Chapter 936: The Soul Begins

"Junior brother, can Blood Years really help people become gods?" Zhou Siyi asked as he looked at Blood Years.

Song Wen said, "Mo Yexue and Lan Chen have both ascended to the upper realms, how could it be false?"

Zhou Siyi said, "The Beastmaster Sect has kept Blood Years for so many years, but they don't know its true purpose. It's really funny. Junior brother, when do you plan to achieve the transformation of gods?"

Song Wen said, "I have just broken through to the peak of the Nascent Soul, so it is not appropriate to rush for success at this time. I plan to practice meditation for a while before trying again."

Song Wen's current cultivation level has reached the limit.

However, he needs time to continue to temper his magic power. In addition, he also needs to adjust his mentality.

Song Wen is only 321 years old this year, and his life span is long, so he does not need to rush to achieve the transformation of gods.

In the following days, Song Wen sometimes retreated to hone his magic power, and sometimes traveled around.

His footprints were left everywhere in Tianyuan Continent and the Sea of ​​Disorder.

When passing through Paradise City, he met Li Yue by chance. I don't know what kind of mentality she had, but she tried to seduce Song Wen in every possible way.

Li Yue, a middle-aged woman, has a unique charm, but Song Wen is not interested.

However, she actually attracted dozens of beautiful disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

It is hard to refuse such kindness!

In addition, Song Wen, as the first cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation, should be a good helper.

Therefore, Song Wen practiced in the Paradise City for three months and experienced the joy of "the king does not come to the court early".

Ten years later.

Song Wen, who felt that there was no fun in this world, appeared in the cave where Xue Sui was imprisoned again.

"Xu Geng, I want to become a god, how many flesh bodies do I need from this immortal blood in front of me?" Song Wen said to Xu Geng in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Wen opened his sea of ​​consciousness, allowing Xu Geng to sense the situation outside.

Xu Geng's spiritual consciousness probed out, sensed it, and replied.

"Forty percent is enough!"

Song Wen performed the "Twelve Corpses Formation" and condensed the phantom of a giant corpse.

The giant corpse phantom held a huge guillotine and slashed at Xue Sui.

Compared with the Xue Sui of the Beast Taming Sect, this Xue Sui was much smaller and much weaker, and its skin's defense was far inferior.

Moreover, Song Wen's cultivation level had improved, and the power of the "Twelve Corpse Formation" had also increased a lot.

Without much effort, Song Wen split Xue Sui in half.

To be on the safe side, Song Wen cut off half of Xue Sui's body.

When Song Wen returned to the cave with half of Xue Sui's body, he was in trouble.

The stone door of the cave was too small, and Xue Sui's body could not enter.

Helplessly, Song Wen had to widen the entrance of the cave.

After entering the cave, Song Wen used some rocks to block the entrance, and then opened the formation restriction, so that outsiders could no longer peek into his cave.

Looking at Xue Sui's body, Song Wen suddenly felt curious: Can he devour Xue Sui's blood essence?

Or, is there any blood essence in Xue Sui's body?

After all, according to Xu Geng, the blood of the fallen immortal is not a living thing, but a creature between a living thing and a spiritual plant.

After thinking for a moment, Song Wen decided to cut off one of Xue Sui's tentacles and try it.

Song Wen activated the "Immortal True Corpse Transformation" and transformed into a three-meter giant corpse. With the strength of carrying a mountain, he tore off a tentacle.

Then, Song Wen stretched out his right hand and pressed on the broken tentacle.

Song Wen activated the devouring power of his body, and in an instant, the tentacle shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, a stream of heat flowed into Song Wen's body.

The blood essence devoured from the tentacles was extremely strange, containing a very special breath, which was both ethereal and extraordinary, and chaotic and corrupted.

This breath directly rushed to Song Wen's sea of ​​consciousness and merged into Song Wen's soul.

Song Wen quickly let go of the tentacles, not daring to continue swallowing the essence and blood, fearing that it would cause irreversible consequences to his soul.

"Ji Yin, what happened to you?" Xu Geng was already in Song Wen's sea of ​​consciousness, so he naturally noticed the existence of that breath.

Song Wen did not answer Xu Geng's question, but asked back.

"Is this breath the 'Xuan Ling Qi' you mentioned?"

Xu Geng said, "No! Xuan Ling Qi is the pure essence of heaven and earth, how could it be so chaotic?"

"Then do you know what this breath is?" Song Wen asked.

Xu Geng said, "I don't know. However, this breath is far more magical than Xuan Ling Qi, and it should also help your three souls merge. However, it may cause some unknown changes in your soul."

Song Wen no longer paid attention to Xu Geng, and he focused on his body and soul.

After repeated introspection, he found that the little essence and blood he had just swallowed did not cause any effect on him.

Song Wen was relieved and his eyes fell on the tentacles in front of him.

For safety reasons, Song Wen decided not to directly devour Xue Sui's blood. If Xue Sui's blood contaminated his body and soul and turned him into a monster similar to Xue Sui, it would be too late to regret.

Song Wen began to practice the "Corpse King Reincarnation Art" and, according to the method provided by Xu Geng to refine the blood of the immortal, he injected a series of magic formulas into Xue Sui's body.

Song Wen's magic power contained the characteristics of life and death at the same time, which allowed his magic power to directly refine the blood of the immortal without the need to rely on "Xuan Qi" like Lan Chen and others.

Xue Sui's body was suspended in the air and began to rotate slowly as the magic formulas were injected.

Suddenly, a wisp of clear and pure breath escaped from Xue Sui's body. It was the "Xuan Ling Qi" mentioned by Xu Geng.

With the first wisp of Xuan Ling Qi, the subsequent refining was much easier.

The mysterious spirit was constantly being refined, like strands of silk, constantly entering Song Wen's sea of ​​consciousness and merging into Song Wen's soul.

Song Wen's soul began to undergo subtle changes.

The three souls that were originally scattered - the soul of heaven, the soul of earth, and the soul of life, were nourished by the mysterious spirit. The three souls seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually approaching and intersecting each other. In this process, there was no violent conflict or painful struggle, but spring rain moistened things silently.

Song Wen could clearly feel that his soul was undergoing an unprecedented transformation, as if he was breaking free from some kind of shackles imposed on his soul by heaven and earth.

At some point, the three souls merged into one, and the Yuanshen was formed.

Like the first ray of light at dawn, it shone into Song Wen's spiritual world. He suddenly felt that his cognition of the world and all things became clearer.

His perception range expanded rapidly, and even the slightest movement four thousand miles away could be clearly reflected in his heart.

The Yuanshen was formed, and the next thing was much simpler.

Song Wen's body, like a land that had been dry for a long time and finally received a good rain, began to devour the spiritual energy around it crazily.

Every inch of skin, every muscle, every bone seemed to open its greedy mouth, absorbing the essence of the world and transforming it into nutrients for its own growth.

The spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles was attracted by an invisible force and surged towards Corpse Demon Mountain.

The cultivators near Corpse Demon Mountain all felt the surging spiritual energy; a great pressure came, pressing down on them like a mountain.