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Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Refining of the Soul

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

While everyone was startled and rooted, Zong Shou’s sword didn’t show any sign of stopping.

Heaven Energy Swallowing Conversion Technique, when that green sword swept through the old man’s neck, it had already taken with it a few threads of this Xiantian Master’s essence energy.

Even a tenth of it was terrifyingly overbearing. The remaining consciousness of the old man was stronger than the two Mythic Masters from before by tenfold!

Zong Shou scoffed coldly, forcefully wiping out all the distractions in his mind. The sword shadow rose into the sky once more, after making a turning motion, it swept down into the distance once more.

Gao Yi’s face was totally white as he tried to use his swords to swing behind him, ordering the Windrider Foal to gallop away like it meant its life.

Zong Shou didn’t mind, all the essence energy that he absorbed suddenly exploded out. It directly manifested into a strong aura, stabbing down sword by sword rapidly, turning into a thousand swords, like a waterfall raining down from the sky, charging down.

When the ding ding dang dang of the sword rain landed, blood and flesh flew out in every direction. One sword directly cut the Windrider Foal in half, then the following sword flashed once more and cut off Gao Yi’s four limbs, leaving him to fall right onto the ground.

The sword turned back once more and leapt up into the air, travelling like lightning as it covered a hundred thousand feet in a breath. One flash, and it cut an armored warrior who was preparing to escape into two. The sword shadow flickered successively and a few more streaming lights flashed across. A thousand feet out another Mythic Master was beheaded, totally silent and without signs as he fell right to the ground.

The remaining two people who were currently still fighting with the Dark Chill Tiger. In their panic, their moves were really uncoordinated and were unable to break free quickly.

Zong Shou felt a piercing pain within his soul, the nearby purple lightning was already dim to the and about to dissipate. Knowing that he was already at his limit, even if he was able to swallow the energy it was difficult for him to continue. He didn’t bother anymore and directly moved in the direction of his body.

A light smoke entered through the acupoint between his eyebrows. After his soul returned, regaining control of his body, Zong Shou immediately felt dizzy.

Shaking and on the verge of falling, not only was he mentally weak, his body felt like it was being stabbed with a thousand needles. All the energy within his body was used up.

Within his soul ocean, there were many impurities mixed in, and at this moment it was really corrupted.

Zong Shou knew that this was the secondary price of using the Heaven Energy Swallowing Conversion Technique to kill the Xiantian Master.

Clearing his soul and purifying it again would at least take two months of hard work. For those two months not only would he be unable to let his soul leave the body, his soul power cultivation would fall back instead of improving.

Not only his soul, successively pulling open the strongbow twenty times left his arm still trembling now. Some of his tendons and muscles had torn. For the next half a month it would be difficult for him to use any strength.

He didn’t bother much about it, instead he felt really comfortable and carefree, all the violence and brutality in his heart had been vented out.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Chuxue lowering her head and looking at him like a stunned piece of wood.

Gong Xinran was the same, her eyes dumbfounded as she struggled to find words to say.

It seemed like a dream when he killed those Mythic Masters. Now, before her eyes, that Xiantian master who was an unstoppable wall was also killed with a sword.

He actually did what he said he would, promising that he would let Gao Yi die in front of her. He really stopped at nothing, risking it all to fight with that Xiantian master so as to be able to kill Gao Yi.

Not only did he use special technique after special technique, the way he acted was also really sharp and decisive, sending fear down one’s spine.

She remembered that this Junior Brother who was deemed as trash by people at the college was only thirteen years old.

She was filled with great emotions. That boy who was humiliated, who could cry silently to himself, was actually so strong now.

She thought back, wondering if she stayed next to him during the past two years and was not swayed by the gentleness and status of Gao Yi, how her life would be different?

Thinking about it, Gong Xinran couldn’t help but scold herself that she was really shameless.

All of a sudden, she had no mind to think about Gao Yi who personally pushed her into the abyss. In her eyes there was only this teen whose face was ashen white, her thoughts chaotic as they all swarmed her heart.

Zong Shou didn’t sense anything. After biting at his lips, he helped himself up.

His face turned whiter and whiter. His eyes looked calmly at her left chest. That golden needle was sealing her life meridian, her final breath of life was already showing signs of loosening.

He sighed, struggling to get up, before climbing down from the back of the Hook Tail Lion.

No matter how painful and tiring it was, there was one thing he had to do before he fainted.

He pulled out a pill and threw it into his mouth. When the medicinal properties of this Snow Spirit Pill spread out, the piercing pain within his soul lessened by half. His soul ocean felt as cold as a cold spring.

He tried his best to move his feet towards Gao Yi, who was now like a human stick. He saw his eyes spitting fire, looking over with endless amounts of rage and fury.

Zong Shou burst out laughing, taking out a bangle in his hand. He saw the hate in Gao Yi’s eyes totally replaced with fear. His face was white as paper as he vigorously shook his head, his body twisting and turning as he tried to wriggle away.

“Seven Immortal Loop? What do you want to do? No! I don’t to become a demonic spirit, Zong Shou, I beg you. Please kill me!...”

Zong Shou didn’t pay any attention. After stabilizing his footsteps, the blood from Old Mi had flowed over. With the blood from the hose, as well as Gao Yi’s own blood, within thirty feet it had formed a circular formation. In seven directions there was a really weird-looking rune.

He ferociously smacked the bangle, releasing a few of the vengeful spirits sealed inside before making a hand sign.

“I, Zong Shou, love to fight poison with poison. Since you wanted to make senior sister Xinran the main spirit of the Seven Immortal Loop, then I will make you a demonic spirit within the Loop, unable to break free forever!”

He chanted on, and saw that blood-red talisman suddenly give out a devilish red light, pulling over all the living souls that had just died not long ago. That bangle floated up into the air and turned from pure white to a seven-colored glow.

Zong Shou reached out his hand and tapped out on the Seven Immortal Loop in front of Gao Yi’s terrified eyes.

A ball of black smoke surged out from the middle of Gao Yi’s eyebrows, and was sucked into the loop.

Watching that glow appear, Zong Shou didn’t feel any happiness at all, his mouth tasted slightly bitter as he turned around and looked backwards.

He saw Chuxue’s face was ashen white, carrying the already white-eyed and lifeless Gong Xinran, slightly shaking her head. “Three breaths ago she was already gone. She told me that although she had many regrets in this life, at least she was able to die in peace..”

Zong Shou’s heart tightened up, what was surprising was that he didn’t feel as pained as he imagined, instead he felt lost and slightly sad.

A thought rose, and there was a roar from the depths of his soul, like there was something trying to get out.

Not only was his soul ocean crazily expanding, all the impurities within it because of the Heaven Energy Swallowing Conversion Technique were also being excreted.

A green smoke rose from the top of his head, the howling sound became more clear and ethereal, continuing and showing no signs of stopping.