Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Even in his slumber, Mo Ze instinctively countered the attempt to devour his divine soul and possess his body. The dormant energy of the Green Dragon coiled around him, now tightly binding the divine soul of the Firmant Monarch.
However, the presence of the Black Lotus’ mark within the Firmant Monarch’s divine soul complicated matters.
Though she had entered, this was Mo Ze’s sea of consciousness. She could not act to destroy the Firmant Monarch’s soul for him, lest she also wound Mo Ze’s own soul and sea of consciousness. At this mont, only Mo Ze himself could annihilate the Firmant Monarch.
"Feng Jiu! Once I possess him, we’ll see how you dare to be so arrogant! Hahahaha..." A face brimming with malevolence erged, its vicious, cruel laughter echoing through the sea of consciousness.
Feng Jiu stood motionless, watching him silently. A faint curve touched her lips as she replied, "Is that so? Do you think possessing him will be so easy? Even now, while he sleeps, he still holds you captive. Do you truly believe you have a chance?"
Her voice grew soft and detached as she continued unhurriedly, "You may be hiding here, but your descendants won’t be so fortunate. With my current power and abilities, Feng Jiu, they’ll fall into my hands even if they flee to the ends of the earth. Tell , how should I kill them then?"
"Skinning them alive? Grinding their bones to dust? Or perhaps annihilating their very souls? Condemning them to eternal tornt?" Her voice drifted softly, yet the chill and murderous intent within it were so terrifying they sent shivers down one’s spine.
"Reduced to such a state, tell —would they thank you? Or would they curse you?"
Her voice drifted out, faint and eerie, like a demonic chant that unsettled his mind. His soul grew unstable, and he scread wildly: "Shut up! Stop talking! Stop it! Ah!"
His mind in turmoil, his soul grew even more unstable, its aura weakening by the mont.
"No!"
The fading of his soul made him cry out in terror. He felt the dragon energy of the Green Dragon binding him like an unbreakable rope, leaving him no chance to struggle. Moreover, the power of the slumbering Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s soul was so overwhelming that the soul attempting to devour him was being slowly consud by it instead.
This realization filled him with terror from the depths of his being: "No! I will succeed! I will succeed! Arghhhhhhhhhhhh!"
His furious shouts, thick with resentnt and malevolence, intensified the black lotus energy surging through him. In that instant, his soul power, the black lotus energy, and the Green Dragon energy within Mo Ze erupted simultaneously, filling the entire sea of consciousness. Startled, Feng Jiu spun away, instantly exiting the sea of consciousness.
"Pfft!"
The mont she exited Mo Ze’s sea of consciousness, she stumbled backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Hearing the commotion inside the room, Du Fan and the others guarding the door outside were startled. They quickly pushed open the door and rushed in: "Master!"
Entering the room, they found Feng Jiu leaning on the table with one hand while wiping blood from the corner of her mouth with the other. They hurriedly helped her sit down. "Master, how are you?"
"I’m fine." Feng Jiu shook her head, motioning for them to step back. Rising to her feet, she gathered a surge of Blue Lotus energy in her hands, enveloping Mo Ze on the bed and sealing off the Black Lotus energy entirely.
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