Jiang Ye let out a cold shout, and the sky trembled.
The next moment.
Divine Soul Law surged like a raging tide, and all the Soul Power in the Heaven And Earth gathered, even causing the Qi in this innate immortal liquid to stagnate!
This is a pseudo-Immortal Artifact, though not a true Immortal Artifact.
However, it is the power manifested from the Origin Dao Artifact refined by his father, "True Spirit Great Emperor," in the past.
It is specifically used to suppress and devour Divine Souls, profound and unfathomable, capable of easily refining even a Quasi-Emperor's Divine Soul!
"A mere remnant shadow manifested from a Divine Soul, yet it dares to dream of protecting him?"
Jiang Ye sneered, rapidly forming hand seals. The soul refining pot immediately soared into the sky, golden light gushing like a scorching sun, transforming into a vast net of countless golden threads that covered the sky and earth, Pounce the azure glow and remnant shadow surrounding Ye Qingyun!
Just at this moment.
A hazy figure slowly emerged from between Ye Qingyun's eyebrows.
It was the Dharma image of an old Daoist in a green robe, his face aged, illusory like smoke, yet his eyes seemed capable of piercing through heavenly secrets and observing the Dao through the stars. Around him, countless star trajectories revolved, as if the operation of the entire Heaven And Earth was subtly influenced by him.
The Divine Soul manifestation of the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor!
As soon as the Daoist appeared, his gaze fell upon Jiang Ye. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly sighed:
"Young friend, if you can turn back, let today's matter end here."
His tone was gentle, carrying a sense of vicissitude from having seen through the Mortal World. "Qingyun is my disciple, the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor. If he achieves greatness in the future, he will not forget this kindness."
As his voice fell, a ray of starlight slipped from his fingertips, vaguely condensing into a mark of destiny, as if a promise of a great reward.
However, Jiang Ye merely scoffed upon hearing this.
He gave no response, his eyes as cold as iron.
Jiang Ye's hands suddenly clasped together, and the soul refining pot erupted with endless light. A giant golden maw appeared, like an ancient Vicious Beast opening its bloody mouth, directly enveloping the remnant Soul of the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor!
Boom!
The Void Realm collapsed, and Heaven And Earth were shaken!
The Daoist's expression changed drastically, his figure trembling violently. He wanted to break free, but it was too late.
"This aura... something's wrong!"
"This is... that old ghost's Origin Dao Artifact?! True Spirit Great Emperor!? Wasn't he already fallen in the Xuanhuang Heavenly Abyss? How could this artifact still be passed down?!"
The Heavenly Dao Great Emperor exclaimed, his tone filled with disbelief and horror.
He finally realized that the handsome yet ruthless young man before him was none other than the Divine Son of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Ye!
"You..."
"It's him..."
He tried to speak further, but under the devouring power of the soul refining pot, he was torn apart by the Divine Soul Law, eventually dissipating into green smoke!
Before his demise, he forcefully imprinted a wisp of his remnant Qi into Ye Qingyun's Sea of Consciousness, like a stream of glowing light flowing upstream, silently leaving a mark. It was like a protective talisman, causing Ye Qingyun's Primordial Spirit to tremble slightly.
"Ugh..."
Ye Qingyun's brows furrowed slightly, and he let out a low groan. His aura was still weak, but he finally slowly opened his eyes.
He didn't know what exactly had happened before him.
He only felt as if Divine Power was being poured into his body, and his Soul felt as if it had been washed by a warm spring.
In his originally chaotic Sea of Consciousness, there was now an inexplicable glimmer of light, as if some esteemed expert had quietly lit a remnant candle deep within his Soul.
The sky grew dim, and the Void Realm was silent.
However, the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to have been drained, carrying an extremely oppressive silence.
"Ye Qingyun, you're awake..."
A voice, carrying a hint of a smile, came from not far away. It was faint and familiar, yet it also carried an indescribable chill.
Ye Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look.
He saw "Su Yun" in white robes standing with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, as if in a past tavern conversation, but his gaze was as cold as frost and snow.
His brows furrowed tightly, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.
Where was this?
Why was his Qi and Blood in disarray, and his Sea of Consciousness felt as if it had suffered a heavy blow?
