Martial Master

“Why didn't you mention such a good thing earlier?”

Fu Qiankun instantly took the Qingyuan Emperor Armor into his hands. Although his cultivation had already reached the Half-Saint realm, a top-tier imperial armor was a treasure for anyone. Even if it could only block a fraction of a second during the most dangerous battle, it would allow him to make many moves. In a duel between experts, a blink of an eye could represent life or death.

“This armor still has Jia Li's soul mark. If you don't erase it, you won't be able to activate it. Do you want this Young Master to help you erase it?” Qin Chen teased, “Jia Li is a peak Martial God, and he's an assassination king. His soul mark isn't that easy to erase.”

“A mere peak Martial God, you underestimate me too much.” Fu Qiankun replied with dissatisfaction, though he knew Qin Chen was joking.

In fact, he was truly mistaken. Qin Chen was not joking at all. With Qin Chen's current soul strength, he could directly shatter Jia Li's soul mark. Although Fu Qiankun's soul was not weak, it would require considerable effort to break Jia Li's soul mark.

However, since Fu Qiankun had said so, Qin Chen didn't say much more; otherwise, Fu Qiankun would really think Qin Chen looked down on him.

As he soared through the air, Fu Qiankun took a deep breath, and his powerful soul force immediately penetrated the Qingyuan Emperor Armor, searching for Jia Li's soul mark.

Generally speaking, the core of a true treasure's formation is the best position for branding the soul mark. It is possible to brand the soul mark elsewhere, but doing so would make controlling the treasure less intuitive and create some barriers.

As Fu Qiankun expected, Jia Li's soul mark was indeed branded at the core of the Qingyuan Emperor Armor's formation.

Faced with the invasion of Fu Qiankun's soul force, this soul mark struggled desperately, even mobilizing the energy of the Qingyuan Emperor Armor itself to attack Fu Qiankun's soul force.

“Disperse!” Fu Qiankun's soul force was extraordinarily powerful, having reached the Half-Saint realm. With a shake of his soul force, the energy that Jia Li's soul mark had just begun to mobilize immediately collapsed and disintegrated, unable to harm Fu Qiankun in the slightest. Not only that, but Jia Li's soul mark began to waver under the impact.

“Refine!” Seizing this opportunity, Fu Qiankun's soul force surged forward, crashing into the core of the Qingyuan Emperor Armor, clashing with Jia Li's soul mark.

If Fu Qiankun had only been a peak Martial God, he might not have been able to erase Jia Li's soul mark in a short time. To successfully erase it would take at least several days, if not longer.

But Fu Qiankun was a Half-Saint expert, and the quantity and quality of his soul had undergone a slight transformation, far surpassing that of a peak Martial God. Furthermore, Jia Li was already dead; what remained was merely a soul mark, which could not compete with Fu Qiankun's soul.

After a dozen breaths, Jia Li's soul mark dimmed, wisps of soul mist scattered, and its power continuously waned.

“Puff!” Although this soul mark had no intelligence, it still possessed basic instincts. In the moment it was erased, it emitted waves of soul fluctuations and then vanished into thin air.

After erasing Jia Li's soul mark, Fu Qiankun effortlessly branded his own soul mark in the core of the Qingyuan Emperor Armor. Fu Qiankun's soul mark was far stronger than Jia Li's; even a Half-Saint expert would take a while to erase it.

Successfully branding his own soul mark, Fu Qiankun’s true essence surged into it. Immediately, the Qingyuan Emperor Armor emitted an ancient azure glow, with azure runes rising and falling within the light.

Swish! With a flash of azure light, Fu Qiankun was already covered by this set of imperial armor, becoming even more imposing.

“Did it succeed?”

Qin Chen looked over in surprise; Fu Qiankun's speed in refining the Qingyuan Emperor Armor was astonishingly fast.