Martial Master

Fu Qiankun stood proudly in the sky, his entire body soaked in blood, resembling a demon god.

In front of him lay the shattered remains of Mo Wen Shan, the esteemed ancestor of the Mo family, who had perished on the spot.

"Ancestor!"

Below, several Martial Gods from the Mo family cried out in shock, staring at the scene in horror, their bodies trembling.

The ancestor was dead, how could this happen?!

Everyone felt a chill from head to toe, an icy sensation rising from their feet, piercing through their skulls.

Whoosh!

At the moment of Mo Wen Shan's demise, a pitch-black light shot up from his body, transforming into a streak of soul energy, rapidly fleeing beyond the Nine Dragons Emperor Formation.

It was Mo Wen Shan's soul, escaping from this place.

"Eh, his soul isn't extinguished?" Fu Qiankun remarked in surprise. Reaching out with his right hand, a peculiar force emanated from his body, ethereal yet terrifying.

The void was instantly locked, and Mo Wen Shan's soul was trapped within it, unable to move.

"Impossible, I'm now a spirit body; no rule force can stop a spirit body. How did you trap mine?"

A black soul figure struggled violently in the void—it was indeed Mo Wen Shan. He looked at Fu Qiankun in terror, unable to believe that Fu Qiankun could imprison his soul force.

How was this possible?

Soul power is a very special force, not restricted by principles or rules. Some powerful Martial Gods can indeed harm a soul body with rule force, but to imprison one is generally impossible.

Yet now, Fu Qiankun had achieved it. He exuded a very special power that seemed to transcend rules and merge with the heavens and earth, terribly strong, instantly confining Mo Wen Shan’s soul force.

"Who on earth is this person?"

At this moment, Mo Wen Shan was filled with despair.

"Hehe, trying to escape from my grasp, Mo Wen Shan? You think too highly of yourself." Fu Qiankun chuckled lightly, his figure proud, exuding a domineering aura that intimidated the heavens and the earth.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me. I’ll agree to any condition if you spare me."

Mo Wen Shan struggled in terror. He realized this time he was truly finished. He initially thought his soul power could sneak away and seize a new body to be reborn, but now everything was over.

He didn't want to die, so he begged desperately, his body emitting a cold aura, like that of the Demon Tribe.

"Eh, isn't Mo Wen Shan neither a bloodline master nor an alchemist? How can his soul exist independently? Could it be that there's a Demon Tribe member hidden within him?"

A voice of surprise rang out—it was Qin Chen, who had arrived. He looked at Mo Wen Shan with astonishment.

Such soul separation techniques can only be achieved by some top bloodline masters, so his first thought was that a Demon Tribe member was inside Mo Wen Shan. However, after sensing Mo Wen Shan's soul aura, he was surprised. Though Mo Wen Shan's soul power was icy, resembling that of the Demon Tribe, its essence was still a human soul, not a body snatched by a Demon Tribe member, only the aura was somewhat similar.

This surprised Qin Chen.

"This person practiced the soul techniques of the Demon Tribe."

At this moment, the voice of Old Yuan sounded in Qin Chen's mind, explaining.

"Practiced the soul techniques of the Demon Tribe?" Qin Chen was astonished. He knew the soul power of the Demon Tribe was extremely strong, but he didn't expect it could allow a human expert to achieve such a level after practicing their techniques.

If he could learn these techniques, wouldn't he be able to achieve the legendary state of soul separation? "Observe his soul carefully. Although it's strong and capable of independent survival, it has actually been damaged by the Demon Tribe's techniques. The soul techniques of the Demon Tribe are only suitable for their kind. For humans, though seemingly effective in the short term, they inflict damage on the essence of the soul, causing irreparable harm to the future."

Old Yuan seemed to understand Qin Chen's thoughts and explained again. Qin Chen observed closely. Indeed, Mo Wen Shan's soul, though strong and capable of reincarnation, continuously emitted a cold aura, indicating damage to his soul's essence. Even if he seized another body and reincarnated, it would be difficult to recover his original cultivation level in the future. More importantly, even if he did recover, his future would be limited. As learned from the Ji family's ancestor, once a warrior enters the celestial realm, the most important thing is to cultivate spiritual soul power. If a warrior cannot cultivate spiritual soul power, he is merely a waste in the celestial realm.