1845: C1845 The Remnant Soul Has Returned

C1845 The Remnant Soul Has Returned

The ancestral altar soared through the air, and the soul fragments that gathered became more and more condensed.

Terrifying black lightning flashed around the afterimages as it struck in all directions.

Each enormous electric arc was like a giant lightning dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws around the afterimage. Each arc was a thousand feet long, and contained an extremely terrifying power.

These crisscrossing bolts of lightning continuously bombarded the afterimage in the ancestral altar, as if they did not want this heaven-defying person to return.

Even someone as strong as Emperor Mara was secretly shocked by the bombardment of these heavenly lightning.

Because these black bolts of lightning were no longer simple bolts of lightning. They were formed by a large amount of the laws of heaven and earth, just like heavenly punishment. The terrifying power contained within them was inestimable.

If such lightning struck him, Emperor Mara wondered if he would also suffer a layer of skin loss.

If a creature below the Martial Emperor Realm was struck by this kind of power, it would probably turn into ashes in an instant.

This was the terrifying part of the heavenly lightning before him.

Emperor Mara was filled with doubt as he looked at the heavenly lightning lingering on the remnant soul's body and the lightning that struck the afterimage from time to time.

He was wondering whether the heavenly lightning was stopping this person from returning, or was it refining the remnant soul that had just returned. It wanted to refine this person's soul to become more solid, so that this person could better control his own power.

After staring for a moment, Emperor Morat's expression became increasingly ugly and heavy.

Seeing the soul fragment becoming more and more solid, the light that bloomed from it, and the power that erupted from it becoming stronger and stronger, he no longer thought that it was the so-called heavenly punishment. This so-called heavenly lightning was not stopping this ancient existence from returning at all.

Instead, it was as if the other party was manipulating the power of heaven and earth, borrowing the power of heaven and earth lightning to refine the soul body that had just been condensed, allowing him to perfectly control this soul body that was condensed from countless soul fragments.

"Boom!"

Massive black arcs of lightning with shocking laws of the Heavens and Earth swept across the place and bombarded the afterimage in the ancestral altar.

The lightning that exploded at this moment was even more blinding than before.

Extremely terrifying energy fluctuations erupted from above, tearing through the void with great force, impacting the afterimage of the Ancestral Altar.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Like firecrackers, a series of explosions rang out, and the sky was filled with lightning as it blasted towards the soul shadow.

This seemed to be a sign, accompanied by the bombardment of the black lightning arcs. Following this, hundreds of huge black lightning interweaved in the air. The place where the ancestral altar was located turned into a terrifying pool of lightning. It completely surrounded it.

When such a terrifying scene erupted in the Ancestral Altar, the Guardian, Luo Sanqian, who was originally hosting the ceremony, had already distanced himself from the Ancestral Altar. He chose to avoid such a sharp edge and did not dare to approach.

At this moment, the Guardian Old Man's face was very pale and looked like he was on the verge of collapse.

The Emperor Blade had been shattered by Emperor Mara, and he had also suffered a heavy blow.

The Emperor Blade was his natal weapon, and it was the natal weapon he had stored in his heart's blood. It was as important as his left and right arms.

But now, the Sovereign Blade was broken by Emperor Mara, as if one of his arms had been broken. The consequences were even worse than this. Yuan Shen was injured, causing his blood to deteriorate even more.

Just now, he had completed all the summoning ritual, leaving only the wine to nourish the Sovereign Blood. He had used the Emperor's blood as a catalyst to summon the remnant souls floating between heaven and earth. Otherwise, the backlash from the destruction of the Emperor Blade would have been severe. He was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the summoning ritual either. Perhaps it would also fail because of this.

Fortunately, he succeeded in the end, waiting for the powerful soul shadow on the ancestral altar to awaken.

Such a terrifying change had occurred on the ancestral altar. The experts from all directions looked over with solemn expressions.

The experts from the various forces of the Central Plains, those who originally wanted Emperor Mara to be the Dao-Seeking Rock, all held their breaths at this moment. They were all focused on the great battle that had erupted at the border, afraid that they would miss out on something.

Every expert stared unblinkingly at the distant sky, waiting for the changes on the ancestral altar.

Emperor Mara, on the other hand, had a solemn expression. He frowned and stared at the afterimage in front of him.

At this moment, he did not dare to act rashly, even if he knew that the ancient altar ahead was summoning a powerful expert to deal with him. He also did not dare to attack the fear, because the lightning that struck the altar. It was truly too terrifying, even if it was a peak Martial Emperor like him... However, he did not dare to provoke it, as he was afraid that the terrifying lightning would come after him. Even if it was him, it would still come at him in a few waves.

In the endless darkness, tens of thousands of lightning flashed, everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the lightning. That blurry shadow condensed on this existence that had been summoned back from nowhere. They did not know where this so-called soul shadow came from, nor did they know how it had appeared.

They were all waiting for the result. They wanted to see just what level and battle strength this strange altar had summoned back that ancient battle soul, what level of existence it had summoned, and what kind of battle strength it possessed.

