High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily Chapter 342 - 194: Soul Sealed in Shadow, Town Recall Scroll

Ji Wangquan’s face changed drastically before Chen Kuang could cast his gaze over, and she pulled out two wondrous spiritual treasures.

One was the Refined Gold Tiger Talisman, which, according to the level of cultivation, could summon up to five thousand divine soldiers, all at the Innate level, two Divine Generals at the Tower Ascension Realm, and one Divine Monarch at the Sea Breaking Realm.

The other was the "Sun"-grade Exquisite Treasure Wood Mountain, which could suppress and defend, integrating offense and defense, and could only be broken by those at the Upper Three Grades.

These two wondrous spiritual treasures were the life-saving spiritual treasures given to her by Ji Chengtian.

Unless faced with a mont of life and death, they would not be easily used.

It was not because of any other reason, but simply that Ji Wangquan, the Eldest Princess, always considered herself not inferior to King of Qi Ji Wenxuan or Second Prince Ji Yanwei. She had led the Great Zhou army to establish nurous rits, yet she could only guard the borders where demon cultivators occasionally caused disturbances, and her reputation remained modest.

In contrast, King of Qi easily managed all affairs in the annexed countries and regions, gaining widespread fa.

Originally, Ji Wangquan was supposed to assist at the Northern Defense Line.

However, Ji Wenxuan didn’t want Ji Wangquan to steal the credit, so he petitioned Ji Chengtian to go alone. But there was a problem with the military deploynt, which resulted in a breach in the Northern Defense Line, ultimately leading to his own demise.

Ji Wangquan was confident in her abilities, yet due to her female identity, she had never been significantly employed, and naturally tried to be strong and refused to show weakness.

This ti, her decisive choice to confront Chen Kuang directly was also because she sensed her father’s suspicions about Ji Yanwei... she wanted to seize an opportunity for herself.

She knew her father’s yearning and importance placed on the Elixir of Longevity, so if she succeeded this ti, maybe she could achieve the treatnt she deserved, rather than always being just a Princess.

She was gambling with her life.

And, she had already succeeded halfway.

But Ji Wangquan never expected that even the master from Freedom Mountain would be involved, choosing to support Chen Kuang.

Although Chen Kuang had replaced the identity of a Freedom Mountain disciple to enter the Pinggu Battlefield, Ji Wangquan knew he had connections with Freedom Mountain’s senior disciple Zhang Zhizhou.

The two might have had so private deal, which exchanged the identity, and this was completely understandable.

But for a Saint, who had no connection at all, to go out of his way for him?

In Ji Wangquan’s eyes, this matter was utterly absurd.

After all... it had been less than half a month since Chen Kuang’s na truly entered everyone’s sight.

He rose too quickly, while cultivators’ ti is often asured in decades, so many people still haven’t reacted.

In Ji Wangquan’s view, other than being the vessel for the Elixir of Longevity, Chen Kuang was just a cultivator at the Middle Three Grades, with various events being coincidences aided by others.

Yet, she ignored the impossibly short duration of his cultivation.

To attract a Saint’s gaze is naturally reasonable.

However, even if Ji Wangquan couldn’t understand at the mont, she knew the situation had reversed, and now she could only prioritize escaping to save her life.

She didn’t even have the thought of begging for rcy, after all, she had already threatened Chen Kuang’s parents and family.

Under such circumstances, hoping for forgiveness from the other side would indeed be foolish beyond redemption!

"Divine soldiers assist ! Treasure Mountain protect !"

Ji Wangquan grasped half a piece of the golden Tiger Talisman with her left hand, while a detailed miniature Treasure Mountain floated in her right palm, atop which grew a lush Divine Tree, emitting a luminous five-colored glow, appearing most extraordinary.

As she retreated, she recited spells, and the Tiger Talisman’s golden light flashed, instantly transforming into five thousand stout and armored divine soldiers, each over ten feet tall.

The mont the divine soldiers appeared, they were commanded by Ji Wangquan’s will to form a strategic formation, with the Divine Monarch leading, Divine Generals protecting from both sides, divine soldiers clad in sturdy armor, sharp and forward-facing, and together they shouted as one.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the aura skyrocketed into the sky, transforming into a massive long blade, slashing toward everyone.

Ji Wangquan’s intended proof was the path of "Leadership".

Before entering the Pinggu Battlefield, she had already built her Dao foundation, and after battles in the secret realm, she had made great progress.

At this mont, she decided to break the cauldron and sink the boat, directly beginning to advance to Grandmaster!

Ji Wangquan took a deep breath, controlling those divine soldiers connected to her Divine Sense.

The closer the connection, the more solid her aura beca, and her cultivation began to steadily rise!

The Exquisite Treasure Wood Mountain flew over Ji Wangquan’s head, with the Divine Tree stretching its branches and scattering five-colored light, enveloping Ji Wangquan, seeming like smoke and mist, yet actually impregnable.

"Boom!"

That long blade descended as if carrying a thousand pounds of force, even causing the few grandmasters’ expressions to change slightly, forcing them to hurriedly form seals, chant incantations, not daring to be arrogant.

Ji Wangquan’s cultivation level wasn’t high, but her formation skills were indeed top-notch.

