Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 47 Soul, Divine Consciousness, and Divine Thought

"You misunderstand. I have no grudge against the Burial Ghost Sect. I only resent one person. As long as he dies, the sect's higher-ups and patriarchs will pay attention to me again. Once he disappears, I can regain everything I once had!" Gui Yuan looked up into the distance, his expression resolute, his eyes revealing a strong desire.

"As for you people, you will be my sacrifices. Once my divine sense has greatly increased, I can activate the Ghost Curse and make him die invisibly after forty-nine days." Ghost Yuan's eyes flashed with a ghostly light as he slowly spoke.

"What kind of offering? What kind of curse?" Du Fan vaguely sensed something was wrong, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"Since you're curious, I might as well tell you. I secretly cultivate a technique called the Soul Devouring Technique, which can devour the souls of cultivators and seize their consciousness for my own use. When my consciousness becomes strong enough, I can unleash the Ghost Curse Technique. At that time, it will be the day I turn the tables!" Gui Yuan spoke softly, his words calm.

However, when these words reached Du Fan's ears, each sentence made his heart clench, his scalp tingle instantly, and a sense of dread spread throughout his body—a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, he knew that his life was in danger and had no interest in the important affairs of the sect anymore.

"After plundering the divine senses of these few people, it should be barely enough." After saying this, Gui Yuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked at Du Fan with a cruel smile on his lips. His body swayed, and the next moment he stood up.

Du Fan felt a jolt; his back was already soaked with sweat. His mind raced, and he stood up.

"Don't struggle, and it won't hurt too much."

Gui Yuan smiled and slowly walked away. At the same time, he suddenly raised his arm, and black light flashed on his palm. After a moment, a large amount of black mist appeared, which then condensed in the center, and his entire arm was enveloped by a large amount of black mist, rolling around.

Du Fan gritted his teeth, knowing he had no choice but to fight. Although he didn't understand what the Soul Devouring Technique was, it was definitely not a good thing. Even though the strength of the two sides was vastly different, he couldn't just sit and wait to die, letting himself be slaughtered.

With a thought, he instantly communicated with the alien species under the bushes behind him. But at that moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, as if it were being torn apart. His vision went black for a moment. He was startled, shook his head violently, and bit his tongue. Only then did he feel much better.

Du Fan knew that this feeling was due to excessive consumption of his divine sense. With his cultivation at the Quasi-Qi Refining stage, his divine sense was still very weak. He had used a lot of it before and had not yet fully recovered.

Thinking of this, Du Fan smiled bitterly to himself, but there was no time to think too much at this moment. After regaining his composure, he forced out a wisp of divine thought.

Before long, a white light suddenly shot out from behind him, rushing towards the ghost that was walking slowly towards him. It was so fast that it arrived in an instant. It was the third spirit-binding tree species from before. At the same time, he held the silver knife in one hand and held it horizontally in front of his chest.

Gui Yuan looked at the incoming white light without any panic. With a slight smile, he flicked his wrist, and a wisp of the black mist swirling around his arm separated and transformed into a small black bird a few inches in size in the air. As soon as the bird solidified, it let out a sharp cry, and with another flash of black light, it pounced on the incoming white light.

Within the white light were countless fine threads, which flashed and collided with the black bird in mid-air, causing a series of air explosions.

After the black and white light shone brightly, countless white threads were swallowed by the black bird. The bird let out another cry, its body grew to more than twice its original size, and with a sudden flap of its wings, it flew along the threads toward the source of the alien species. A moment later, the spirit-binding tree alien species, along with the tall shrub it was attached to, disappeared into a ball of black flames.

"It seems you obtained Junior Brother Xin Li's alien species. Unfortunately, these alien species are all half-finished. If they were complete alien species, I might be a little wary of them given my current situation." Gui Yuan shook his head, raised an arm shrouded in black mist, and continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace. He never stopped walking from beginning to end, and his speed never changed. At this moment, he was less than three zhang away from Du Fan.

When Du Fan saw that his opponent had easily destroyed an activated alien species, his pupils contracted and his heart sank to the bottom. After regaining his composure, he released another wisp of divine thought, and the ground beneath him instantly churned. The next moment, two green vines surged out from them and quickly swept towards the ghost energy opposite him. At the same time, he wildly danced with his silver knife, and after a moment, the silver light on it was already faintly visible.

Gui Yuan remained calm as he strode forward, never pausing. With a flick of his wrist, two small black birds separated and soon intertwined and collided with two green vines, producing a series of air explosions. A few breaths later, both disappeared without a trace.

Just as the black and green light dissipated, a weapon-like light, about half a zhang in size, suddenly appeared before Gui Yuan's eyes, accompanied by a violent gust of wind. He raised an eyebrow, and his arm, which was shrouded in black mist, swung violently without dodging or avoiding, directly colliding with the weapon-like light. A piercing metallic scraping sound suddenly rang out, and finally, with a huge roar, the sharp weapon-like light that Du Fan had swung out shattered like dry leaves and vanished.

