Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Chapter 339 The Wound of the Soul, There Is Only One WayHun Qianmo was dead.

His death was even more miserable than Soul Demon Elder’s.

That Six-Star Dou Sheng had been pincered by Shen Wen and Old Man Shennong, with nowhere to run. The Living Spirit Flame had transformed into a towering sea of fire, trapping him within;

The power of the eight great ancestral talismans intertwined into a net, sealing off all his retreats; the light beam blasted from the heavenly disk of annihilation pierced through his chest.

Before dying, he stared at Shen Wen, his deep black eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

”The Clan Chief... will... avenge us...”

Before his voice could fade, his body exploded with a bang, turning into a mist of blood that filled the sky.

The great dao treasure bottle floated in mid-air, its mouth facing downward, as a pitch-black vortex slowly rotated.

That blood mist, Soul fragments, and Essence Blood Origin were sucked into the bottle without a trace remaining.

Old Man Shennong stood to the side, watching this scene, his brow slightly furrowed.

He had lived for over a thousand years and had seen countless secret techniques and treasures.

But that treasure bottle capable of devouring the remains of a Dou Sheng—

He had never seen it before.

The aura on the bottle was ancient and overbearing, carrying an indescribable and mysterious eeriness.

As the vortex rotated, even his Soul felt a faint throb of trepidation.

”Kid.”

He spoke.

Shen Wen recalled the great dao treasure bottle and turned his head to look at him.

Old Man Shennong stared at him for a moment before suddenly saying, ”That treasure bottle of yours has devoured quite a lot of things, hasn’t it?”

Shen Wen nodded.

Old Man Shennong fell silent for a moment, then continued, ”I don’t know the Origin of your treasure bottle, but there’s one thing you must remember.”

He paused, his tone serious.

”If you want to break through to the Emperor Realm Soul, your Soul must be pure.”

”External objects that are too cluttered will cause your Soul to be tainted with Impurities. When that time comes, let alone the Emperor Realm, you might not even be able to maintain the Perfection of the Heavenly Realm Great Perfection.”

Shen Wen was slightly startled, then nodded.

”This Disciple will be careful.”

He knew Old Man Shennong was telling the truth, but in reality, there was no need to worry at all with the Great Devouring Technique, combined with the great dao treasure bottle and the devouring ancestral talisman.

There was also the Past Amitabha Sutra to stabilize his mind, plus the Power Of Faith for tempering.

Could these forces really affect him?

Seeing that he had taken the advice to heart, Old Man Shennong said no more.

He turned to look at the surrounding remnants of the Formations that were dissipating, then looked at the distant mountain peak that had been sliced in half by the aftershocks of the battle, shaking his head.

”With such a big commotion, I’m afraid this can’t be hidden.”

Shen Wen was about to speak when he suddenly heard a weak groan from his arms.

He looked down.

Xuan Yi’s face was even paler than before.

Ghastly pale, so white it was almost transparent.

Her brow was tightly furrowed, blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and her aura was so weak it seemed it might snap at any moment.

Shen Wen’s expression changed, and he hurriedly took out a Medicinal Pill from his storage ring.

A soul restoration pill.

This was a top-tier Grade 8 Medicinal Pill he had specifically refined for Soul injuries; when Fire Cloud Old Ancestor had taken it before, the effect was excellent.

He fed the pill into Xuan Yi’s mouth and used the Living Spirit Qi from his palm to help her refine the medicinal power.

But after a moment, his expression changed.

Xuan Yi’s condition showed no improvement whatsoever.

After the power of the soul restoration pill entered her body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, vanishing without a trace.

Her Soul fluctuations continued to weaken, and that already faint thread of life was withering bit by bit.

”Revered Master!”

Shen Wen looked up at Old Man Shennong, anxiety appearing in his eyes for the first time.

Old Man Shennong walked closer and reached out his hand toward Xuan Yi’s forehead.

An emerald-green light surged from his palm, seeping into Xuan Yi’s body.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his brow tightly furrowed.

”The Soul is damaged.”

He paused, his tone low.

”These methods of the Hun Clan are far too sinister.

Their research into the Soul is unparalleled on the continent.

This little girl has been tortured by them for so long that her Soul Origin has been eroded until it’s riddled with holes.”

”Those insidious forces are devouring her Soul, just like... like countless insects gnawing away.”

Shen Wen was silent for a moment before asking, ”What about Revered Master’s Living Spirit Flame?”

Old Man Shennong shook his head.

”You think the Living Spirit Flame is invincible?”

He looked at Shen Wen with a serious gaze.

”I can use the Living Spirit Flame to maintain her life force and keep her alive temporarily.

But as soon as my power is withdrawn, those suppressed insidious forces will instantly counterattack.”

”At that time, she won’t even be able to last a single breath.”

Shen Wen’s brow furrowed even tighter.

Xuan Yi had suffered this calamity because of him.

If the Hun Clan hadn’t set a trap to deal with him and Old Man Shennong, they never would have laid a hand on a Pill Tower Giant.

She was an innocent victim caught in his disaster.

”Revered Master.”

He spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable firmness.

”Can she be saved?”

Old Man Shennong looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he nodded.

”Yes.”

Shen Wen’s eyes lit up: ”How?”

Old Man Shennong said: ”By drawing out the poison.”

”Draw those insidious things of the Hun Clan out from her Soul.”

Shen Wen was slightly startled: ”How do I draw them out?”

Old Man Shennong looked at him, his gaze carrying a somewhat complex meaning.

”By using a Soul.”

He paused and continued, ”I know a method of Soul Intercourse. It allows two people’s Souls to temporarily merge and connect with each other.

When that time comes, you can use your Soul as a conduit to suck those insidious forces out of her body.”

”That old fellow Fire Cloud could actually have used this method too. But—”

He paused, his tone taking on a somewhat meaningful quality.

”The method of Soul Intercourse is the intersection of Souls.”

”Soul intersection is even more extreme than physical intersection. Once merged, the two Souls will become deeply entangled for a short period.

After this process ends, a great dependence will be created between the two.”

”That kind of dependence is even greater than physical union. At best, you’ll constantly worry for each other; at worst, your lives will be shared.”

He looked at Shen Wen with a serious gaze.

”That’s why I didn’t tell you at the time.”

Shen Wen fell silent.

He looked down at Xuan Yi in his arms.

That face was as pale as paper, her brow tightly furrowed, and the blood at the corner of her mouth had already dried. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her breathing was so weak it was almost imperceptible.

If this dragged on any longer...

He raised his head and looked at Old Man Shennong.

”Can Revered Master perform it?”

Old Man Shennong was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

That smile carried a bit of self-deprecation and a bit of helplessness.

”Me, an Old Man, perform it?”

He shook his head.

”I’ve long passed the age of chasing flowers. Besides—”

He paused, looking at Shen Wen.

”The one she needs isn’t this Old Man, it’s you.”

Shen Wen fell silent.

He looked down at Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi.

One of the Dan Ta Three Giants, a Grade 8 Alchemist.

From the moment he arrived in the Pill Domain, this Aunt Xuan had always been very good to him.

She had guided his Alchemy, helped him block quite a bit of trouble, and from time to time, she would even have people send over some rare medicinal ingredients.

That girl Dan Chen being able to successfully marry into his family was also thanks to her giving a push from behind.

Although she had never said anything, Shen Wen knew clearly in his heart.

This Aunt Xuan truly doted on him as a junior.

Now, she was lying in his arms, her life force draining away bit by bit.

Shen Wen took a deep breath.

”I’ll do it.”