The old man's soul trembled violently, and he screamed in agony.

He roared desperately, seemingly helpless in the face of the attack of soul power.

For a monk, even if he breaks through to the Martial Emperor realm, his soul power is still very weak.

Especially the attack and defense of soul power are even less controlled.

Only true great-world ascetics can master some spiritual attainments.

Ordinary ascetics simply strengthen their bodies and practice martial arts, but their souls only grow temporarily based on their improvement in cultivation.

Ye Chen is completely different.

He is a magician, and his soul strength is beyond imagination.

At this moment, the ability of the conjuration system is used to strengthen the soul's attack.

When his [Nightmare Devouring] was completely released, most of the old man's soul had been devoured, and the remaining strand was fragile.

The power of the soul spell is even more bizarre and unpredictable than Ye Chen imagined.

However, Ye Chen could not kill Emperor Wu directly.

He could feel that once the Emperor Wu's soul was destroyed, it would have irreversible effects.

There are many priests in the palace courtyard.

Many monks can feel his soul, which will be condensed into a token and placed in the sacrificial hall.

Once he falls here, the high priests or priests will instantly feel the changes in the priesthood.

The soul card that guards the old man is extremely crucial.

Once he falls, foreign enemies will attack.

If the priests sense that something is wrong, Ye Chen's plan will also come to nothing.

It is impossible to catch the so-called high priest.

Therefore, Ye Chen never wiped out the last ray of Emperor Wu's soul.

He used the power of nightmares to surround its soul and limit the fluctuations of his soul.

However, this old man also has some backbone.

Even though most of his soul was lost, he still wanted to convey the news to the Great Yan Dynasty or the priests.

Ye Chen couldn't resist, and was about to be broken free by the old man.

As a last resort, he could only ask for the powerful help of the ice elves.

"I understand, leave it to me!" The patron saint king of the ice elves clan also charged in the soul.

At that moment, the old man sitting in front of the backyard suddenly stiffened and was covered in sweat.

His eyes became extremely frightened, and his purple-black pupils rolled his eyes directly.

In an area where no one was observing, he just sat there, not daring to move.

The powerful soul of the Ice Elf who protects the Holy King clan appeared, and the old man felt as if he was suffocated.

He stared blankly at this scene, as if he was watching the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Ye Chen got away with it.

There is the patron saint king of the ice elves suppressing him. It must be impossible to pass on the news even if he borrows a hundred times his cultivation level.

Soon, Ye Chen successfully set foot in the backyard of the palace.

In this fairyland-like secret realm, he found the location of the two priests.

As he expected, there were six ordinary priests surrounding the two priests.

There are a total of eight mysterious priests dressed in black.

They sat in all directions, with signs of the Eight Diagrams growing under their feet, occupying each divination palace to predict the celestial phenomena.

And standing in the center of the Lord is a monk covered in black robes and veils.

He held a huge and strange sickle in his hand.

There was a chill in Ye Chen's eyes.

When he saw the sickle, his heart skipped a beat.

That well-kept power gave him an extremely eerie feeling.

At least, that sickle made his Mark of the Dead feel quite taboo.

Ye Chen used the Seal of the Dead to destroy two cities and the souls collected were less than one ten thousandth of the souls harvested by the sickle.

He immediately understood that this so-called high priest obtained his divination ability through the sacrifice of life and soul.

"Is this the ability of the Ghost Clan?" Ye Chen raised a question in his mind.

He needed to find out how these priests predicted the celestial phenomena in advance.

Looking at the formation patterns of the Bagua circulation, Ye Chen thought of the way he turned on the Seal of Prophecy formation and ascended.

Both have different approaches but similar effects.

However, the difference is that Ye Chen uses the power of the magic circle to predict the future. Compared with this ability to predict the future, the efficiency is not much different, but it is easier to use.

Divination requires sacrifices.

The high priest chose soul sacrifice.

As the saying goes, the greater the price paid for divination, the closer the results will be to the truth.

After waiting for a long time, the high priest finally stopped what he was doing.

He bent over and clasped his fists respectfully in one direction.

Immediately, a noble-looking middle-aged man in a golden robe fell down.

The clothes on his body were somewhat simple, with marks of flames engraved on them.

Compared to Emperor Dawu, Emperor Dayan's cultivation was more powerful and his voice was more powerful.

He asked: "High Priest, is there any result?"

The body of the high priest, who was covered in black, was trembling slightly.

A special talisman appeared in his hand.

On the talisman paper, there are Bagua marks engraved on it.

Emperor Dayan took over this special talisman and burned it with the power of fire. It was engraved with words that only priests could understand.

The latter answered the question and said: "Emperor, the person you are looking for is here!"

"He hides himself, even I can't detect it, and he has the same ability as us."

"We have lost now!"

"For two Tianji practitioners, whoever finds the other's position first and stands in the light will be the winner!" The high priest suddenly said.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, and waves of chills ran down his spine.

The high priest just predicted his position!

And he really guessed it!

Fortunately, Ye Chen's transparent potion has absolutely powerful magical power.

Even the Martial Emperor and even the super powerful at the Martial Emperor level cannot detect him.

Emperor Dayan's expression changed when he heard this. He used his powerful soul perception ability to observe everything and looked around in disbelief.

However, when he searched for Ye Chen with the power of his soul, he obviously couldn't find anything.

Emperor Dayan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, looked at the priest again and asked, "Is there any countermeasures?"

The high priest no longer communicated with each other, but conveyed his thoughts to Emperor Yan.

The latter immediately jumped up and blocked the entire palace backyard.

Ye Chen's face twitched.

The Great Yan Emperor wanted to completely ban him in this area.

As a last resort, Ye Chen could only use the power of the magic circle to leave the backyard of the palace.

He has memorized the aura of the high priest, and his goal has been achieved.

But as soon as Ye Chen left, Emperor Dayan suddenly stopped what he was doing and did not really seal off the backyard of the palace.

Instead, he turned around and returned to the high priest.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, he has left."

"However, he recorded my breath."

"The only solution now is to follow the plan!" the high priest suddenly said.

Emperor Dayan immediately nodded.

"Something interesting."

"If he can break through Old Demon Lin's guard and enter the Queen's Court, I want to test how good he is!"
Chapter completed!