The soul of a Demigod was unimaginably stronger than that of a Divine Ability User like Fang Jueyu. If he intended to erase Fang Jueyu’s soul, it would be a trivial task.
"That bastard, after suffering for millions of years, why is his Soul Power still so abundant?" Fang Jueyu felt his soul surrounded by an overwhelming force. If not for the tily help from two Demigod beings using their power to protect his soul, Fang Jueyu would have already beco a corpse.
But all this happened during the process of imprinting the soul mark, which ant it was entirely a battle of their Soul Power against each other, with outsiders being able to offer only limited assistance.
The combined Soul Power of the two Demigod puppets should have surpassed Siria, yet in this domain, they were greatly weakened, and even protecting Fang Jueyu’s soul beca a substantial challenge.
"Hahaha, you didn’t expect this," an icy voice ca from the silver figurine, "For a lofty Demigod like , I’d rather die than be a slave. If I die, you won’t survive either!"
Siria knew very well that once she killed Fang Jueyu, the two Demigods would certainly take her life, but it was still better than being a slave to a Divine Ability User.
"And perhaps you didn’t know, I also cultivate spiritual power!"
The impact of the silver figurine’s power suddenly intensified, and the two Demigods’ spiritual power was no longer sufficient to protect Fang Jueyu!
"Crack!" The golden shield around Fang Jueyu’s soul began to shatter, and Siria’s spiritual power stabbed into Fang Jueyu’s soul like a sharp needle.
"Ah!" Fang Jueyu felt an excruciating pain piercing his heart. He never anticipated Siria would pull such a move at this mont. If the golden shield protecting his soul shattered completely, Siria’s Power of Soul would grind his soul to dust, leaving him as nothing more than a soulless husk.
"Xiao Yi, think of sothing, quick!"
"Xiao Yi? Xiao Yi?"
For so reason, perhaps due to entering a domain where only souls existed, Fang Jueyu lost contact with Xiao Yi.
"Damn it, am I really going to fail in this gutter?" The fragnts of Fang Jueyu’s soul’s outer barrier were increasing, and it seed it wouldn’t hold for much longer.
"Crack!" With a shattering sound, Fang Jueyu’s heart plumted to despair, "It’s over!"
"True God... Honor... Blasphemy!"
In that instant, a fragnted will erged.
"It’s that will, the golden figurine!" Fang Jueyu was overjoyed. Last ti, Jin Gang nearly killed him; the appearance of the Golden Will saved Fang Jueyu’s life. Now, at this critical mont, the golden will appeared again!
"What... what is this thing?" Siria’s soul conveyed sheer terror as he sensed an overwhelming power descending, a Soul Power that was thousands of tis stronger than his!
Just as he could easily erase Fang Jueyu’s soul, this power could just as effortlessly annihilate his soul!
"This is impossible, how could there be such powerful Soul Power in the world!"
"Ah!" Siria scread in agony. The appearance of the Golden Will instantly turned the tide; his soul felt as if it were being ignited, the pain nearly consuming his consciousness entirely.
"Hey, don’t kill him, I still need him!" Although unsure whether it was useful, Fang Jueyu imdiately addressed the Golden Will.
That will seed to receive Fang Jueyu’s ssage, halting the annihilation of Siria’s soul, instead confining it to Siria’s divine core, effectively imprisoning it, leaving Fang Jueyu free to do as he pleased.
"Hahaha! Narrow escape, there must be fortune after surviving disaster!" Fang Jueyu laughed, astonished that at such a critical mont, the Golden Will appeared again to save his life.
Seizing the mont when Siria’s soul lost its ability to resist, Fang Jueyu imdiately imprinted the slave mark on his soul.
From that mont, he felt he could effortlessly control Siria’s life and death, erasing his soul with a re thought. He could even perceive every move in Siria’s consciousness, hiding nothing from him.
"Sweet!" Fang Jueyu retracted his Power of Soul, and the Golden Will gradually faded, turning back into the golden figurine in his Divine Sense.
"What on earth is this thing, even Jin Gang and Siria, such Demigods, couldn’t resist its power," Fang Jueyu grew increasingly curious about the Golden Will.
"You two can go back, everything’s fine here!" Fang Jueyu commanded the two puppets, which instantly turned into streaks of light and returned to Wanshen Manor.
"You... you..." Siria regained his senses, though liberated from the scarlet chains, his power nearly fully restored, making killing Fang Jueyu easy. But now, he dared not act against Fang Jueyu.
Fang Jueyu’s Soul Mark was like a ticking ti bomb in his soul, allowing Fang Jueyu to control his life and death at will. Even if he wished to die, he couldn’t.
"Trash, what ’you’? I’ll give you another chance, what do you call ?" Fang Jueyu stared at Siria playfully.
But Siria remained silent, glaring at him with a gaze as if wanting to devour him.
"You’ve beco my slave and still dare to show attitude?" Fang Jueyu’s face darkened, and he uttered a string of gibberish incantations.
"Man is born of man, demon born of demon’s mother..."
"Ah!" Siria suddenly clutched his head, his soul seed to endure a thousand cuts, excruciating beyond belief. The thods he once used to tornt his slaves were now being used on him. Was there anything more tragic?
"Still quite stubborn!" Fang Jueyu knew that such pain could only torture him and wouldn’t kill him, so he unscrupulously "educated" Siria through the slave mark.
"I’ll give you ti to think. Once you realize your identity, I’ll let you go."
"Ma... Master..." a sound lighter than a mosquito’s reached Fang Jueyu’s ears.
It wasn’t that Siria lacked courage, but the soul’s tornt was exponentially more painful than physical torture. So-called being unable to live nor die, this was exactly it.
"What? The wind here is too strong. I can’t hear you!"
"Master!" Siria finally lowered his proud head, uttering the words that were humiliating enough for him.
"Will you dare plot against again in the future?"
"No, never again..."
"Good, obedient!" Fang Jueyu laughed cheekily, "I already have two soul contract targets. From today, Ergouzi is the boss, Xiao Hei is the second, and you are the third!"
"What?" Siria’s face darkened again after just regaining so color. Though he didn’t know who Xiao Hei was, he knew that Ergouzi was the Cosmic Beast Fang Jueyu raised.
He, a dignified Demigod, had to stoop beneath a beast?
"What? You dissatisfied?" Fang Jueyu was ready to tornt him again.
"No, no, I’m satisfied!" Siria wanted no more of that horrifying torture.
"Lucky you have so insight," Fang Jueyu nodded, "From now on, follow and be ready to serve!"
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