Chapter 43: Soul Returns

The entire Magma Xian Gong was shaking violently!

Unlike Ning Zhuo supported the five-sided stone pillar with both palms, and his own soul power was being consumed at a terrifying speed.

His soul left his body.

His physical body was still parked in Fire Persimmon Xiancheng, but his soul had been hooked into the Magma Xian Gong. His physical body and soul were hooked together by the divine ability "Human Life Hanging by a Thread."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was only a Qi Condensation cultivator, but the Buddha-Heart Demon-Seal was a magic treasure level. In a normal state, it was already very difficult for him to draw upon the power of the treasure seal.

Now, his soul and physical body were separated, and he still had to be separated by "Human Life Hanging by a Thread" to sense and draw upon the power of the Buddha-Heart Demon-Seal. The difficulty surged more than tenfold directly!

Unlike Ning Zhuo's spiritual power and soul power plummeted like a floodgate opening.

He looked up at the ranking list, but his heart was full of surprise.

Because he saw: his name was slowly sinking. Following this trend, once his name carved in relief became level with the surface of the stone slab, he should be able to hide his name and identity!

However, the sinking of the name stopped halfway.

The puppet Unlike Ning Zhuo knelt on both knees and collapsed in front of the stone pillar.

His soul power was almost exhausted. His soul had been weakened to the extreme and was almost about to dissipate.

Unlike Ning Zhuo couldn't hold on.

He fully drew upon the power of the treasure seal, which was like an infant wielding a giant hammer; his small body couldn't bear it.

The next moment, his soul couldn't be maintained, flew rapidly from the puppet body, followed the "Human Life Hanging by a Thread," pierced through space, and instantly returned to his physical body.

Plop.

His puppet body had no soul residing in it and fell directly to the spot, motionless.

Unlike Ning Zhuo passed out again.

Magma Xian Gong main hall.

The Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit jumped up and down in mid-air, and wherever it went, it stirred up surging fire waves, the situation terrifying!

Suddenly, its entire body stiffened, because it sensed the departure of Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul.

It opened its mouth and roared loudly!

The sound wave spread to the surroundings through the Magma Xian Gong, and wherever it went, it cleared away layers of clouds and mist and pushed aside the rolling magma.

"It's that Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit roaring; what kind of madness is it having?"

The Fire Persimmon City Lord had no choice but to go all out, urgently activating the Fire Persimmon Xiancheng formation again.

Countless emerald-green formation patterns outlined the world, intersecting like a net, forming a powerful blockade.

The Fire Persimmon City Lord blew his beard and stared, his sleeves fluttering, striving to resist the rioting Magma Xian Gong. He supported it for a full half-stick of incense time before he gradually stabilized the situation.

"Last time, it was the Xian Gong suffering an attack from a Jin Dan demonic cultivator, almost ascending into the sky."

"What happened this time?"

"Could it be that it suffered some attack again?"

The Fire Persimmon City Lord narrowed his eyes, his expression gloomy.

Ever since the Xian Gong appeared, he had been sitting high in the sky above the mountain, not leaving for a single moment.

He was a dignified Nascent Soul-level, a master of one side, personally taking the field; who would dare to overestimate their own strength and sneak into the Magma Xian Gong?

The Fire Persimmon City Lord could be certain that ever since he sat in the sky above the mountain, no outsider had entered the Xian Gong again.

"Even if sneaking in from the mountain body, one would have to face the blockade and detection of the formation, as well as the endless geothermal heat and fire evil that have not yet subsided from the riot."

"Is this Dragon-Turtle Fire Spirit impatient?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo woke up slowly.

For a long time, his blurry vision gradually became clear.

He felt his eyelids were extremely heavy.

"This time, the soul damage is much more severe than the last time."

Unlike Ning Zhuo endured the urge to fall asleep and stood up with difficulty.

Even though he had deliberately slowed down his movements, he still saw black before his eyes, and his head was dizzy.

He sat up his upper body with difficulty.

This simple action already made him break out in a cold sweat, light and shadows overlapped in his vision, and the stationary tables and chairs were constantly shaking.

He had to close his eyes first. In the darkness, the sound of his heart beating faster turned into a violent drum sound in his ears.

For a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and felt a little better.

"My physical body and soul are one, they are the original set."

The physical body can nourish the soul.

Unlike Ning Zhuo could feel better precisely because of this point.

But this speed was too slow, too slow; Unlike Ning Zhuo had to race against time, so he had to take medicine.

He stood up slowly, left the bed, activated the mechanism, and opened the basement.

He supported himself with everything he could support himself with, moving like a snail. He couldn't move too fast, to prevent himself from passing out again.

When he walked to the middle of the stairs, he couldn't support himself anymore and sat down slowly.

He curled up his body and leaned his head against the stair railing.

Uncomfortable, heavy, weak, dizzy to the point of wanting to vomit, and extreme sleepiness!

He lowered his head and felt his head had swollen several times larger, while his spine felt like a branch that was about to wither completely.

He closed his eyes again, and in the darkness, listened quietly to his heartbeat like a war drum.

He hunched his back, as if an invisible weight like a mountain was pressing on his body.

It wanted to crush him!

"Hehehe." Unlike Ning Zhuo laughed out loud instead.

The more complex the mechanical artifact, the more he wanted to study it clearly. The more difficult the situation, the more it could stimulate the fighting desire hidden in his bones!

His face was as pale as paper, his head was full of cold sweat, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a slightly crazy smile.

Very quickly, his smile converged to nothing.

He opened his eyes again, and what was scattered in his pupils was nothing but cold light of determination.

"It's feasible!"

"Using the Buddha-Heart Demon-Seal can allow me to continue to hide my name and identity."

"This was left to me by Mother, and it is also my only chance."

"If I can't even grasp this, then I have failed Mother, and I am too useless!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo stood up with difficulty again; every inconspicuous action made him use all his strength.

He walked down the stairs, stuck to the wall, and finally arrived in front of the cabinet.

He endured the dizziness, opened the cabinet door with trembling hands, took out the elixir bottle, and pulled off the bottle stopper with difficulty.

When pouring out the elixir, his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't see clearly, and he spilled a lot on the ground.

But he finally ate it.

The medication was successful, and Unlike Ning Zhuo leaned against the wall and sat on the ground slowly. He lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep the next moment.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night.

His state had improved significantly.

Before, everything he looked at had double images, and moving slightly was a dizzying spin.

But now, his vision was only a bit blurry, and double images would only appear when he turned his head too fast.

Using the power of elixirs was far more efficient than sleeping. Otherwise, why would alchemy be rated as the first of the hundred arts of cultivation?

Unlike Ning Zhuo picked up the elixirs that had been spilled on the ground, cleaned them up, and put them back into the medicine bottle.

There were not many of these elixirs left, so he had to be as frugal as possible.

"It would be best to stock up in large quantities."

"The entire process of leading the soul into the palace consumes soul power. Therefore, the demand for elixirs that nourish the soul will become higher and higher."

"For me, the situation is even more serious."

"Even if I bought a lot of soul-nourishing elixirs, I couldn't bring them into the Magma Xian Gong and couldn't take medicine inside the palace."

"I must directly raise the foundation of my own soul, at least doubling it. Only then can I support myself longer and achieve hiding my name and identity on a ranking list." ===== CHAPTER 44 =====