding among countless living creatures in the Realm of the Gods. Human cultivators who were adept in this dao were often revered even more.    

After all, regardless of whether they were human cultivators or alien supreme experts, they all wanted a suitable magic treasure.    

It goes without saying that a magical equipment that was convenient to use was extremely important to cultivators.    

Qing Feng had never heard of the God Realm having such a treasure within this pagoda that emitted a magnificent and divine light. Could it be that Chen Xiao refined this treasure himself?    

No, it was impossible.    

Once the Tower of Void appeared, the Heaven Smiting Immortal's skull started to vibrate as if it felt that there was a threat. The suction force on Chen Xiao's soul suddenly increased a hundredfold.    

His soul was being twisted and pulled, revealing a very, very small crack at his waist.    

His soul almost broke apart as an indescribable pain gushed into his mind, making Chen Xiao wish he were dead.    

Under the circumstances, Chen Xiao automatically went into berserk mode and activated the Demon Dragon Transformation skill. He looked like an unparalleled devil, incomparably crazed.    

Under the stimulation, the Tower of Void emitted a large amount of light. Endless white light shot out, enveloping the entire Heaven Smiting Immortal's skull.    

The skull of the Heaven Smiting Immortal shook violently, as though it had come back to life. It struggled with all its might, but to no avail.    

Gradually, a strand of strange black aura was forced out and absorbed by the Tower of Void, firmly locking it in place.    

This strange black fog was not many. It was only a small wisp, but it had a blurry face. His facial features could be vaguely seen. He was not a human, but an alien.    

The black Qi was trapped by the Tower of Void, and started to struggle wildly against it. After a while, when it saw that it was useless, it calmed down and floated in the air.    

At this time, Chen Xiao let out a long breath. He pulled Chen Xiao's soul back and forcefully pressed it back into his Sea of Consciousness.    

His soul, which had returned to his Sea of Consciousness, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, becoming weaker and dimmer.    

This was nothing. If his soul was a little weaker, it could be made up for by reliable cultivation or some other external object. What made Chen Xiao panic was that his soul was actually damaged.    

A tiny tear appeared on his spirit's waist.    

Whether it was in the immortal realms or the god realms, a heavenly treasure that could repair the soul of a god was a priceless treasure that countless creatures couldn't ask for.    

With his current strength as a late Saint realm expert, wanting to obtain a treasure to repair his soul was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.    

Although this cut was extremely small and did not affect his own strength, it would affect his advancement.    

In other words, if his soul was lacking, he would undoubtedly die during tribulation. There would be no chance for him to successfully cross the tribulation.    

This gap in his soul couldn't be bridged. Normally, it didn't have much of an impact, but against heavenly tribulation, it would be the greatest loophole.    

If he didn't repair his soul, the Immortal Realm would never have a chance in his life.    

Thinking about this, Chen Xiao's face became even more gloomy. Where did he not wet his shoes when walking by the river, he never would have thought that the skull of the Heaven Smiting Immortal would cause his soul to be torn apart.    

Only after a long time did he regain his composure.    

Since things had already come to this, no amount of regret was of any use. The most important thing right now was to get a better understanding of the formation and leave. At that time, it would not be too late to find a treasure to repair the soul.    

In such a large ancient dragon palace ruin, there should be many elixirs that can restore the soul.    

After letting out a long breath, Chen Xiao started to carefully inspect the wisp of strange black air within the Tower of Void.    

"What exactly is this thing?"    

It was all because of this damn thing.    

"It seems to be a vengeful spirit." Amongst the dragon scale, Qing Feng carefully replied.    

He could tell that Chen Xiao had suffered a lot this time. At the moment, he was in a very bad mood and even when he spoke, Chen Xiao was extremely careful and respectful.    

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