Wen Zhixing showed no tenderness for won as the Divine Consciousness Power he had condensed from thunder power forcefully drilled into Mu Maner’s glabella.
BUZZ!
Mu Maner’s body trembled, and a faint whimper escaped her lips. The disparity in cultivation between them was too great. With Wen Zhxíng being so domineering, she couldn’t resist even if she wanted to.
The next mont, the scenes within Mu Maner’s mind appeared before Wen Zhixing’s eyes.
It’s actually... so small.
Wen Zhixing’s eyes narrowed slightly. Mu Maner’s Sea of Sense was pitifully small compared to his. At best, it was only about several zhang wide, rely a small pond. Above the Sea of Sense, it was further shrouded in a heavy fog. As for the so-called divine soul, it was even more illusory, its expression wooden as it remained sunk at the bottom of the Sea of Sense. Moreover, the Sea of Sense was not particularly clear, but rather slightly murky.
"Soul Stealing!"
Wen Zhixing let out another low shout, and the Divine Consciousness Power instantly transford into a great thunderous hand, plunging straight into Mu Maner’s Sea of Sense. Feeling invaded, Mu Maner’s Sea of Sense suddenly beca turbulent. This was the innate fear of the Sea of Sense, trying to hide the location of its divine soul. However, it was all in vain.
CRACKLE!
Flashes of thunder appeared instantly in front of the divine soul. Then, the hand grasped the illusory divine soul.
BOOM!
The thunder power blossod. Mu Maner’s divine soul shuddered violently; that one grasp nearly shattered it to dust. In an instant, her consciousness almost dissipated. Specks of light overflowed, pouring into the great hand. These were the fragnts of Mu Maner’s divine soul that held her mories, forcibly stolen by the great thunderous hand.
"ARGH!"
Mu Maner began to moan in agony, her entire body thrashing about. She felt her divine soul being torn and split apart. Not even the pleasure from the Wondrous Soul-devouring Pill could offset this agony. This Divine Ability, "Soul Stealing," was exceedingly brutal. Basically, after having one’s soul stolen from once, the divine soul would be damaged beyond repair. Even if one survived, they would be half-crippled.
Just then, another point of light ignited on Mu Maner’s divine soul. It was a mark overflowing with demonic Qi. Feeling its host invaded, it instinctively erged. A trendously powerful surge of Divine Consciousness Power emanated from the mark, forming a barrier that blocked Wen Zhixing’s thunderous hand. At the sa ti, a grey light soared into the sky. The thunderous hand, as if eroded, began to slowly crumble.
"Eh?"
Wen Zhixing was slightly startled, not expecting such an unexpected turn of events. That mark contained a wisp of the great demon’s divine soul.
Then I will just absorb you as well!
Wen Zhixing frowned. His action had likely already been noticed by the great demon. However, he was not the least bit panicked; instead, his heart grew fierce.
If that’s the case, there’s no need to hold back. I will deal with you as well.
"Soul Stealing!"
Previously, it was just a light skirmish, but this ti Wen Zhixing used his full strength. One after another, great thunderous hands appeared in Mu Maner’s Sea of Sense. That wisp of divine soul on the demon clan’s mark was nothing but a rootless weed; Wen Zhixing could exhaust it to death if he had to. Wen Zhixing’s Sea of Sense was much larger than that of an average person. Coupled with it having turned into a thunder pool, his all-out attack was indeed terrifying.
BOOM!
The thunder power continued to shine forth. Mu Maner’s Sea of Sense seed to have suffered a thunderous punishnt.
CRACK! CRACK!
The Sea of Sense couldn’t withstand this thunder and began to shatter. The wisp of divine soul on the demon clan’s mark also sensed a life-and-death crisis. Imdiately, the mark actively detached from the divine soul, attempting to escape.
Still want to run?
However, Wen Zhixing had no intention of letting it flee.
BOOM!
The thunder power blood once more, continuously striking the mark. Eventually, the demon clan’s mark couldn’t withstand the assault of the thunder power and was utterly obliterated. That wisp of divine soul began to dissipate, finally absorbed by the great thunderous hand.
The next mont, the thunderous hand returned, entering Wen Zhixing’s Sea of Sense. A deluge of mories flooded Wen Zhixing’s mind. However, because the Soul Stealing thod was extrely brutal, these mories were highly fragnted. Perhaps due to receiving soone else’s mories for the first ti, Wen Zhixing was sowhat bewildered at this mont. Beads of sweat, large as beans, appeared on his forehead. This was the disadvantage of the Divine Ability, Soul Stealing. Stealing others’ mories and absorbing their Divine Soul Force had significant drawbacks. After his transmigration, the integration of mories had been a slow process, unlike now, where everything had to be completed in a short span of ti. This was mainly because Wen Zhixing had been sowhat overconfident; he had not only directly stolen Mu Maner’s mories but also forcefully dealt with the demon clan’s mark, which caused a mighty impact. Stealing a bit less at one ti would have posed no issue.
At that mont, the sapling within Wen Zhixing’s Sea of Sense began to sway slightly. Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder descended. The absorbed fragnts of divine soul were thoroughly pulverized by this blast, and then instantly reabsorbed by the sapling. Let the thunder purify everything!
After a short while, the sapling started to sway, and two new leaves appeared on its trunk. One leaf represented Mu Maner, while the other belonged to the wisp of divine soul from the mark.
Wen Zhixing’s complexion gradually returned to calm. Only after a considerable ti did he slowly open his eyes. This ti, the Nine Heavens Thunder Seed had been a great help to him.
PHEW...
Wen Zhixing exhaled a breath of foul air. His original intention had been to try stealing so mories first, but he had not expected the demon clan’s mark to interfere.
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