Chapter 1819: The Second Battle! (1/2)
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
A great amount of world spirit energy was surging toward Abrit. Its density caused it to be visible to the naked eye, resembling a white mist.
The huge drain on world spirit energy caused loud tremors all across the Dragon Realm. A lot of mountains were starting to break apart already.
The earth was also rumbling like it was about to collapse at any moment.
“It has begun!” Qin Lie said darkly. “Too much of the realm’s fundamental energy has been absorbed by your father! If this continues, your realm will be annihilated!”
“Also, are you starting to feel weak?”
“F-father does seem to be absorbing our flesh and blood energy,” Barett said weakly.
Scott and Mitchell looked gloomy as well. They didn’t reply to Qin Lie.
“Leave this to me.” Qin Lie sucked in a deep breath and stared seriously at the three brothers. He said, “We’ve fought together for many years, and I would never try to harm you. Believe me, I will remove the Saint God’s imprint from your father’s soul. Even if your father must enter the ultimate realm, he should achieve his breakthrough somewhere else. The shadow beings’ world is probably a good choice, don’t you agree? Please give me some time to resolve this problem!”
The three brothers watched Qin Lie quietly.
A while later, Scott finally nodded and said, “We’ll trust you one more time, Qin Lie! Warriors, stand aside and make sure you don’t interfere with Qin Lie’s work!”
“Thank you!”
Having obtained the Demon Dragon Race’s permission, Qin Lie’s Soul Tree immediately emerged from his avatar’s body.
“Swhoosh!”
The Soul Tree transformed into a dark dot before entering Abrit’s head.
“The Thunder Emperor and Shang Mou are also doing the same thing,” Ling Yushi said quietly.
“I see…” The Ice Emperor looked hesitant. “What should we do then?”
Ling Yushi thought to herself for a moment before replying, “I’ve merged with the Geocentric Motherlode, so I probably have the power to stop them from achieving a breakthrough as long as they’re in Spirit Realm. All I need is your permission.”
“Do it!” the Flame Emperor declared.
Qin Shan was the closest one to Shang Mou out of everyone present. He also nodded after some consideration, saying, “Do it, Ling girl.”
“Alright.”
Ling Yushi’s expression changed a little, and her soul figure suddenly split into two and entered a spatial rift each.
Everyone knew that she was going to the Thunder Emperor and Shang Mou.
At the same time, Flaming Sun Purgatory.
Qin Lie’s ten-thousand-meter-tall body slowly emerged from the Origin Sea as he spoke with the seven Devil Monarchs through the soul.
“Zzzt!”
Suddenly, thirty four soul shadows appeared from his giant pupils.
Every soul shadow was a soul of Qin Lie. They were all True Souls with the Imperial Soul Monarchs’ memories in them.
All thirty four subsouls slipped into the Galaxy Mirror.
The Galaxy Mirror refracted thirty four different star realms at once, opening thirty four spatial entrances for Qin Lie.
The subsouls vanished from view after that.
At Winged Race’s Heavenly Wood Realm.
Terry had declared that he would enter secluded cultivation and work toward the ultimate realm not long after his return. He was currently holed up in the Winged Race’s ancestral ground.
“Swhoosh!”
Qin Lie’s soul suddenly flew into the ancestral ground through a mysterious method. No one was able to detect his presence.
Right now, the Winged Race’s experts led by Kermit were guarding Terry outside the Winged Race’s ancestral ground.
But not even they were able to detect Qin Lie’s soul.
“Strange, I felt like Qin Lie was here just now,” Stanca said. He was an Abyss Devil mixed-blood, and his eyes were filled with confusion. He shook his head and said, “Maybe it’s because Qin Lie is so powerful that his soul exists everywhere in the universe.”
“It’s not just you, I also had a feeling. But it only lasted for an instant,” Kermit, the Winged Race’s patriarch, said.
“How unusual.” Stanca concentrated on his feelings a bit longer, but he gave up and threw his suspicion to the back of his mind after sensing nothing.
The Bone Race, at the declined Eisenberg Family.
Hood’s small skeletal frame was glowing like jade not long after he had returned.
He was currently sitting inside a huge bone burying ground. The burial ground was filled with his clansmen’s remains.