Furthermore, at this mont, she spared no effort, going all out, her montum surging like a rainbow.

Chen Kuang was quicker to act than those grandmasters, approaching Ji Wangquan swiftly before she could form her strategy formation.

Chen Kuang unsheathed his Three-foot Sword, slashing a sword light toward Ji Wangquan.

Ji Wangquan remained unflustered, the Treasure Mountain and Divine Tree above her head swayed slightly, with branches rapidly growing to fend off that sword light.

The power of "Ti" contained in Chen Kuang’s sword, when it t the branches, seed like a stone sinking into the ocean, without effect.

Ji Wangquan’s gaze flickered, her tone cold, "Don’t waste your strength, this segnt of treasure wood is an ancient relic, immune to blades and swords, unweathered by ti!"

She looked at Chen Kuang’s grayed hair, "Your divine soul is severely damaged, forcibly using a treasure of this level is probably killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own!"

"You still have great potential ahead, why destroy yourself?"

Ji Wangquan attributed Chen Kuang’s path of "Ti" to the rits of his Three-foot Sword.

But actually, it doesn’t make much difference; Chen Kuang’s soul damage is now so complete that if he uses the "Ti" path himself, it indeed harms both himself and others.

At this mont, he is indeed using the Three-foot Sword to take advantage.

Chen Kuang spoke calmly, his gaze deep and enigmatic as he looked at Ji Wangquan: "Do you know? You are very much like soone."

Ji Wangquan suddenly felt a sense of unease.

"Who?"

Chen Kuang replied, "Li Hongling."

He elaborated slowly, "Look, both of you work for Ji Chengtian, both ca for the Elixir of Longevity, both suffered defeat and demise, and both care deeply about the future."

"However, she cares about her own future."

"Disciple of the Martial Saint, ranked thirteenth in Canglang, she said to that given ten years, she would definitely inherit the na of Martial Saint, achieving unparalleled greatness."

"How impressive. She spoke openly about herself, yet in reality, she was reminding of her significance to the Martial Saint, not to destroy the future."

Chen Kuang chuckled, "But I still killed her."

"Is it that I don’t care about my own future?"

Chen Kuang shook his head, "Future is indeed quite important. A long ti ago, soone advised that if I were willing to give up, money, fa, and position could all be mine, and my life would be smooth sailing from then on."

"Then, guess what I ultimately chose?"

Ji Wangquan didn’t want to guess, for she already knew the answer.

The Princess of Great Zhou widened her eyes, wanting to leave imdiately, but she felt she couldn’t move at all, as if pressed down by a ghost.

Wha... what is happening?!

Ji Wangquan scread internally, but even the treasure wood did not move at all.

She panicked, her eyeballs rolled about, exerting all her strength to break free, the terror and confusion inside almost overflowing!

However, soon, she saw a strange sight—

She saw herself!

Right in front of her, when she strained to lift her gaze, she saw herself standing at the original spot from a perspective of looking upward.

No! Impossible!

Who is that?!

If that is her, then who is she?!

Ji Wangquan silently scread frantically, but she couldn’t produce any sound, simultaneously, her vision gradually began to be engulfed by pitch blackness.

Suddenly, within her vision, another figure appeared, it was from a looking upward perspective of... Chen Kuang.

The young man lowered his head and eyes, his face just covered in shadows, revealing an expression that seed both pitiful and mocking.

Ji Wangquan was stunned, finally realizing her current condition.

She... had turned into her own shadow!

Before being completely swallowed by darkness, she witnessed in despair and fear, that Chen Kuang stood with his hands behind his back, the shadow behind him suddenly taking form, totally different from him, it was an emperor wearing the Twelve-Stread Crown!

"Seal soul into shadow..."

Chen Kuang muttered to himself, looking at Ji Wangquan frozen on the spot, like a statue, only feeling his head about to burst with pain, the world spinning.

That... wasn’t his ability!

It was neither a passive trait he possessed nor a Divine Power he learned.

"Donor Chen, are you alright?!"

Chen Kuang slowly turned back, seeing a group of people rushing quickly towards him, at the front was the little monk from Jie Lan Temple, Xiuzhu.

While Shen inan stood at the back, head bowed, holding her sword and gently stroking the hilt.

It seed almost possible to hear the sound of teeth grinding.

Chen Kuang shuddered, indeed, the matter had temporarily ended, so how should he explain his relationship with Shen inan’s sister’s master?

He swiftly collected the items from Ji Wangquan’s body, and then grabbed the little monk in front of him, saying: "Master Xiuzhu, I wish to return to Jie Lan Temple, do you have any Town Recall Scroll?"

"Town... Recall what?"

The little monk paused for a mont, then imdiately understood what he ant.

"Donor ans Teleportation Talisman? This monk does have one, but..."

Chen Kuang said in a deep voice, "There is an urgent matter! Master Xiuzhu, assist this ti!"

The little monk scratched his head, "Alright then."

He took out a Buddhist Bead, chanting: "Amitabha Buddha."

The world changed before Chen Kuang’s eyes, he hadn’t had ti to relax when he felt his soul finally reached its limit, losing consciousness.

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