I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 614 - 287: Soul Slave Changes Hands, Emperor’s Grandson Qin Tong_2

Chapter 614: Chapter 287: Soul Slave Changes Hands, Emperor’s Grandson Qin Tong_2

Next.

Boom!

The entire Divine Soul exploded, scattering soul energy everywhere, only to gather back to Han Yi’s right hand even faster, as if swallowed directly by his right hand, leaving no trace at all.

“Soul Hall, Second Hall, Earth Evil Palace, Soul Seed, Xia Quan.”

“Earth Evil Soul Arrow, Nine Soul Destruction Marks, Soul Prohibiting Skill, Soul Destruction Bell…”

“Heavenly Gang, Earth Evil, the soul skills closest to Immortal Skills, Near Immortality Soul Skills, Divine Soul Weakening Skill…”

Han Yi, standing in the gradually calming Soul Slave Space, had an indifferent look in his eyes, flashing through many difficulties, about the secrets of both sides involved in this soul battle that he had just obtained from seizing Xia Quan.

Xia Quan’s memory was too vast, and Han Yi only had a rough understanding of his deepest memories, especially those secrets revealed during this Soul Battle.

Next.

Han Yi glanced at the four Soul Bells at the top of the Soul Slave Space and made a hand seal, the same one Xia Quan had made in the outside world.

Nine Soul Destruction Marks.

In an instant.

An invisible wave spread from Han Yi’s Divine Soul to the four Soul Bells suspended in the air.

Next.

Han Yi didn’t linger any longer and, with a thought in his mind, he disappeared from this Soul Slave Space.

Despite being a dangerous and intense battle, it was short-lived, taking less than half the time of an incense burning. This Soul Slave Space and the Soul Bells at the top of the space had changed ownership.

In the outside world.

As Han Yi plunged down, his eyes, which had been lifeless, suddenly sparkled with brilliance. He then changed his course mid-air, not heading towards Feng Wusheng, but flying straight towards Xia Quan.

However, Xia Quan’s body had no reaction, still falling downwards.

On the other side.

Two of the three Soul Slaves suddenly received an irresistible command, to cease their attack and retreat to the side.

As for the third, Feng Wusheng, he received the command to burn his Divine Soul and self-destruct to attack Zhuo Yangxi.

What shocked the trio was that the mysterious cultivator who had rushed towards them but changed direction towards Xia Quan was the one who had issued the commands.

But as Soul Slaves, with the Slave Mark in the Soul Slave Space, their lives and deaths were no longer in their control. The control of the Nine Soul Destruction Marks over the Soul Slaves was even more restraining than when Feng Wusheng had used other Gold Core cultivators from their sect to withstand Yuan Shun’s attack during the Black Core Tribulation.

They could not resist.

In an instant, the two Golden Core Peak cultivators withdrew, while Feng Wusheng let out a roar, with his Divine Soul and body burning, even his numerous treasures were detonated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the time of the explosion.

Han Yi had changed directions, swiftly moving to Xia Quan’s side, and with one hand on Xia Quan’s head, the Soul Slave Space, which had already changed ownership in the Sea of Consciousness of the soulless Xia Quan, was instantly transferred to Han Yi’s Sea of Consciousness.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the restored Divine Soul was situated at the center, while a pure white bubble was suspended above it.

The bubble wasn’t large, its size and position akin to the black bead originally obtained from the Nine Layer Void Prison.

The only difference was one being pitch-black and the other pure white.

Through the white membrane of the bubble, it seemed that the bubble had formed a space of its own, with four Soul Bells suspended in the upper part of the space. One of the Soul Bells was continuously vibrating and on the verge of shattering.

This was the Soul Slave Space derived from cultivating the Nine Soul Destruction Marks to a certain extent.

In the outside world.

Han Yi gently waved his hand and killed Xia Quan. Naturally, Xia Quan’s Qiankun Ring and treasures on his body became his possessions.

What amazed Han Yi was that Xia Quan’s main battle treasure was a genuine Spiritual Treasure.

However, he didn’t take a closer look but stored it in his Qiankun Ring for now.

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He looked at Feng Wusheng, who was burning his soul, risking his life in a desperate attack, intending to die together.

Just now, the order he had given was to change the owner of the Soul Slave Space, making him the master of the four Soul Slaves. One of them wasn’t taken into the Cave Heaven.

Of the three Soul Slaves here, aside from Feng Wusheng, he was unwilling to abandon the other two. After all, Soul Slaves were absolutely loyal to their Soul Master.

In simple terms, from now on, he would have three Golden Core Peak cultivators who were the most loyal and would never betray him as Soul Slaves, unless someone took possession of his Soul Slave Space.

These were Golden Core Peak cultivators, not cabbages. Although they were as common as dogs in the Yuan Heavenly Palace, they were formidable experts capable of establishing a thousand-year-old sect in the outside world.

As for Feng Wusheng, Han Yi naturally wouldn’t let him live. It was a matter of principle.

At a distance of several hundred meters in front of him, explosions were happening one after another. With his body and Divine Soul burning, and commanded by the Soul Slave Mark, Feng Wusheng put everything on the line, without fearing death or questioning the Soul Master. This absolute obedience was the terrifying aspect of the Nine Soul Destruction Marks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Facing Feng Wusheng’s suicidal attack, Zhuo Yangxi’s face changed drastically, but, having broken through to the Nascent Soul level, he showed no fear and instead snorted heavily. In an instant, nine daggers blocked all attacks.

During the violent rampage of spiritual energy, a Sword Light leaped out lightly, reflecting in Zhuo Yangxi’s eyes. His pupils contracted violently. He was all too familiar with this Sword Light. Not long ago, he had lost three fellow cultivators under this Sword Light and had used a Bamboo Talisman inside their Mansion to escape.

This Bamboo Talisman was personally crafted by the Lord of the Nine Mansions, a Spirit Transformation stage powerhouse. Even the Tingwei Mansion only had three.

Now, facing the same situation again, he was both shocked and furious. But, having taken the Sky-breaking Limit-breaking Pill, he had no way back. At this point, all he could do was make a desperate attempt and fight for a way out.