When Ding Yue saw the remnant soul enter his body, he immediately mobilized the layers of sword mountains to crush it from all directions. He wanted to crush the remnant soul.
This was a remnant soul of an Emperor realm expert. After refining it, his spiritual will would definitely increase in strength. When he broke through to the Emperor realm later on, the divine soul he condensed would be even more powerful.
Ding Yue immediately activated the Hundred Tempering divine technique. At the same time, he activated the Immovable Mountain technique. He wanted to crush the remnant soul and completely refine it.
Ordinary truth realm cultivators would not be able to refine the soul no matter what technique they used.
However, Ding Yue, who practiced the Immovable Mountain technique and the Hundred Tempering technique, was able to crush the remnant soul and refine it.
The remnant soul was shocked.
Boom!
Under its frenzied attacks, the sword mountains collapsed one after another, but more and more sword mountains kept appearing in their place.
It was as if there was no end to them.
Run!
It had to run!
The remnant soul was shocked. It could not understand why a truth realm cultivator's spiritual will was so terrifying.
Finally, after losing two-thirds of its soul power, the remnant soul finally escaped.
"Trying to run? Can you escape?"
Ding Yue sneered.
The endless sword mountains surged forth and instantly set up layers of sword mountains around the remnant soul. At the same time, the sword in his hand moved.
It emitted a faintly discernible sword intent.
Soul Slaying sword!
From the moment the remnant soul had rushed into Ding Yue's body to the moment it had fled in a sorry state, only a brief instant had passed.
Han Yingmeng and the others were shocked to discover that the remnant soul had suddenly reappeared in an extremely sorry state.
Following that, numerous mountains formed by spiritual will appeared.
What was even more terrifying was that each mountain emitted intense sword intent.
Like a millstone, they surrounded the remnant soul and continuously grinded it downt.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was shocked by Ding Yue's technique. What kind of secret technique was this? It was too powerful.
It had actually crushed an emperor-level remnant soul despite Ding Yue's own cultivation having only reached the ninth level of the truth realm.
Shua!
A sword gleam flashed by, and the remnant soul was sliced into two halves. Drowned under the surging sword intent, it gradually shattered.
Soul Slaying sword!
It was a Sword Dao that directly cut through one's soul.
This type of Sword Dao was undoubtedly extremely powerful.
The Nine Swords Mountain elder's face turned increasingly gloomy. After seeing this one sword strike, he knew that Ding Yue had already surpassed him.
The remnant soul suffered heavy injuries. The endless sword mountains kept coming, grinding the remnant soul into pieces.
The sword mountains also channeled the remnant soul's power back to Ding Yue.
Ding Yue's eyes narrowed, and he felt as if he was floating.
He was taking in too much soul power; to the point that it might even harm him instead of strengthen him.
He frantically circulated the Hundred Tempering divine technique, continuously refining and compressing the soul power to strengthen his spiritual will.
At the same time, he relied on the newly-refined soul power to continuously refine more sword mountains, increasing their scale and numbers.
Ding Yue stared at the Nine Swords Mountain elder with contempt and sneered, "Do you want to fight? Come at me!"
He was extremely arrogant.
The Nine Swords Mountain elder was somewhat tempted. Ding Yue seemed to have encountered a problem at this time. It was as if the absorbed soul power had caused his spiritual will to soar out of control.
His gaze turned briefly toward the red-bearded old man, and then to Liu Pingfeng, and then at the Evil King and the beautiful woman from the Floating Flower Pavilion.
"What are you looking at? This king disdains bullying the weak with numbers. There's no way I will make a move!"
The Evil King looked at him with disdain; he did not stay any longer and left.
The pretty woman from the Floating Flower Pavilion paused for a moment, but did not say anything. She also turned around and left.
"If you're not attacking, I'm leaving."
Ding Yue smiled coldly and turned around to leave.
Liu Pingfeng and the other two looked at each other, finally giving up on the idea of making a move.
The chaos caused by the remnant soul had come to an end.
Chu Xuan could not help but sigh. Ding Yue was indeed worthy of being the son of fate of the Southern Region. His harvest here was truly big.
After the remnant soul was refined, his spiritual will became even stronger. It had almost reached the limit of the truth realm.
He was one step closer to the Emperor realm.
