Chapter 4652: Taking a Candidate Holy Son as a Meeting Gift, Liu Chuan Perishes

Jun Xiaoyao's three-life Primordial Spirits sat cross-legged upon three Great Dao Flowers.

Misty fragments of time fluttered about, the three lives revolving, transcendent and supreme.

The three Primordial Spirits struck simultaneously, glowing, unleashing incomparably dazzling radiance.

Each Primordial Spirit burst forth with a ray of sword light brilliant to the extreme.

Past-Life Samsara Sword!

Present-Life Calamity-Annihilation Sword!

Future-Life Eternity Sword!

Three strands of sword qi soared into the sky at once, their aura astonishing, throwing heaven and earth into chaos.

The bone-piercing pressure they exuded seemed capable of slicing through a person's very soul.

Even Liu Chuan was left staring in a daze.

And what was even more heart-shaking was.

The three strands of sword qi merged into one in the void.

Instantly, a vast and boundless sword qi fluctuation spread out, sweeping across everything.

It could be said that merely sensing that bone-piercing sword qi.

Felt as though it could cleave a person's spirit soul.

"Such a Primordial Spirit technique……"

Sensing that icy, bone-piercing aura.

Liu Chuan's heart and spirit trembled, his head spun and vision blurred, shaken to the point of being unable to speak.

His eyes widened dead-wide, fixed on that sky-piercing sword qi.

Even within the Spirit Soul Hall, a Primordial Spirit offensive divine ability like this was exceedingly rare.

Most importantly, he had just heard Jun Xiaoyao's words.

This was a Primordial Spirit technique he had created himself.

Liu Chuan simply refused to believe it.

Such a terrifying soul offensive divine ability was actually self-created by Jun Xiaoyao.

Just how monstrous had his talent and comprehension reached?

However, now was not the time for Liu Chuan to be shocked.

Jun Xiaoyao's Three-Life God-Slaying Sword, a single sword slashing down at him through the air.

Liu Chuan's complexion finally changed completely.

His main Primordial Spirit blossomed with blinding radiance, vast Primordial Spirit power gushing forth.

Boundless soul power surged into the Soul-Severing Heaven Sword, erupting with sky-piercing sword qi.

Jun Xiaoyao's Three-Life God-Slaying Sword, a single sword slashing down through the air.

Colliding with Liu Chuan's Soul-Severing Heaven Sword.

There was no deafening, ear-splitting roar.

Like two Primordial Spirits wrestling.

Soul power clashed and collided.

Yet both being special Primordial Spirits.

Liu Chuan's Mother-Child Primordial Spirit still had a vast gap compared to Jun Xiaoyao's Three-Life Primordial Spirit.

Jun Xiaoyao's Three-Life Primordial Spirit fused power, revolved undying, with virtually no flaws or gaps.

Under such circumstances, Liu Chuan could only despair.

Clang!

Liu Chuan's Soul-Severing Heaven Sword was directly knocked flying.

Accompanied simultaneously by a sound like shattering glass.

Cracks began to spread across the surface of Liu Chuan's main Primordial Spirit.

Like shattered porcelain.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you can't kill me, I am the Liu Clan's Young Master, and a Candidate Holy Son of the Spirit Soul Hall."

"If you kill me, the Heavenly Court won't let the matter rest……"

Feeling his main Primordial Spirit on the verge of shattering.

Liu Chuan finally panicked.

This was different from before.

The child Primordial Spirit's destruction was just its destruction.

But if his main Primordial Spirit were also destroyed, then he would truly be dead.

For a Heavenly Court Candidate Holy Son with a limitless future.

Liu Chuan absolutely could not accept perishing just like this.

Of course, while Liu Chuan spoke.

He actually secretly activated a method, crushing a jade slip, wanting to send a message out.

"What, you want to transmit a message?"

"I have already completely sealed off this world."

Seemingly sensing Liu Chuan's intent, Jun Xiaoyao said.

Liu Chuan stared dead at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, paid it no mind, turning instead to look at Chan Hongzhuang.

"Miss Chan, although we have known each other for quite some time, this should be our first meeting."