Only by figuring out the trump card of the Eastern Wastelands could they deal with the Eastern Wastelands better and better formulate a strategy to deal with the Eastern Wastelands.

Holding the staff tightly with both hands, Emperor Mara frowned and said to himself, "It is formed from the soul, and it is formed from the blood coagulation. It has crossed the past, present, and future, and has reappeared in this world. What a terrifying existence."

"Just what kind of outstanding hero was it that could make the world difficult to bury? It was born from the dead, and it returned from the Returning Ruins."

Emperor Mara muttered to himself in his heart. He was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and his heart was very heavy.

He knew that this strange altar played a key role, and it was the key to this mysterious expert's heaven defying return.

However, although the altar was the key, the original owner of this afterimage had to be powerful enough. Otherwise, how could it possibly descend into this world again?

Hong.

The entire sky shook and space trembled. The blurry soul shadow became more and more real under the bombardment of the heavenly lightning.

On the ancient altar, the soul shadow swayed amidst the heavenly lightning, and there was an indescribably evil and terrifying feeling to it.

Emperor Mara stared at the blurry figure in front of him. He felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from the soul shadow and actually felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

The soul shadow in front of him also made his heart palpitate.

This did not come from the calculations of power, but from the trembling of the soul.

This kind of aura made Emperor Mara's face become extremely heavy.

His face was full of seriousness, and he did not dare to look down on this terrifying soul shadow in front of him.

As this soul shadow condensed from the ancestral altar, within five kilometers... Many humans directly knelt on the ground. They did not know why they had to kneel. Their hearts skipped a beat, causing them to subconsciously kneel.

A blurry soul shadow floated in the air. His appearance caused the wind and clouds to change, and the heavens and the earth to change.

Those who could reach the Sage Realm were all shockingly talented individuals, and all of them were existences that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

If they were still alive, even the heavens and the earth would tremble.

This was an ancient sage, an existence that had transcended the mortal realm and entered Sainthood.

As the soul shadow grew more and more solid, the terrifying lightning that struck in all directions dissipated as well.

The soul shadow slowly recovered from the ancestral altar.

This soul shadow seemed to have awakened, its entire body emitting bits of soul light.

His eyes were like stars as they swept across the world.

"Who is calling for me?"

"What is the reason for summoning me back from the world?"

A calm voice rang out from this world.

This voice wasn't loud, but it had a spiritual fluctuation that caused one's heart to tremble.0

It was this calm voice that directly transmitted into the hearts of everyone who was paying attention to this place, as if this voice had directly resounded in their hearts.

As the soul shadow spoke, everyone could feel an unimaginably enormous power rampaging through the heavens and earth.

The heavens and earth actually became dim and lightless in front of this power.

Such a terrifying change had actually occurred with just a single sentence. It was truly too terrifying.

One had to know that this was a remnant soul. It was not in its complete state, nor was it at its peak.

A remnant soul in such a state was condensed from fragmented soul force fragments at this moment. After experiencing the impact of time, it did not completely turn into ashes and burn into nothingness. It could already be considered a miracle throughout the ages.

Who would have thought that such an afterimage would actually be so terrifying to such an extent?

It revived.

When the heavenly lightning faded, this remnant soul that had gathered from the void revived from its slumber, returning from the so-called world of death.

This type of scene made everyone feel endless restraining fear.

The Guardian Old Man slightly bowed towards the afterimage in front of him, revealing a respectful expression. He said, "The three thousand Luo brothers of the Guardian Faction have seen the heroic soul. The Eastern Barren Territory has been invaded by foreign enemies. The three thousand guardians are powerless to resist, and they have no choice but to disturb the souls of their ancestors. We need the strength of our ancestors to deal with the strong enemies and to restrain the invasion of the enemies. "

The Guardian Old Man Luo Sanqian was extremely respectful towards the remnant souls in front of him. This was because the one in front of him was the ancestor of their Guardian Faction, the former sage.

They were all existences of the branch of the protectors.

"So that's how it is."

The remnant soul spoke faintly and remained silent for a moment. Then, a powerful spiritual wave emanated from the remnant soul. "Understood. You don't have to blame yourself. These are the last words we left behind."

"Protecting the Eastern Wastelands is our responsibility. We once made a promise. If I die, I will be summoned by the Guardian Will. I will return from death to fight against the strong enemies. What you did was just a promise I made back then."

As he spoke, the remnant soul swept his gaze over Emperor Mara. A cold glint appeared in his eyes." It seems that this is the one who wants to tear apart the ancient contract and enter the Eastern Wastelands. "

As he spoke, a vast and terrifying Yuan Qi fluctuation erupted from the remnant soul's body, crushing towards Emperor Mara in front of him.

Even the arrogant Emperor Mara could not help but retreat when he saw such a ferocious attack.

He retreated several thousand feet before stopping.

The explosive pressure from the person in front of him made him feel extremely threatened, and he was on guard.

"So strong!"

Enduring that great pressure, Emperor Morat's expression became heavy.

Although he could resist the power of the other party's eruption, he was absolutely afraid of this person in his heart.

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