In their opinion, the Supreme Leader, who had been blown to pieces by the thunder, had long since lost his life.
But in fact, it was only Chen Shen’s clone No. 2 that was completely dead. The boy’s true self was still alive and well, and was on his way to the City of Freedom——
"Ding! The system prompts: The host's clone No. 2 has died, and the remaining power of the soul is about to return to the original body."
"Count down what time the soul fusion will start: ten, nine, eight, seven..."
The sudden system prompt made Chen Shen frown, and then sighed bitterly: "Alas! After all, I couldn't withstand the power of fifty thunders..."
"But then again, Zhao Yingxin's talent for Xuanxiu is really incredible!"
"Compared with her, the number of thunders I caused when I broke through to the Xuanzong realm... Damn it, it's so scummy."
"Now, the clone number two is tragically struck to death by lightning. Although it has no negative impact on my own cultivation, but..."
"The formations around Qingyun Sect have not been completed yet, and the distribution of heaven-level profound food in batches has just begun. Who will do the follow-up work?"
Just when Chen Shen was feeling depressed, another system prompt filled his ears into his soul——
"Ding! Warning: A strange energy of unknown origin blocks the process of the host's clone soul No. 2 merging into one and returning to the original body."
"Wha, what?"
Chen Shen was suddenly startled, and hurriedly used the power of his soul to communicate with the clone No. 2 to feel everything he was going through.
He must find the reason why the soul's return is blocked!
The physical body and mysterious energy created by the high-grade yin-yang spirit-splitting talisman of the heavenly level do not belong to him in the first place, and there is nothing to regret in losing them suddenly.
However, the soul energy of clone number two is separated from the main body.
Once the remnant soul cannot return to the main body, it means that Chen Shen has finally reached the strength of the soul of the Xuanzong realm and will slip down to the Xuanzong level again...
At this time, Qingyun Peak was directly above the headmaster's supreme hall.
Chen Shen, who was covered in blood, did not fall to the ground, but was held in front of him by a woman in a plain shirt - well, she was still held by a princess!
The one hugging Chen Shen was Zhao Yingxin, who had just experienced the thunder tribulation of heaven and successfully broke through to the Seven-Star Xuanzong realm.
And above Zhao Yingxin's head, about a thousand feet away, the dark clouds had long since dispersed, replaced by an ice-blue energy vortex.
This energy vortex was like a big hole in the sky. While the ghostly light was revealed, a blue beam of light directly enveloped Zhao Yingxin and Chen Shen in her arms.
"Look, what is that thing in the sky?"
"I don't know!"
"How come even the Supreme Headmaster is enveloped in it?"
"Damn it! Zhao Yingxin, what do you want to do? Put down the Supreme Master immediately!"
Some people hurriedly used their mysterious energy and rushed up.
Judging from this posture, they wanted to blame Zhao Yingxin for Chen Shen's death.
Who made her reputation so great when she was going through the tribulation that the Supreme Headmaster was struck to death by lightning in order to protect his disciples?
Everyone knows that this reason is too far-fetched and even somewhat unreasonable.
But... they watched helplessly as Chen Shen, the leader of a religion, fell to protect an insignificant "little shrimp" like himself.
Let me ask, which other supreme leader can do what Xiang Chenshen does?
For a time, various emotions such as emotion, anger, admiration, and self-blame broke out.
They desperately need to find someone to vent to.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yingxin accidentally became the best candidate.
"Don't come over."
"Chen Shen... can still be saved!"
Zhao Yingxin gave a sweet shout.
But how could those more impulsive disciples and elders listen to her words?
These people still rushed towards the blue light pillar that enveloped Chen Shen regardless of the situation.
Wait until you are close——
"Buzz..."
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Everyone was extremely shocked to find that no matter how hard they punched, kicked, or slashed with swords, the translucent blue light pillar remained firm and did not even tremble.
"Damn it! Where did this weird energy beam and the light whirlpool in mid-air come from?"
"Zhao Yingxin, what are your intentions?"
"Bring back our supreme leader immediately! Otherwise... even if I die, I will blow up my Dantian to make you stand behind me!"
Under the excitement of the crowd, most of these cultivators at the Xuanhuang Realm had already lost their minds.
They didn't even think about it. With their cultivation, even if they collectively self-destructed their Dantian, how could they injure even half of the hair of Xuanzong, a high-ranking disciple?
Seeing this scene, Chen Shen himself was very pleased.
The life-saving support of all the disciples and elders made this young man feel that it was worth it for him to risk his life to protect them!
At the same time, he also found the reason why the remnant soul could not return to its body: the ice blue energy vortex and the light beam emitted by it blocked the way for the remnant soul to return to the body.
What makes Chen Shen feel most helpless is that this blocking force is two-way.
In other words, not only can the soul power of the clone be unable to return to the original body, but the soul power of the original body cannot go any further and influence the behavior of the clone.
Although Chen Shen himself can "see" everything the clone sees, "hear" everything the clone hears, he can even feel the warmth of the clone's legs and neck when being held by the beautiful princess Zhao.
However, he was still unable to speak, let alone communicate with his soul.
At this time, listening to the condemnation of the disciples and elders, Zhao Yingxin frowned slightly impatiently: "I said, there is a way to save Chen Shen!"
"He is your supreme leader, and he is also my benefactor, Zhao Yingxin."
After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes, raised her face slightly, and started talking with the energy body in the icy blue vortex that only she could sense and communicate with.
"I will follow your words and return to that place to save my people."
"But before that, I must save Chen Shen!"
"Chen Shen? Is this the man in your arms?"
"That's right."
"Why bother with this kind of effort? His death will have no impact on us, the Wet Dream Tribe."
"But without him, it would be impossible for me to awaken the power of the Dream of the Lost Soul. The so-called Saint of the Lost Dream Clan... is just a ridiculous, non-existent title, isn't it?"
"You...really want to save him?"
The slightly older female voice added: "Although his soul is still alive and his body is not dead, the price to save him is huge."
"I know."
Zhao Yingxin was full of determination: "No matter what the cost, I am willing to bear it! This can be regarded as... I repay his kindness."
"I will never go back with you until this relationship is over!"