"Young Master Jun has brought no meeting gift; how about taking this person as a gift?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words, upon hearing them, caused Liu Chuan's face to freeze instantly.

His expression was dazed and stunned, his pupils constricted sharply, his whole body seeming on the verge of petrification, unable to believe his own ears.

Jun Xiaoyao actually knows this woman of the Soul-Eating Clan?

And upon hearing this, Chan Hongzhuang revealed a faint, graceful smile on her peerless beautiful face.

"Young Master Jun is being overly polite; as for me, I have prepared no gift for Young Master Jun."

For the Soul-Eating Clan,

what is the most important thing?

Naturally, it is rare and powerful Primordial Spirits and souls.

And Liu Chuan, as a candidate divine son of the Soul God Temple, himself possesses a special and powerful mother-child Primordial Spirit.

To the Soul-Eating Clan, this is nothing short of a great tonic, the best gift.

In fact, even if Jun Xiaoyao did not say so,

Chan Hongzhuang would certainly act to deal with Liu Chuan.

After all, Liu Chuan previously harbored lustful designs upon her, even wishing to use her as a furnace for soul cultivation.

All of this, Chan Hongzhuang has seen with her own eyes.

She will not let him go.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are of the Cloud Clan, yet you actually know this infamous Soul-Eating Clan person."

"You are simply..."

Liu Chuan could not help but shout.

However, he had not finished speaking.

Chan Hongzhuang's figure flashed, and she directly attacked Liu Chuan.

"Soul-Eating Great Law!"

Black soul power ripples spread out, transforming into countless black soul chains, crisscrossing.

They directly pierced Liu Chuan's shattered master Primordial Spirit.

If he were in perfect condition,

Liu Chuan could naturally fight Chan Hongzhuang with equal exchanges.

But now, he has already been severely wounded by Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, Chan Hongzhuang herself is an imperial daughter of the Soul-Eating Clan and bears the halo of a transmigrator.

Her cultivation is also extremely formidable.

Thus, not too long passed

before the sound of Liu Chuan's painful howls came through.

His shattered master Primordial Spirit was directly bound and restrained by numerous black soul chains.

"Soul-Severing Heaven Sword!"

Liu Chuan attempted to activate this Primordial Spirit weapon again to break the soul chains.

However, Chan Hongzhuang again produced the same thing.

Between her brows, black light suddenly appeared.

Faintly, one could see a black banner fluttering fiercely.

Embroidered on the black banner are countless soul insignia of the Soul-Eating Clan, emitting an aura that seizes the heart and soul.

It seems that a single glance could imprison one's soul within, forever preventing rebirth.

This is precisely the Soul-Eating Clan's immortal artifact, the Soul-Refining Banner!

Initially, in that extermination war, the Soul-Refining Banner suffered damage and was in a damaged state.

Then it fell into Chan Hongzhuang's hands.

Although it is in a damaged state,

yet as an immortal artifact of the Soul-Eating Clan, the power of the Soul-Refining Banner remains extremely terrifying.

The black banner waves, and vast black soul mist surges.

Countless terrifying, boundless divine thoughts emerge from the Soul-Refining Banner.

All are the transformation of top-tier expert Primordial Spirits refined by the Soul-Refining Banner in the past.

Boom—!

The Soul-Refining Banner collides with the Soul-Severing Heaven Sword.

Although the Soul-Severing Heaven Sword possesses formidable power.

Yet when colliding with an immortal artifact, it still falls short.

Moreover, given Liu Chuan's current state, he can no longer unleash the power of the Soul-Severing Heaven Sword.

"No... don't!"

Finally, accompanied by Liu Chuan's tragic cry.

His Primordial Spirit was directly swept into the Soul-Refining Banner.

And his master Primordial Spirit perished.

Liu Chuan naturally could not survive.

His complexion darkened as he stared fixedly at Chan Hongzhuang.

Then he turned his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

He never would have thought of it.

Jun Xiaoyao, bearing the bloodline of the Cloud Clan.

Why would he have met and cooperated with a woman of the Soul-Eating Clan?

And this answer, he would never know.