Chapter 1820: Contest of Souls!
All thirty five subsouls including the Dark Soul Beast felt the returnees’ fury.
The harsh thoughts erupting from their souls caused Qin Lie’s mind to shake like a leaf.
His True Soul at Flaming Sun Purgatory immediately started shaking violently.
However, he knew that he could do nothing beside endure their retaliation and wipe away the Saint God’s imprint.
It was the only way to turn the returnees back to their real self and make them listen to his explanation rationally.
He might be the Abyss Master, but not even he could stop all the returnees alone.
If the returnees hadn’t secluded themselves in a hurry to achieve a breakthrough, he wouldn’t even have the chance to stop them.
All he could rely on now was his greatest skill, the power of the soul!
He was the Imperial Soul Monarch, the ultimate expert who entered the ultimate realm with his soul power! He had also regained all of his memories!
The only time he could find the Saint God’s imprints and wipe it from the returnees’ souls was while they were all busy achieving their breakthroughs.
That was the only way!
He could feel his subsouls swimming across the returnees’ soul consciousness.
He was looking for the Saint God’s unique soul imprint!
“Roar!”
Abrit’s roar appeared in his own soul consciousness.
A gigantic demon dragon appeared inside the soul sea in soul form.
The demon dragon was a manifestation of Abrit’s consciousness!
Abrit immediately locked onto Qin Lie’s soul figure the moment he appeared.
“I don’t know who you are, but you’ll get out of my mind!”
The enraged Abrit attacked Qin Lie with almost no hesitation. Beams of soul energy flew everywhere.
The soul beams joined together to form black draconic characters. Every ancient character contained Abrit’s violent energy.
“Swhoosh!”
Qin Lie’s soul figure abruptly transformed into a bolt of lightning before flying away from the draconic characters.
“This is my soul consciousness! Where do you think you can run to?”
Abrit sneered before appearing in front of Qin Lie again.
“Soul Shackle!”
Millions of secret draconic patterns filled the interior of Abrit’s soul sea. They rained on Qin Lie and threatened to overwhelmed him.
“Splinter.”
Qin Lie didn’t bother to try communicating with Abrit at all. His soul instantly split into hundreds of tiny soul dots.
For an instant, the soul dots looked like they had vanished into nothing. Then, they slipped through the soul shackle and landed on Abrit’s soul manifestation.
“Whoosh!”
The light dots joined back together and formed a Soul Tree.
The Soul Tree grabbed onto on Abrit’s head and plunged its roots inside it.
In that moment, Abrit’s memories, soul secret arts, and bloodline secrets poured into his mind.
He immediately realized that this soul manifestation of Abrit contained his memories, intelligence, and experience including all of his understanding of power and cultivation.
One might even call this soul manifestation of Abrit his true soul origin.
“Could the imprint be somewhere inside?”
His Soul Tree suddenly entered the demon dragon’s head as though it was submerging in water.
He immediately felt like he was swimming through Abrit’s life experiences and bloodline secrets.
Naturally, he felt great resistance from Abrit.
He could see billions of draconic symbols imbued with Abrit’s consciousness charging toward him with all their might.
It was as if the universe itself was collapsing, and the stars were swimming all over the place like fishes.
“Perhaps the Saint God’s influence is inside one of this memory imprints, these draconic stars…”
Qin Lie split himself into a million strands of souls and searched for the Saint God’s presence painstakingly while avoiding Abrit’s attacks.
His thirty four other subsouls were doing the same thing.
They were also attacked by the returnees.
One of his subsouls had also slipped into the soul origin of Terry—the Winged Race’s Grand Elder.
Billions of white feathers floated inside Terry’s soul origin. Every one of them was glittering brightly like they were made from crystal.
Every feather contained a unique memory imprint. They all contained Terry’s life experiences.
Every time Qin Lie’s soul consciousness flashed across a feather, he immediately gleaned a memory of Terry’s.
Some of the feathers had no images at all. Instead, they were filled with threads of light.
The light threads were Terry’s knowledge of the soul and the Winged Race’s bloodline secret arts.
When his soul passed through all of them, he felt like he was reliving Terry’s life in another space and time.
Some of these feathers were only filled with killing intent. They transformed into sharp arrows and chased after his soul wherever he went.
“Where is it?”
He grew more and more anxious as he passed through Terry’s memories.
He wanted to find and remove the Saint God’s imprint as soon as possible.
He had to spend soul energy at a rapid rate to avoid Terry’s counterattacks.
Although he was an expert in soul secret arts, and he was able to deal with Terry with relative ease, every action took soul energy to complete.
Moreover, the subsoul in Terry’s soul was only one of thirty four such fragments. Its well of soul energy was limited.
Individually, his subsouls weren’t as powerful as a returnees’ soul.
The disadvantage was even greater considering that he was inside the other party’s soul consciousness.
Every one of his subsouls was doing everything they could to find the imprints that were affecting the returnees’ soul.
If he couldn’t find the Saint God’s imprint soon, if he expended too much soul energy, he might not even be able to withdraw his subsouls.
His soul might suffer huge damage if he allowed that to happen!
“Not good, I need more soul energy!”
His Blood Soul Beast was currently entrenched inside the Soul Pavilion.
He could feel himself losing soul energy at a rapid rate. He had no choice but to seek help from his Soul Race experts.
“Vik, order all rank ten clansmen to inject their soul energy into the Soul Pavilion. I need their strength to fight against the returnees!”
All Soul Race experts viewed him as their one true god. They would never question his order.
Therefore, all rank ten Soul Race clansmen gathered around the Soul Pavilion as soon as they could.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
The giant Soul Trees extended their branches toward the Soul Pavilion like lightning.
The soul energy of the Soul Race experts flowed into the Soul Pavilion in streams.
The Soul Pavilion was connected to the Soul Suppressing Orb, and the Soul Suppressing Orb was fused with Qin Lie’s True Soul. Therefore, Qin Lie was able to the replenish his subsouls with soul energy using the Soul Suppressing Orb as a conduit.
It allowed his subsouls to continue searching inside the returnees’ soul seas.