Why was the surrounding Heaven And Earth Spiritual Essence so eerily silent?
"So it's Brother Su..."
He struggled to get up, forcing a smile, but he couldn't hide the caution and doubt in his eyes: "I was being hunted earlier and accidentally fell into this place. I wonder what happened just now...?"
His voice was weak, but his words subtly carried a hint of probing.
Jiang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Without another word, he suddenly raised his right hand!
Divine Radiance surged from his fingertips, and a vast, immaculate golden light, as brilliant as the sun, suddenly bloomed from his finger!
Radiant Divine King Finger!
This finger strike, without mercy or pretense, descended with a sudden roar, aiming directly for Ye Qingyun's brow!
"You!"
Ye Qingyun's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with surging horror.
He had already harbored suspicions about this "Brother Su."
But he still held a sliver of hope, wanting to bluff his way through and buy himself a chance to live.
Who would have thought that the other party wouldn't even bother to act anymore!
That divine finger was brilliant and all-encompassing, carrying an irresistible momentum. As it pressed down, it was as if the entire sky had collapsed!
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingyun, almost instinctively, summoned the azure Dao talisman that the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor had bestowed upon him before his departure.
"Boom!"
Azure light burst forth, the Dao talisman activated, and profound Heavenly Dao runes appeared. An azure light shield instantly rose, forcefully blocking that divine radiance!
In a flash, the two Divine Powers fiercely clashed, the Void Realm cracking inch by inch like a torn curtain, myriad Daos vibrated, and the immortal liquid surged.
Ye Qingyun grunted, his body rapidly retreating, his face as pale as paper, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.
He forcefully mobilized his Divine Soul, activating the runes. Although he blocked that finger, the azure Dao talisman also shattered inch by inch at this moment, dissipating into specks of light rain.
"Cough..."
"Cough cough..."
He stumbled a few steps, finally unable to support himself any longer.
His knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, his Qi and Blood churning, his Sea of Consciousness turbulent, and the roots of his Dao were so shaken they were on the verge of breaking!
At that moment, he almost felt his Soul was about to be scattered.
Life and death were at the other party's whim.
And Jiang Ye, with a calm expression, slowly walked forward.
His gaze was indifferent, as if looking at a dying ant.
His steps were steady, each one treading upon Ye Qingyun's Soul, bringing an irresistible pressure.
Destiny, fortune, Divine Soul, Bloodline... under this absolute crushing power, everything seemed to lose its meaning.
Ye Qingyun raised his head, blood trickling from his mouth, but he suddenly smiled.
That smile carried no anger, no resentment, no shouts or roars, no towering hatred, only a sense of calm and indifference.
Like an old man in a mountain village watching clouds unfurl and gather, like an autumn breeze sweeping across water, leaving no ripples in the heart of the waves.
He looked at the person before him and softly said, "You are... Jiang Ye."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye's body paused slightly, and the curve of his mouth deepened a bit, but he did not answer.
Ye Qingyun's eyes, however, already understood.
All of Jiang Ye's disguises, all of his schemes, ended here.
"Heh heh..."
Ye Qingyun let out two low laughs, his smile bitter, yet also tinged with reminiscence.
"In the end, I still couldn't escape your grasp."
"However, Brother Jiang..."
He looked directly into those cold eyes, his gaze calm, with a hint of seriousness:
"Living like this, can you be at peace with yourself?"
As his voice fell.
The wind stilled, the clouds rested, and Heaven And Earth seemed to pause at that moment.
Jiang Ye's eyes moved slightly, but his expression quickly returned to coldness, as if that hint of wavering had never existed.
Jiang Ye's eyes flickered, and the figures of his parents flashed through his mind, along with the silent yet watchful Jiang Clan Ancestors.
He did not waver; instead, he revealed a faint smile, a smile that held a hint of composure and pride.
He softly uttered two words: "Naturally!"
As his voice fell, light condensed at Jiang Ye's fingertip, forming a brilliant white ray that instantly pierced through Ye Qingyun's brow.
Puff!
Blood splattered like flowers, and Ye Qingyun's Divine Soul was annihilated.
His body swayed, then slowly fell to the ground.
His eyes were open, and the smile on his face had not yet faded.