C261 (2/2)

Zi Ruo's gaze was filled with a mystical aura. If anything was wrong with Qin Yi's gaze, he would definitely attack on the spot.

”Lord of The Soul, where is the soul of the Lord of The Demons?” Qin Yi had not seen the two great rulers' souls, so he would definitely not take out the Celestial Sword so easily.

”They have already fallen. Back then, that person used them to seal this place, and had long since exhausted all his strength, and because of the constant fighting, the seal in the dark realm was broken. If it wasn't for the fact that the soul slaves the Soul Clan used to feed the soul slaves had, the Lord of The Soul would have been dead by now, after all their era was long over.”

Zi Ruo let out a long sigh, a trace of obvious fear in his eyes. An existence that could suppress the souls of the two Chief Sovereigns, was not a simple existence.

”Is he really dead? Master Zi Ruo, don't lie to me, if you didn't help, how could this dark realm have broken through the seal? You are a Inborn Purple Gas after all, and thus a person who escaped is unable to seal you, even the Heavenly Dao wouldn't be able to control you. Without the help of you who escaped, how would the soul of the ruler be willing to break out of the seal and be secretly released by you! ”

Qin Yi naturally did not believe her lies. This was the Inborn Purple Gas, the last remaining purple qi in the world, where one could become a true ruler, and the master of the Sky Shield, who could seal her but did not kill her, could be imagined how terrifying that person was.

I can help you seal this place, and I can also give you the Secret Realm. With the help of this Secret Realm, all the races here can help you improve, helping you to break through the limits and realms faster, the Human Clan has been dormant for too long, and since you inherited the legacy of his, it is destined that you will have to shoulder the responsibility of Human Clan's rise in the future. ”

Zi Ruo was not anxious at all. Instead, he patiently guided his, as if he wanted to use the righteousness of the Human Clan to provoke Qin Yi.

”Give the sword to her, Master Dun will take care of him.”

The Sky Shield began to tremble again. Two lines of words appeared within Qin Yi's soul;

Qin Yi did not move, but forced out the Celestial Sword between his brows. The sword was filled with cracks, as though it was dim and lifeless, the Divine Veins had been erased, as though he had used up all his energy.

”This is the core. Now that it's yours, you should help me seal it!”

”Countless years! Countless years! That bastard has actually sealed us here for countless years! Today, we're finally free!”

”An indestructible body. This brat is his successor. Killing this child and not giving him a chance to rise up, his Human Clan must not rise up.”

In the dark space, two terrifying auras pervaded the air, as if they were gods and devils that had been asleep for thousands of years. They were filled with a terrifying killing intent that seemed capable of covering the heavens, the earth, and the sky.

”Lord of The Demons, Lord of The Soul, Zi Ruo, didn't you say that they died? ”You actually lied to me.”

Qin Yi's body was crushed by these two terrifying auras, and his eyes revealed an endless amount of fury.

”Did I lie to you? No way! If you have to blame something, you can only blame yourself for being foolish. The two great rulers, he is yours, the agreement between us is finally over, the Celestial Sword has finally appeared.

Zi Ruo's eyes were filled with a carefree will. After being suppressed for countless years, what kind of desire did he have for freedom?

”I want his soul.”

”I want his body.”

The silver and white soul figures spoke at almost the same time, filled with an extremely carefree aura. Even though they couldn't kill the person who suppressed them, they could at least kill his successors and completely cut off his inheritance.

”Do you really think that you can beat me? If I dare to come here, will I have no backup? Do you believe that I will kill you in a minute? ”

A cold smile hung from the corner of Qin Yi's mouth. Waving his hand, he took out the fan by his waist and his figure immediately retreated a few steps, as if he was watching a good show.