Tuoba Ku did not hesitate to self-destruct the holy weapon Soul Wheel and launched a soul attack on Zhong Zihao, which shocked Xia Danming, Mu Xuefeng and others in the distance. When he was about to rush out, Murong Wan, who was supported by Chen Liling and Zhong Zihan, spoke.
"There's nothing you can do to help. All we can do is believe in him!" Her face was still as pale as paper and her breath was weak, but her weak voice held unprecedented firmness.
Everyone couldn't help but nodded, looking at the huge figure in the distant sky for a moment.
Zhong Zihao was shocked but not confused, and immediately mobilized his soul power to defend himself.
He was no stranger to the soul attack technique. If it weren't for the fact that the strength of his soul power at this moment was only in the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, which was no different from the Tuoba Ku in front of him, he would have used this secret technique on the opponent long ago.
However, before his defense was completely completed, the Chaos Orb deep in his mind turned again, and at the same time a strong suction surged out, swallowing up the huge soul attack in an instant.
Zhong Zihao was obviously startled. This was the first time the Chaos Bead showed this function today. He had never known it before.
After a few breaths, he still didn't notice anything unusual, and the Chaos Bead seemed to be dormant again without any movement, so he slowly opened his eyes.
"Hahaha, Huangkou child, please enjoy it slowly, I won't let you die so quickly. You have ruined the thousands of years of hope of my Tuoba clan, I will take out your soul and slowly break it...ah
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Tuoba looked as if he was crazy in pain, and his laughter turned into a shrill scream when he was shocked.
"Really? Scum of the human race like you are more hated than the gods!" Zhong Zihao's voice sounded, and the long sword in his hand was slowly pulled out from Tuoba Ku's chest.
"Why?" Tuoba Ku turned his head and looked at Zhong Zihao with a puzzled expression.
"Haha!" Zhong Zihao sneered, "A self-righteous person like you will never know a sentence: there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world!"
"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case."
Tuoba Ku's voice suddenly changed, but he escaped from the sea of soul consciousness on his own and fled out as fast as thunder.
This old guy is really ruthless, he can even abandon his physical body at the critical moment.
The extremely powerful souls of the immortal realm masters are already able to survive alone. If they find the right materials, they may even have the possibility of recasting their bodies. In addition, rebirth is also an option.
However, the soul is much weaker without the physical body, and will also lose the fighting power when it has the physical body.
Speaking of which, when a warrior reaches the level of Immortal Realm, he can repair his damaged body, such as his arms.
But like Tuoba Ku just now, his heart was crushed by the Black Flame Demonic Sword, or his head was cut off, and it was impossible to re-condensate it by consuming real energy.
Of course, if the sea of soul consciousness collapses, there is no chance that the soul will survive.
Tuoba's miserable soul escaped, but Zhong Zihao remained indifferent. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly raised his hand.
"Ah? How could this happen? When did you seal the space?" came Tuoba Ku's panicked voice.
However, at this moment, he was no longer speaking with his mouth. His soul power had left his body and he could only communicate with Zhong Zihao through sound transmission.
"It's true that you are an old fool. You can extract Wan'er's soul. How can I not be prepared for your plan to escape from the shell?"
Zhong Zihao's eyes were focused, and he released the suction force from his palm, grabbing Tuoba Ku's soul in his hand, and an extremely dangerous aura erupted from his body: "Tell me, is there any other way to repair the soul?"
Tuoba Ku was startled at first, but returned to normal in an instant, and said with a ferocious smile: "Hey, I have long said that unless anyone dares to take a trip to the underworld to find the ethereal essence of fire, it is possible to restore her soul.
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"The dangers on the road to the underworld are unknown. I have never been there anyway, but the spirit of fire is also a legendary thing. No one knows whether it really exists. So, you better give up on this idea."
"But it's okay. Anyway, except for the weak breath, the girl's mind and behavior are normal. The missing soul will only cause her to slowly lose her life essence. You should still have one year to enjoy her, so cherish her."
Zhong Zihao was furious: "I will imprison your soul so that you will never be reincarnated!"
He transformed his true energy into the fire attribute, and condensed a ray of hot flame into his palm, making the latter scream.
He didn't want Tuoba Ku to die so easily. The methods that the latter used on Murong Wan were too cruel. On the other hand, since this person joined the God Clan, if he could let him reveal some information, it would also be helpful for his future actions.
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However, just when Zhong Zihao was about to take out the sealed object and collect Tuoba Ku's soul, the Chaos Bead in his mind once again surged with suction, swallowing up the soul in an instant.
"Stop...spit it out..."
His elbows and armpits had grown, and when he reacted, there was no trace of Tuoba Ku's remaining soul in his hands.
Zhong Zihao was furious and tried his best to communicate with Chaos Bead, but the latter showed no reaction at all, like a dead thing.
With no other choice, he could only slowly withdraw his true energy, his body gradually returned to normal size, and walked in the direction of Xia Danming and others.
At this time, Tuoba clan still had several powerful men fleeing for their lives, but he was worried about Murong Wan's situation and had no idea of pursuing him.
"How are your injuries?" Zhong Zihao came to the Jueshen Alliance and the major sects and asked.
"With the help of Miss Chen's magic medicine, we can save our lives." Baili Liangcai nodded and replied. He didn't know what to say to Zhong Zihao, but he felt that he could not see through the young man in front of him more and more.
"Don't worry, Young Master, we are all fine, it's just that so many brothers died!" Wei Qinghan was in a low mood. Two hundred Tianji Realm experts from the Killing Temple came to Luo Yuan Domain, and now I'm afraid less than half of them are left.
"Zihao, we are fine, but you..." Mu Xuefeng has watched Zhong Zihao grow up, but feels that every time the latter has something to do, he can't help him, and he feels complicated.
"You have suffered!" Lu Shuyi was also covered in wounds and had mixed feelings in her heart. At such a young age, he had experienced too many things that should not be endured at this age.
"Brother...wuwu..."
Zhong Zihan rushed directly into his arms and started crying. When Zhong Zihao's knees and arms were shattered by the beggar revival, she felt that she couldn't hold on and was afraid of losing this brother.
Because Chen Liling supported Murong Wan, although she did not rush towards him, her eyes were filled with tears.
"Zihao, what should I do with this beast?" It was easy to hear from Lu Yang's voice that he was still angry.
Liang Bianyun, Wu Chen, Xing Yilong, Meng Ruoyan, Peng Yusi and others all laid their eyes on Zhong Zihao's face. If possible, when the latter was tortured, they would all be willing to take his place.
Zhong Zihao turned his head slightly and looked at Tuoba Fuxing, who was as breathless as a gossamer on the ground. The latter was slumped on the ground like meat, with a look of pleading in his only eyes that could move.
He sighed in his heart. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest interest in torturing Tuoba Fuxing, so he said softly: "Forget it, let's send him on his way."
The rest were shocked. According to their thoughts, they would have to torture this guy for at least another three to five years, otherwise it would be hard to get rid of the hatred in their hearts. However, they also knew Zhong Zihao's mood at the moment, so they didn't ask any more questions and could only follow his wishes.
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Finally, Zhong Zihao focused his eyes on the face of the fairy in white. The two looked at each other and smiled. Years of longing turned into a deep sense of satisfaction at this moment.
"How is Wan'er's situation?" Zhong Zihao looked sideways and asked Shan Qiuyue and Chen Liling next to him.