Chapter 1932: Chapter 712: Nascent Soul Formation
However, even with the rapid speed of the divine soul, three strands were successively slain during his recall.
In the end, only four strands of the divine soul returned to the main soul.
At this moment, the golden waves surged violently, and a figure stepped over the waves from the sea of consciousness.
His eyes like blades, killing intent as cold as ice!
"I knew you were most proud of your skills in spirit refining, so you dared to step into my sea of consciousness so easily."
"Now, this is truly my home ground!"
Luo Chen roared word by word, echoing through the boundless sea of consciousness.
Han Zhan’s expression was grim, "I indeed have this confidence, but do you really think you can turn the tables with your arrogance?"
Luo Chen sneered, raising his hand as if holding a sword.
"Here, you won’t defeat me."
"Outside, your nascent soul is disintegrating, can’t you feel it?"
Han Zhan did not believe it.
But upon further perception, his face changed drastically.
Luo Chen wasn’t deceiving him!
The nascent soul he left within Luo Chen’s purple mansion was indeed collapsing, its connection to him growing weaker and weaker.
"How is this possible?"
Within the purple mansion.
A fire tree was excitedly spreading its branches, shaking off azure-golden sparks.
The sparks were landing on Han Zhan’s nascent soul, dissolving it inch by inch.
And Luo Chen’s nascent soul had long since broken free of its chains, sitting cross-legged inside the purple mansion, continuously releasing Qi Power to mark this space as his own.
...
In the space of the sea of consciousness.
The tumultuous soul of Han Zhan no longer had time to ponder what methods Luo Chen used to cut off his retreat.
All he knew was that he must win this battle.
If not, even if he leaves the sea of consciousness, he will have no place to return to.
Without the nascent soul, nor a physical body, a wisp of residual soul would drift between heavens and earth, inevitably falling into reincarnation.
But what Luo Chen intended to do was to deprive him even of the chance to fall into reincarnation.
"We should have parted amicably, but you harbored evil thoughts against me, today you shall fall here!"
Luo Chen let out a low roar, swinging his sword-pointing hand horizontally.
The golden waves swept through, the vast waters moved with the sword, transforming into a giant sword that cut through the sky.
In that instant, Han Zhan felt a deathly chill above his head.
What kind of soul technique is this?
It possessed the power to slice gods and break souls.
He formed incantations, casting techniques one after another in defense, yet under that golden sword light, they were utterly defenceless.
Sizzle!
With just one cleave, his divine soul was cut into two.
The split divine soul abruptly came together, looking the same but shrunken by a third.
"I underestimated you, but you also underestimated me!"
Han Zhan no longer defended, casting a soul technique at Luo Chen.
In an instant, Luo Chen looked as if struck by lightning, his figure on the waves plummeting into the sea of consciousness.
But in a flash, he soared back up, activating the perfected Slaying Dragon Technique once more.
Han Zhan did not falter, continuously using his proficient soul techniques.
The battle of souls is the most perilous!
This is because such combat relies little on external items, purely on one’s own capabilities.
Also, due to the fragile nature of souls, there are few known defensive methods in the world.
The Lan Ke Black and White Chess Luo Chen obtained in his early years was just of lower grade magic item tier, yet it was already a rare treasure.
The Kai Mao Technique taught to Luo Chen by Han Zhan before could only dispel charm illusion techniques, not resist direct divine soul attacks.
Thus, this battle was indeed the most dangerous one Luo Chen had ever faced.
However, despite the danger, he had some confidence.
The perfected Slaying Dragon Technique had transcended its initial function of purging alien Qi Power and could now sever divine souls.
Especially as the distance grew closer, the better the effect.
At this moment, situated in the sea of consciousness, it was as though no god couldn’t be severed, no soul couldn’t fall.
Even if he and Han Zhan both ended up with heavy losses, with the home ground advantage and the massive power of the divine soul in the sea of consciousness replenishing him, he could fight more and more valiantly.
Conversely, Han Zhan’s techniques were less refined, lacking a living power replenishment.
As the tides rose and fell, it was only a matter of time for the outcome.
When the waves finally calmed, and the golden waves no longer surged.
An illusory divine soul rose from the sea of consciousness, raising his right hand once more at the dimming divine light.
The divine light trembled slightly, powerless to strike again.
As the sword light fell, only a light sigh could be heard.
"Years of plotting gone in a moment, too late for regret..."
Luo Chen stood silently in the sea of consciousness, neither sad nor happy.
Did Han Zhan regret it at the last moment?
Perhaps he did!
Having obtained a physical body, and possessing a White Tiger Puppet comparable to the late-stage nascent soul, as long as he parted ways with Luo Chen amicably, where in the vast Mountain Sea Realm couldn’t he go?
But he couldn’t resist coveting Luo Chen’s physical body.
Or perhaps, Han Zhan never regretted this decision, after all, from the start when Luo Chen cultivated the "Bead Curtain Lock," he had already planned for Luo Chen to be his puppet.
His regret lay solely in his defeat and demise.
The illusory divine soul let out a sigh, Luo Chen felt an extreme fatigue.
Waves of golden light converged towards him, restoring his divine soul.
Among them seemed to be fragments of Han Zhan’s severed divine soul.
Suddenly.
Luo Chen paused.
"Soul Cleaving Technique?"