Chapter 1204: Their

The other wandering souls didn't react, but another black shadow suddenly darted out from the hole in the Luo Sheng Armor, circling in the pond as if looking for the source of the stone.

This shadow was thick as ink and red as sauce, with no face, but its volume was about ten times that of the other shadows. As soon as it came out, the surrounding water turned black.

The other shadows scattered and fled as soon as they saw it, as if a school of fish were avoiding a foraging catfish.

What on earth was this thing? Under He Lingchuan's burning gaze, the black shadow caught up with the fleeing shadows and devoured them one by one.

Every time it ate one, its volume expanded a little.

After eating only three or four wandering souls, the black shadow was already as thick as mud, almost unable to dissolve at the bottom of the water.

Seeing that the remaining wandering souls were also about to become its meal, He Lingchuan grabbed a branch and stirred the water quickly.

The pond water was stirred into a mess by him, raising mass after mass of black mud and sand.

The numerous wandering souls took advantage of the chaos to escape, quickly moving away from the muddy water.

He Lingchuan also stopped in time.

When the water waves gradually subsided and the pond surface returned to calm, the black shadow was actually washed of its bloated shell, revealing its true face! He Lingchuan let out an "eh"; this black shadow, which was like a big BOSS, was actually also a wandering soul, and also a familiar face—

Pang Yuan, the founding emperor of the Flash Gold Empire!

This was truly unexpected.

But thinking about it carefully, it seemed reasonable.

He Lingchuan stirred the water, and it glared at He Lingchuan, hitting the water surface several times, but it couldn't break through this seemingly shallow barrier.

It had discovered him.

He Lingchuan could clearly feel its malice and its anger.

When Pang Yuan discovered that it couldn't rush out and couldn't teach He Lingchuan a lesson, it suddenly spoke: "You brat, give me the heart scale, and I will satisfy your wish!"

"My wish?" He Lingchuan didn't expect it to be able to speak, and raised an eyebrow. "What wish of mine?"

"What mortals seek is nothing more than achievements, wealth, and revenge; I can easily help you achieve them!"

He Lingchuan let out a long "oh" and paused. "Not interested."

He could achieve these by his own ability; and what he truly sought in his heart, even a hundred Pang Yuans might not be able to achieve.

"..." It had always been others seeking the help of the Luo Sheng Armor; this was the first time it had made a request to an outsider, and it had actually been rejected. Pang Yuan choked, and just as it was about to be furious, it heard He Lingchuan continue: "But I have a few questions I would like you to answer. Your last descendant also wore the Luo Sheng Armor on the battlefield; why did he suffer a crushing defeat in the end?"

"He was too weak and too incompetent! The Luo Sheng Armor with my blessing is invincible, but it cannot cure incompetence!" Pang Yuan's eyes flashed with fierce light. "I handed them a powerful empire, yet they couldn't even manage to hold onto the country!"

He Lingchuan pointed casually at another wandering soul with a sorrowful face, which seemed to be peering at Pang Yuan incessantly: "What about him? Why did he still fail after putting on the Luo Sheng Armor?"

"Him?" Pang Yuan was disdainful. "He was sincere when he asked for my help; I thought he really had ambition, but who knew that after the enemy killed only two of his sons, he was in such pain. So cowardly, how is he worthy of being a hegemon?"

Another wandering soul swam slowly closer, with a strange look on its face, staring fixedly at Pang Yuan.

That look was definitely not kind.

"What about him?"

"He wore me to finish a few battles and then said he didn't need me anymore, actually wanting to seal me up!" Pang Yuan sneered. "How could I spare such an ungrateful person?"

"Good, then I'll ask you another question." He Lingchuan smiled. "Why did Pang Yuan himself want to seal you in his later years?"

Yes, he could see that although this thing had Pang Yuan's face, it was not the founding emperor of the Flash Gold Empire himself.

At least not completely.

"Pang Yuan's" expression changed, and he said coldly: "He was old, forgot the vows and ambitions he made when he was young, and was determined to sever the connection between us, so I took away one of his souls as punishment!"

Pang Yuan himself built the Ke Mountain underground palace and personally sealed the founding battle armor, which was regarded as betrayal by the Luo Sheng Armor? He Lingchuan stared at it: "What on earth are you?"

This answer was the unsolved mystery that had spawned countless tragedies.

"Pang Yuan" said proudly: "I am faith, the most heroic and unyielding faith! Those who have lost their faith are not worthy of wearing this precious armor!"

At that time, it would appear in the world to find a new master.

"You claim to be 'faith,' why do you use fear to control your host?" He Lingchuan found it funny. "Shouldn't the existence of faith be to inspire and encourage people?"

"That is just the trial I bestow upon them!" "Pang Yuan" said loudly. "Only those who successfully pass the trial of fear can prove their heroism and unyielding nature."

"No, that's not right." He Lingchuan shook his index finger. "Using high pressure and terror on people will only result in resistance; you yourself have failed countless times, what qualifications do you have to test others?"

He got closer to the water surface, as if wanting to see through "Pang Yuan": "You don't count as faith at all; you are just a bit of pathetic obsession, perhaps Pang Yuan's, perhaps someone else's, but you are tainted by too much karma."

