Chapter 1579: Guide (2/2)

The Bonebrute grand patriarch sensed around with his death bloodline, and shuddered. “His true form is in the Floragrims’ main realm, and wreathed in rich life force! It appears that he’s trying to make breakthroughs in his bloodline and cultivation with the Tree of Life’s help! This is a great opportunity!”

The four outsider grand patriarchs’ murderous auras were instantly aroused.

They were facing a golden opportunity to kill Nie Tian. As long as his true soul was annihilated, his cultivation breakthrough and bloodline upgrade would definitely be interrupted. There was even a chance that his fleshly body would explode.

FIZZ!

Like lightning bolts, dark purple demon power morphed and manifested various bloodline talents and wonders in the dim starry river.

The roars of ancient demonic gods echoed out from within the twisting lights, emanating an aura of violence and destruction that yearned to engulf Nie Tian’s true soul.

At the same time, the Fiend grand patriarch tossed out a porcelain bottle. The foul-smelling liquid that spilled from it instantly morphed into a green river that stretched towards Nie Tian’s true soul.

The pale-gray particles in the depths of the Bonebrute grand patriarch’s eyes suddenly burst forth with dazzling, soul-capturing light, as a bloodline talent called Death Grinding was activated.

As soon as that happened, Nie Tian’s true soul started losing soul power.

With a derisive laugh, Nie Tian said, “A bunch of fools with death wishes.”

Even though this was a laugh let out by his true soul, it traveled through the nearby realms in a split second. Every Floragrim in their main realm caught every word he had said.

Of course, Grand Monarch Primal Wood and Fata also heard him perfectly.

Even without flying out of their main realm, their eyes with emerald green pupils could see through the realm barrier. A hint of mockery appeared on their cold faces as they realized what the four outsider grand patriarchs were trying to do.

“Do you really think you can win, even though it’s Nie Tian in his soul form?” Fata muttered.

At this moment, Nie Tian’s true soul lifted the Spirit Scepter. He pointed it towards the four outsider grand patriarchs respectively and exclaimed softly, “Soul-capturing Hands!”

Four giant, scary hands made of nothing but evil spirits and vicious souls flew out of the Spirit Scepter one after another.

Each and every one of them blocked out a large area of the starry river as they reached towards the four outsider grand patriarchs.

Nie Tian’s true soul looked like a god who controlled souls, casting spells on the four grand patriarchs with his overwhelming power and an indifference to the lives before him.

As the Soul-capturing Hands descended, the four grand patriarchs’ souls were gripped tightly and yanked out of their heads like chickens captured by eagles that swooped down from the sky.

No matter how hard they struggled and how much power they summoned, all soul wards and protections seemed to be rendered useless as soon as the giant hands reached in.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The four grand patriarchs’ souls were grabbed and stuffed into the Spirit Scepter.

They had just launched attacks towards Nie Tian, yet they lost before their bloodline magics could even manifest their might.

Nie Tian let out a cold laugh. “How laughable.”

Devoid of any life, the four grand patriarchs’ bodies fell towards the Florigrims’ main realm.

The Bonebrute grand patriarch’s body exploded and turned into ashes upon contact with the realm barrier.

The other three Demon and Fiend grand patriarchs’ bodies fell through the realm barrier. Channeled by some invisible power, they fell towards the area where Nie Tian’s true form was in the middle of a breakthrough, like streaks of glorious light.

“The Nether Realm!”

At this moment, Nie Tian’s sub-souls that had profound connections with the five evil gods’ souls suddenly saw images of the Nether Realm through the evil gods’ eyes.

Numerous Phantasms were looking up into the sky, watching the five evil gods they had worshiped for generations descend into the Nether Realm in flesh and blood.

After the Nether River had left, along with the stone statues, all of them had fallen into despair and the feeling that their ancestors and gods had abandoned them.

Now that the five evil gods had returned in fleshly forms, they were lifted from their despair, their hope reignited.

In contrast, Barbara and the other Netherspirits looked very grim, their eyes filled with anger.

“Traitors!”

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