The black mist on Gui Yuan's arm flickered wildly a few times before returning to normal. Gui Yuan then appeared a foot away from Du Fan with a half-smile.

"You haven't had Junior Brother Xin Li's alien species for very long, yet you can manipulate it so skillfully. That's quite remarkable. If you had ten years, you might have made some progress in the art of plant manipulation. It's a pity though." A trace of reminiscence flashed in Gui Yuan's eyes, because this art of plant manipulation was something he had personally passed on to Xin Li when he was at his peak. Seeing it again now, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

A final, desperate glint of madness appeared in Du Fan's eyes. He patted his storage pouch at his waist, and two talismans flew out. These were the other two talismans Shen Hong had given him before his departure: a speed talisman and a power talisman. With a decisive look in his eyes, he slapped both talismans onto himself at the same time. Instantly, an astonishing power surged through his body, and he felt as light as a swallow.

He clenched his right fist suddenly, producing a series of cracking sounds. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and with a low roar, he threw a powerful punch forward from a distance. An immense force instantly condensed in his fist, causing the surrounding air to tighten. An invisible force, mixed with a fierce gale, surged toward the black-robed youth who was right in front of him.

After throwing a punch, Du Fan didn't even look back. He turned and ran. In a flash, he appeared several feet away and continued running towards the entrance. It turned out that he had already planned to escape after realizing that he was no match for the enemy.

Gui Yuan was taken aback when he saw this. He had clearly seen a desire to die in the other party's eyes. He thought the other party would fight to the death, but he did not expect that the other party would turn around and run away in an instant. After being stunned for a moment, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Instead of taking the oncoming punch head-on, he swayed and dodged it. Looking at Du Fan's back, Gui Yuan smiled eerily. His arm, shrouded in black mist, suddenly moved, and the black mist instantly spread. In a flash, his entire body was covered by a cloud of black mist. With a flash of black light, he disappeared from the spot, turning into a gust of black wind and disappearing into the distance in an instant.

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After a long while, Du Fan's chest heaved violently. Looking at the still indifferent Gui Yuan in front of him, despair was revealed in his eyes.

"A mere quasi-Qi Refining stage cultivator has managed to hold out against me for so long; you can be proud of yourself." Gui Yuan said indifferently, then stopped talking nonsense. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he threw a wisp of black energy at Du Fan.

Du Fan's head was instantly covered by black energy. Before he could even struggle, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.

"Perhaps I was too lonely, and I actually played for so long. I must never do that again." Gui Yuan shook his head and muttered to himself. He dispersed the black mist swirling around his arm, walked slowly to Du Fan, and sat down cross-legged.

Gui Yuan closed his eyes, made several strange gestures with his hands, and directly began to unleash the Soul Devouring Technique.

After about half a cup of tea's time, Guiyuan's body remained motionless, and a wisp of black mist emerged from his head. After a brief tumble, it transformed into a tiny figure about an inch in size. Upon closer inspection, it bore a striking resemblance to Guiyuan himself, about seven or eight parts similar.

His true form, however, was frowning deeply, with beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, as if he were experiencing immense pain.

The miniature figure suddenly opened its eyes, instantly looking at Du Fan with a solemn expression. It slowly floated towards Du Fan's head, and after getting close, it disappeared into it in a flash.

The moment the miniature figure entered Du Fan's head, he felt a wave of dizziness. When he regained his senses, he found himself in a wondrous world—the primordial spirit space within a living being… It was pitch black, like chaos, with no visible boundaries. However, not far away, there was a ball of azure light. The miniature figure's face lit up with joy. That ball of azure light represented a person's soul, which was exactly what he was about to devour using the Soul Devouring Technique.

A cultivator's divine sense originates from their divine consciousness, which in turn originates from their soul. In other words, the sea of ​​divine consciousness resides within that blue light that represents the soul. After devouring the other's soul, one can seize the other's divine consciousness for one's own use.

The ball of blue light hovered motionless in the void, while the miniature figure's eyes flashed with a dark, eerie light, as if it were extremely excited. In an instant, it approached and plunged into the blue light without hesitation, disappearing from sight.

The ball of blue light was slightly larger than the miniature figure. A moment later, the blue light suddenly trembled slightly and gradually darkened in color, eventually turning completely black. In a churning and surging motion, it transformed into a small figure, whose shape and appearance were exactly the same as the previous miniature figure, only larger.

"This person's soul is stronger than that of an average Qi Refining stage cultivator, so his inner consciousness should also be stronger." The little figure formed by the Ghost Yuan Technique's eyes flashed, and a look of satisfaction appeared on its face.

The black figure's joy vanished, and with a single hand gesture, it prepared to leave the other's body and return to its original form, for in its view, the execution of the Soul Devouring Technique was now complete.