1262 If You Dont Seek Death, You Wont Die (1/2)
The divine will Phantom Spirit was the crystallization of mental force, which Bu Fang condensed after he acquired the mental force cultivation technique from the System. He had only recently formed his divine will, so he was not very familiar with its control. However, according to the technique, in addition to releasing spiritual pressure, the divine will could also transmit sounds and enter other people's spirit seas. Bu Fang, however, disdained the use of these tactics. This might be because of his cold character.
When the Wandering Soul Realm Little Saint got a good look at Bu Fang's spirit sea, he was utterly stunned. Was this vast expanse of spirit sea, which seemed to form a world of its own, really a person's spirit sea? No matter how strong a half-step Saint was, his spirit sea couldn't be so vast, could it? Even the spirit seas of Little Saints had boundaries, and if they wanted to improve their mental force, they needed to constantly expand their spirit seas.
He glanced at the boundless spirit sea again, which seemed like a real ocean, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Had he come to the spirit sea of a Great Saint? Why did he have a feeling that he was digging his own grave?
When the black ghost slave hovering behind him sensed the spirit sea's aura, it gave a deafening roar, then rushed with all its black smoke to the billowing spirit sea below.
Even then, the Little Saint came to his senses. He squinted at the Phantom spirit beside Bu Fang, grinning. ”Acting all mysterious. How can a mere half-step Saint like you have divine will Phantom Spirit? Perhaps the reason why your spirit sea is so vast is that you are gifted, which also explains why you can fight four Little Saints despite being just a half-step Saint.”
Looking at Bu Fang, his eyes gleamed evilly. He didn't believe that a half-step Saint would have a divine will Phantom Spirit. Even geniuses from the Di Ting Clan, the strongest of the nine major clans in Nether Prison, could not form divine will when they were still half-step Saints!
”So what if your spirit sea is vast? Spirit seas have always been playgrounds for the Wandering Soul Realm experts… After I devour your spirit sea, maybe my cultivation base will break through the Two-revolution Little Saint Realm! You must be my fated chance!”
The Little Saint's eyes grew greedy. He couldn't believe that he had just been frightened by Bu Fang, that he had been frightened by a half-step Saint. He felt ashamed.
Bu Fang had a strange look on his face. He stared at the confident Little Saint and didn't understand where his sense of superiority came from.
At that moment, the ghost slave rushed toward the spirit sea with black smoke all over its body. With ghost flames dancing in its eyes, it greedily opened its mouth, wanting to devour the entire spirit sea.
”You can't escape!” The Little Saint burst out laughing.
When the Taotie's soul ran into his mind to possess him and saw the Golden Divine Dragon, the Vermilion Bird, and the Black Turtle, it was so scared that it cowered and didn't even dare to fart. Why was this guy so arrogant? Was this the so-called fearlessness of the ignorant?
As Bu Fang thought of this, the way he looked at the Little Saint grew even more strange.
Bu Fang's strange gaze made the Little Saint uncomfortable. ”Ghost slave, drain his spirit sea for me!” He let out a scream, then turned into a beam of black light and sped toward Bu Fang. At the same time, strange markings appeared on his body, and the black smoke around him suddenly turned into a long chain, which was extremely dark and flickered grimly.
”This is the Wandering Soul Realm's Soul Chain! Your soul will be locked by my chain and suffer purgatory-like torture!” The Little Saint laughed and threw the chain out, which slithered through the void at full speed, clattering against each other.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind him, hovering in midair with an indifferent face as the chain drew closer.
When the Little Saint saw that Bu Fang didn't dodge, he sneered. ”You're courting death!”
Just as the chain was about to approach Bu Fang, a huge dragon claw suddenly appeared in front of him. The chain crashed onto the claw and wound around it.
”AHHH!” The Golden Divine Dragon raised his dragon head and let out a loud cry.
The Vermilion Bird rolled her eyes and thought, 'Why is this stupid dragon shouting?'
In the distance, the White Tiger rolled his eyes proudly.
The Little Saint was aware of the dragon claw for the first time. ”What? Isn't this dragon just decoration for the spirit sea?” His pupils constricted as he said in disbelief.
The Wandering Soul Realm experts were careless about their appearance, but they all decorated their spirit sea. They would bring all kinds of divine mountains, animals, and plants into their spirit sea. Of course, these things were all fake, but they could satisfy their vanity. Moreover, their spirit sea's appearance was the key to attracting the opposite sex. That was why the Little Saint thought Bu Fang was the same as them.
”A decoration?! Do you think Nicholas the Handsome Dragon is just a decoration? Have you ever seen such a handsome decoration?!” The Golden Divine Dragon's huge head approached the Little Saint, setting off a gust of strong wind.
The Little Saint sucked in a cold breath. The next moment, the look in his eyes turned sharp.
”So what if you're not a decoration? Even if you're a dragon, you have to coil up in front of me! You do look good, though. I can move you to my spirit sea!” he said, grinning. The next moment, his eyes flashed red as he jerked at the chain in his hand.
”AHHH!” The Golden Divine Dragon raised his dragon head and let out a loud cry.
”Harder! Don't stop! Quick!” The whole spirit sea rang with his voice.
”How is it possible?! How can the chain be useless?! How can the dragon in the spirit sea of a half-step Saint be so strong?” The Little Saint was stunned. With a crackling sound, tiny cracks appeared across the chain, then it shattered completely into black smoke and faded away.