In the face of that golden light, the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Evil Sect felt like a puny ant gazing up at the colossal pillar that held up the heavens!
No, he was even less than an ant! This was an absolute, crushing suppression on the level of life essence and fundamental laws!
The soul body he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years through evil arts, which he had believed to be invincible, now sizzled like snow beneath blazing sunlight and melted at terrifying speed!
An indescribable, soul-deep terror instantly drowned all his greed and madness!
“No!!! What… what is this?! What supreme divine artefact is this?! Mercy! My lord, please spare me!!!”
The founding ancestor’s remnant soul let out a scream ten times more wretched than when it had first been forced out, begging piteously for its life.
It no longer cared about seizing a body or rebirth. Only the most primal fear of utter annihilation remained!
It curled itself into a ball, frantically retracting its soul force in a desperate attempt to reduce the surface area exposed to the golden light. Its voice trembled like a candle flame in the wind.
“This little one was blind! I have offended the great one! I beg the great one for forgiveness! This little one is willing to acknowledge the great one as master and serve as slave or servant for all eternity! I only beg the great one to spare my worthless life!”
Chen Ping’s consciousness avatar condensed within his sea of consciousness and looked down coldly upon the quivering ball of blood-coloured soul shadow.
“Begging for mercy now? Too late.”
“No! It’s not too late! My lord! This little one can still be useful! I know many ancient secrets! I know the locations of numerous treasures in the Ninth Heaven! I…”
The founding ancestor hurriedly tried to prove his worth.
“I ask, you answer.”
Chen Ping cut him off, his tone leaving no room for argument. “What exactly is this blood bead? What is it used for?”
Sensing the killing intent in Chen Ping’s voice lessen slightly, the founding ancestor clung to it like a drowning man clutching driftwood.
He immediately spilled everything. “Replying to my lord! This bead is called the Myriad Transformations Blood Soul Bead. It is a rare treasure handed down from ancient times! Its… its greatest function is to nurture remnant souls and… and to reconstruct a physical body for a remnant soul!”
“Reconstruct a physical body?”
Chen Ping’s heart stirred.
“Yes!”
The founding ancestor explained eagerly. “As long as the remnant soul has not been completely annihilated, even if only a single thread of origin remains, once it enters the Myriad Transformations Blood Soul Bead and absorbs sufficient Origin Soul Liquid, when the energy in the soul liquid has accumulated to a certain degree, the bead uses the soul liquid as foundation and itself as catalyst to reconstruct a perfect physical body that matches the soul exactly and possesses limitless potential! It is equivalent to an utterly perfect rebirth!”
“Origin Soul Liquid?” Chen Ping seized upon the crucial term. “What is that? Where can it be obtained?”
“Origin Soul Liquid is not naturally occurring. It is a refined substance!”
The founding ancestor did not dare conceal anything. “It must be extracted from large quantities of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that contain soul-origin power! For example, the heartwood of ten-thousand-year soul-nurturing wood, the stamens of nine-cycle soul-returning grass, the seeds of nether ghost lotus, and… and the power of faith soul force condensed within the ancestral soul steles or patriarch statues that various long-standing sects have passed down through the generations! All of these are the finest materials for refining Origin Soul Liquid!”
“Every one of these materials is a sect-guarding treasure or a core foundation of its respective sect!”
“Especially the soul steles and patriarch statues of a sect. They bear the destiny and faith of the entire sect, so the soul force within them is the purest and most immense!”
“However, they are also the most difficult to acquire, unless… unless one storms the sect gates by force and seizes them!”
The words of the founding ancestor caused a sharp glint to flash in Chen Ping’s eyes.
He instantly understood the value of the Myriad Transformations Blood Soul Bead and why the founding ancestor, reduced to only a remnant soul, had managed to linger until now.
At the same time, a plan rapidly took shape in his mind.
And at that very moment, an excited voice that trembled almost uncontrollably rang out from another corner of Chen Ping’s sea of consciousness.
“Kid! Did you hear that? Origin Soul Liquid! Myriad Transformations Blood Soul Bead! I… I can have a body again!”
It was Demon Lord Crimson Cloud!
Only a frail wisp of Demon Lord Crimson Cloud’s remnant soul remained. He had believed he would never again possess a fleshly body in this lifetime. Now, hearing this heaven-sent news, how could he not be beside himself with joy?
To reconstruct a body and live another life was the dream he had longed for more than anything!