Once he broke through to the Emperor realm, his soul would become even stronger.
Just as Chu Xuan was about to deactivate the Heaven-spying Mirror, he suddenly discovered an aura emerging from the depths of Bai Sheng Mountain's ruin.
It was an aura of someone who seemed to be infinitely close to reaching the Emperor realm.
There were living people in the Bai Sheng Mountain ruin?
How was that possible?
How many years had passed? Even if it was an Emperor realm cultivator, this person's lifespan should have long been exhausted.
Could it be that this person had used some kind of special method or some kind of supreme treasure to hibernate until now?
Other than that, there was no other possibility.
Was this person the successor of the Bai Sheng Mountain sect?
Boom!
An explosion suddenly erupted, which attracted everyone's attention.
A figure spat out blood and flew backward.
"There's someone in the ancient ruin!"
The Evil King spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out. His expression changed drastically as he roared crazily.
A burly figure rose up from beneath the ruin.
His white hair was draped over his shoulders and his facial expression was resolute. He looked like he was only 26 or 27 years old.
He wore a white robe and there was a mountain symbol embroidered on his robe. The aura he exuded was extremely powerful and was almost comparable to a first-level Emperor realm cultivator.
The few evil generals quickly attacked while catching the Evil King who had flown out.
The white-haired youth walked over step by step and suddenly made a punching motion.
Boom!
A truth realm expert who was digging for treasure in the distance was instantly killed with one punch!
Everyone's expressions changed.
They all gathered together.
"Put down everything you took!" The white-haired youth said coldly.
"Who are you?"
Liu Pingfeng gathered all of the experts from the Great Qian Dynasty and asked fearfully.
"Bai Sheng Mountain's young sect master, Bai Shaokong!"
How was this possible?!
The Bai Sheng Mountain sect had been destroyed a long time ago. EvenEmperor realm experts would not be able to survive until now.
The lifespan of an emperor was not infinite.
"Empty words without proof. You snuck in here, right?"
Liu Pingfeng laughed coldly.
He did not believe that the other party was Bai Sheng Mountain's young sect master. He had to be a powerful itinerant cultivator who had snuck into the ruin, and was trying to pass himself off as the successor of the Bai Sheng Mountain sect.
However, since when did the Southern Region have such a powerful itinerant cultivator?
"Hmph!"
Bai Shaokong snorted coldly and attacked without hesitation. He threw a punch at Liu Pingfeng.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three punches…
Three punches was all it took to send Liu Pingfeng flying while vomiting blood.
"Everyone, quickly join forces. Otherwise, we will be killed by him!"
Liu Pingfeng's expression changed drastically.
Too strong!
The pressure he sensed was stronger than when he faced Qin Keyun back then.
The expressions of the beauty from the Floating Flower Pavilion and the red-bearded Elder's changed, and they prepared to join forces without any hesitation.
However, the Nine Swords Mountain elder frowned and did not immediately express his stance.
"You are strong. We will meet again!"
Just as the red-bearded elder and the beauty from the Floating Flower Pavilion were about to attack, the Evil King unexpectedly fled.
"Evil King!"
The red-bearded old man shouted angrily.
"Join forces? If our hearts aren't aligned, why should we? This king is already injured, and I'm afraid that you guys will try pulling some dirty trick on me!"
The Evil King snorted coldly and decisively led his men to flee.
In any case, he had already gained a lot from this trip to the ancient ruin.
As for whether Bai Shaokong would become a source of big trouble, he was not concerned about it.
The evil imperial court would not be destroyed so easily.
His actions made sense!
The beautiful woman from the Floating Flower Pavilion also prepared to leave with her forces.
"Trying to leave? Leave behind the things you stole from my Bai Sheng Mountain sect!"
Bai Shaokong snorted coldly and raised his hand to throw a punch.
"Go to hell!"
The Evil King threw out a blood-red bead. In an instant, blood mist churned and condensed into a blood-red fist that smashed out in response.
Boom!
Bai Shaokong's attack was blocked. He raised his hand, and was about to attack again.
"Sir, you should stop while you're ahead. Do you think that the Bai Sheng Mountain sect is still the same Bai Sheng Mountain sect from before?"
The Nine Swords Mountain elder spoke up.
Bai Shaokong stopped.
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