"Nonsense!" "Pang Yuan" was furious. "A yellow-haired brat knows nothing. Whoever it is, if they want to achieve an unparalleled legacy on the Flash Gold Plain, they need me, they need a powerful and great faith!"

"What you want is an unparalleled great cause, or to restore the past glory of the empire?"

"Pang Yuan" said proudly: "There is no difference between the two!"

How could there be no difference? He Lingchuan shook his head: "So many desperate people in later generations sought your help, but you only used them to restore the Flash Gold Empire; no wonder you couldn't succeed."

"Pang Yuan" was about to argue, but He Lingchuan pointed into the distance: "Retribution is here. You once trapped so many people and controlled so many people; now they are coming to settle the score with you."

Perhaps because He Lingchuan had dispersed the large mass of shadow on "Pang Yuan" and revealed its true form, the wandering souls that had previously scattered and fled gathered again at some point, eyeing "Pang Yuan" covetously.

They had worn the Luo Sheng Armor while alive, and were trapped in the Luo Sheng Armor after death.

The death of the physical body was just the beginning; the pain of being trapped in the armor was endless.

Now that the balance of power had changed, they had plenty of grudges to settle with this evil armor.

This scene inexplicably reminded He Lingchuan of the battle between the White Bear King and the wolf pack.

Although the White Bear King was fierce, its last bit of vitality and life was consumed by the wolf pack, otherwise it wouldn't have died so miserably in the cave of the Gold Essence.

Before He Lingchuan could finish speaking, the wandering soul with the sorrowful face took the lead and rushed toward "Pang Yuan," without hesitation.

The first to attack was actually the kindest one; He Lingchuan was a little surprised.

It was no match for "Pang Yuan," and was pressed down in no time, torn apart until black smoke drifted everywhere. However, encouraged by it, the other dozens of wandering souls swarmed up, rolling together with it, in a posture of fighting to the death.

This time, without He Lingchuan stirring it, the pond water turned muddy all at once, like a whole vat of black ink.

He Lingchuan knew that all this ink-black was the bodies of the wandering souls being torn apart.

He also heard the angry roars between "Pang Yuan" and its opponents.

This thing was used to using fear to control others, and now it finally tasted the taste of fear itself.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the sounds in the pond had disappeared, and the ink color gradually faded.

He Lingchuan discovered that "Pang Yuan" had disappeared, and only two or three wandering souls remained in the light red pond water.

They were more transparent and looked on the verge of death. But they struggled to swim near the water surface and bowed solemnly to He Lingchuan.

This was a thank you; He Lingchuan had created an opportunity for them to take revenge.

Otherwise, they would have been trapped in the Luo Sheng Armor forever, immersed in past pain, anger, and fear, without end.

One wandering soul even shed tears, which turned into a bit of black smoke.

He Lingchuan recognized these faces; they were all heroes and outstanding figures in their lifetimes, who had once been magnificent and laughed while breaking enemies, but now...

Alas, all gone.

He Lingchuan returned the salute with folded fists and whispered: "You are liberated."

The wandering souls felt a sense of relief, closed their eyes, and let out a long sigh.

This expression made He Lingchuan think of Fu Tianlin immediately.

The figures of the wandering souls began to blur.

Only a few breaths later, they dissipated without a trace.

The pond water rippled, no different from before, as if these wandering souls had never existed.

He Lingchuan suddenly remembered the Luo Sheng Armor, but looking down intently now, the pond was bottomless, and where was the shadow of the precious armor? Where was the armor?

Now he knew what the "Pang Yuan" attached to the armor was:

Obsession and karma.

These wandering souls, the former masters of the Luo Sheng Armor, had torn apart the obsession and karma that had entangled them for thousands of years, and only then were they truly liberated.

The evil karma, obsession, and former masters had all dissipated; where had the Luo Sheng Armor been taken by the Great Fanghu?

The water was deep and hazy, and there seemed to be something inside, swimming closer and closer, and its size was becoming clearer.

It was round like a cannonball, with a mouth but no fins, and countless long, whisker-like things swaying with the waves.

When it swam closer, He Lingchuan realized that this guy was actually the Chaos! Those so-called long whiskers were the chains it carried with it.

"It seems that the Luo Sheng Armor was taken by you." He Lingchuan smiled bitterly and stood up. "I spent so much effort, you could at least leave two armor plates for me?"

It turned out that this pond was the boundary between the Red Ocean and the world inside the pot; the Naluotian avatar last time and the Luo Sheng Armor obsession this time were all trapped in the ocean by the Great Fanghu, no wonder they couldn't touch He Lingchuan.

Chaos swam in front of him, turning a deaf ear and looking quite comfortable.

As always.

This guy had also become cunning, using the least amount of effort to clean and devour the Luo Sheng Armor.

He had no way to deal with this ancestor, so he had to stretch and yawn: "Is everything done? It's time to let me return to reality. Otherwise, returning to Panlong City is fine too."

He had originally agreed with Master Sun to go shopping and eat together tonight, but he had been forcibly dragged into these two dreams by the Great Fanghu.

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