The little weapon spirit was stunned. It would be fine if he thought Bai Xiaochun's words were arrogant, but at this moment, Bai Xiaochun's spiritual consciousness dispersed and gradually developed a fusion with the dominant arm!

Even if the fusion was only a little bit, it made the little weapon spirit feel so shocked, as if it saw such an incredible thing.

"He... he is the Heavenly Lord. He hasn't even reached the ancient times yet, and he can actually merge a trace of the dominant arm!!" The little weapon spirit could not believe his eyes. He really could not imagine this scene. Even though Bai Xiaochun meditated here for the past few years and felt the dominant breath at all times, in the eyes of the little weapon spirit, this thing in front of him was absolutely impossible.

"There must be some secret on him!!"

"This secret may not be because of him... but because of the place where he is, the Eternal Immortal Realm... Could it be..." The little weapon spirit just thought of this, his eyes widened again, and a huge wave was stirring up in his heart. He didn't think much about the Eternal Immortal Realm before, but now everything in front of him made him involuntarily remember a legend he had heard from the mouth of the master...!

Just when the little weapon spirit was shocked, Bai Xiaochun sat cross-legged on the dominant arm. His spiritual consciousness completely dispersed and continued to try to merge with the arm. His whole mind was immersed in it, and all consciousness was integrated into the dominant arm.

Even in his mind, the dominant arm, which had been outlined, became more subtle and more realistic at this moment. It seemed that as he observed, he wanted to integrate this dominant arm into his consciousness!

Just like when Bai Xiaochun was watching beast sculptures in Lingxi Sect, he was the same at this moment.

Time passes again, one year, three years, five years...

Soon, ten years passed!

For ten years, Bai Xiaochun remained motionless. During this observation and perception, although he did not merge too much with the dominant arm in the integration of his spiritual consciousness, everything about this arm was already very clear in his mind!

Until this time, Bai Xiaochun woke up. The moment his eyes opened, a thrilling light that made the little weapon spirit shine out from his eyes.

Even at the moment when the light spreads in his eyes, Bai Xiaochun's body emits a special aura that is extremely weak, but will never be mistaken by the little weapon spirit!!

"Master's breath!!" The little weapon spirit was shocked and speechless.

Bai Xiaochun seemed to have not noticed the horror of the little weapon spirit. He slowly stood up at this moment, lowered his head to look at his right hand, and the light in his eyes was still there, and there was a flash of deduction. After a while, Bai Xiaochun clenched his fist!

The moment he held his fist, the sky and the earth suddenly roared behind him, and a huge emperor shadow suddenly transformed out, wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown, with his appearance as Bai Xiaochun.

Immortal Emperor Fist!

But... in this Emperor Shadow, what was different from the past... was his right hand. The Emperor Shadow's right hand was obviously different from the whole body. It was exactly the same as the dominant arm that Bai Xiaochun was standing at this moment!!

Whether it is hair, bones, or flesh, everything is exactly the same. At the same time, the explosion of the dominant aura at this moment exceeded the previous one. Although it was still weak, no matter how weak it was, it was the dominant aura!

This breath is enough to make all the Heavenly Lords tremble and shock the ancient mind!

This is exactly what Bai Xiaochun gained after 10 years of realization, and merged the dominant arm with his Immortal Emperor Fist. At this moment, his breathing was slightly rapid, slowly pushing his right fist, towards the distance, and directly dropping his punch!

With this punch out, the dominant aura burst out, the starry sky shining brightly, and even the fan world was in the world, the power was so great that it could crush all the Heavenly Lords. Even Taigu... even after seeing this punch, he was shocked!

As the sound of boom echoed, even the fan trembled, not to mention the little weapon being so powerful. His eyes were about to protrude, and his heart was filled with endless waves.

"He actually succeeded..."

When the little weapon spirit was stunned, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at his right hand again. After recalling his previous feelings, he whispered.

"From now on, the Immortal Emperor Fist is called... the Immortal Lord Fist!"

"This punch, in conjunction with the past, the present, will be my trump card against the ancient times!" Bai Xiaochun's eyes showed a firm look, and his body shook, falling from the dominant arm. In the rapid breathing of the little weapon spirit, he stood in front of the Taoist Tower of Life and Death. After his spiritual sense spread for a while, Bai Xiaochun's eyes looked forward to more.

Zhou Zimo and Song Junwan were still sleeping, but their faces were much rosy, and the loss of life was supplemented too much, even Tiedan was the same, but Song Que still had no reaction at all, which made Bai Xiaochun sigh.

Then a cold light flashed in his eyes. When he raised his right hand, he directly took out a weak soul that seemed to be dissipating from his storage bag.

This soul is the soul of the eldest prince. He is almost unconscious. He is grabbed by Bai Xiaochun and seems to have no strength to struggle.

"How could I bear to let you die so quickly?" Bai Xiaochun murmured softly. He spent all his time on his practice. Now he has created the Immortal Lord Fist in the later stage of the Heavenly Lord. Now he has free time to deal with this eldest prince!

"Don't you like changing your body? Don't you like puppets?" Bai Xiaochun's eyes were cruel, and he raised his right hand to grab it. Suddenly, many materials on the residual fan transformed out. Bai Xiaochun's hands were quick, and he directly refined the soul of the eldest prince, refining it into a puppet.

At this time, the eldest prince finally recovered some of his sanity. After he felt that his body was actually a puppet formed, he looked at Bai Xiaochun in fear and made a shrill sound.

"Bai Xiaochun, if you dare to treat me like this, my father will never let you go. He will definitely find you!!"

"Your father? Humph, your father is no longer your father, but don't worry, your enemy is still me." Bai Xiaochun said, and with a finger in his right hand, the eldest prince who turned into a puppet danced gracefully outside the tower, just like the puppets he made in the palace.

Those puppets dance with their lives. As for the eldest prince, he supported the dance at the cost of consuming his soul. For him, the degree of fear of this death dance was beyond his imagination. It was to feel that his soul was dissipating rapidly as he continued to dance. This was clearly to make him... go to death in the way he tortures others!

"You're talking nonsense, how could my father not be my father!" The eldest prince gasped and cried. Bai Xiaochun snorted coldly and simply walked away. He wanted the eldest prince to dance here until his soul was scattered.

"Don't you like watching dancing? Just dance yourself." Bai Xiaochun shook his body and headed straight to the distance.

"No, this is not true. Bai Xiaochun, please let me go, I promise not to provoke you again, I promise..." The eldest prince cried out and begged anxiously, but his begging was indifferent to Bai Xiaochun. He hated the eldest prince and hated him to the core!

In this way, after nine days of continuous dancing, his body was still active, but his soul gradually dissipated and his consciousness became blurred. Finally... when the tenth day arrived, his soul was scattered under the dance of death.

As the soul dissipated, the dancing puppet body formed by those materials suddenly lost its motivation and directly collapsed on the ground...

Bai Xiaochun looked at all this silently, and the little weapon spirit was by his side and witnessed it with his own eyes during these days. He felt that Bai Xiaochun was too terrible at this moment and dared not provoke him.

"It's more than death!" Bai Xiaochun gritted his teeth. After watching the eldest prince's dance for ten days, the hatred in his heart still existed a lot. At this moment, he took a deep breath and Bai Xiaochun was about to get up to take away the materials, but at this moment, suddenly, the face of the little weapon spirit changed suddenly, and he flew up suddenly, looking directly at the starry sky in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, roars suddenly came from the starry sky in the distance, and even the residual fan trembled strongly, and changed direction by itself and headed straight for the place where the sound came.

"The other half is the other half!" Xiaoqiling was excited and shouted there.
Chapter completed!