Fierce Battle in the Sea of Consciousness

As a Law Treasure, the Myriad Filth Tainted Blood is unaffected by illusions. Liu Qingqing secretly attached herself to Si Ming, providing him with real information from his five senses, thus turning the tables and driving the Moon Devil King into a desperate situation.

Neither of his two strongest abilities could be used to their full potential, so it's no wonder that the Moon Devil King was easily defeated by Si Ming. What's worse, if they were fighting elsewhere, even if they couldn't win, they would have had a chance to escape. But now, trapped inside the Corpse Kun's belly, he had nowhere to run. He was truly tricked to death by the Son of the Dragon Devil.

"I'm a magnanimous person, I can give you a little time to say your last words," Si Ming.

The Moon Devil King raised his head and slowly said, "Do you know why they could only seal me away, but not..."

Boom!

Si Ming unleashed a punch, blasting the Moon Devil King into a shower of blood and gore.

Your last words were too long.

However, the other party did not die unjustly as he had expected. A huge black aura surged out from the Moon Devil King's corpse, emanating a strong negative energy.

Si Ming was prepared. He formed a sword with his right hand, gathering the Evil-Slaying Sword Intent, ready to kill it in one fell swoop. Right there, the Corpse Kun was attacked most fiercely, its body churning violently and generating the most intense shock.

Si Ming hesitated for a moment, and the black energy immediately bypassed him and rushed towards Yuezheng Yao.

"Be careful, this guy might be trying to possess someone!" Si Ming shouted a warning.

Yuezheng Yao quickly activated the No-Void Sound Barrier, squeezing out the little remaining True Qi in her body, causing the air around her body to swirl like a reverse vortex.

The black energy collided with it but failed to break through, so it changed direction without hesitation and pounced on Wan Ziling.

Chapter 593 Fierce Battle in the Sea of Consciousness

Exhausted, Wan Ziling was powerless to stop the black energy. She was invaded by the black energy as soon as they met, and then demonic patterns appeared on her body, exuding an indescribable dark and mysterious aura.

Liu Qingqing's true form first showed a pained expression, covering her face with her hands and bending over, trembling incessantly, with wisps of Devil Qi continuously emanating from her body.

A moment later, the trembling stopped, and "Liu Qingqing" straightened up, a smug smile on her face, "Hmph, I told you, they couldn't kill me before, they could only seal me away, because I can constantly inhabit other bodies and be reborn."

Upon seeing this, Si Ming frowned inwardly. The enemy had taken Liu Qingqing's body, making him hesitant to act. Fortunately, Liu Qingqing's soul was currently attached to Myriad Filth Tainted Blood, so it was not in danger of being invaded by the enemy and could still retain its self-awareness. As long as he could regain her body, everything would be restored.

But the question remains: how do we reclaim our physical bodies?

By directly returning Liu Qingqing's soul, could she, with no prior experience in this area, possibly outmaneuver the Great Devil King had been doing this for many years?

Just as she hesitated, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Liu Qingqing's face. "Who are you? Why are you in this body?"

Then her expression changed abruptly, transforming into Wan Ziling's stern demeanor, and she shouted, "This is my territory, get out!"

Then he transformed into the Moon Devil King, his face full of doubt. "Could it be the original owner's consciousness? Impossible, after I possessed this body, the original owner's soul was also parasitized by me, so why are you unaffected... Right! When I invaded, I didn't seem to sense the original owner's soul. Could it be that you are not the owner of this body, but also an intruder like me?"

"Shut up! I have permission from the owner; I'm a legal resident. You trespasser, get out!"

"Hmph, just a mere remnant soul, a wretched creature clinging to life. Even if you've managed to escape this calamity and haven't been parasitized by me, what can you do to me? Just obediently become my food."

Liu Qingqing was talking to herself in place, constantly shifting control of her body. To an unsuspecting person, she might be mistaken for a person with severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) or multiple personality disorder.

Using Liu Qingqing's physical body as the battlefield, the two sides engaged in a fierce struggle. Waves of spiritual energy rippled outwards, and the battle of their souls was invisible and intangible, making it difficult for outsiders to determine who had the upper hand.

However, Si Ming did not have much confidence in Wan Ziling. If she were alive, as a Spirit Transformation, she might have been able to put up a fight, but now she was just a remnant soul, and it would be difficult for her to gain the upper hand against the Moon Devil King, who was proficient in the art of possession.

Her only two advantages were that she was more familiar with this body, had the advantage of terrain, and the fact that the Moon Devil King's soul would inevitably be injured after being killed by Si Ming.

Yuezheng Yao asked worriedly, "What should we do now?"

"How would I know? This is all martial arts fiction. Primordial Spirit invasion belongs to the cultivation genre, right? I've never even touched on that kind of knowledge."

"Didn't you practice the Six Paths Sect's Cultivation Method? Why aren't there any related methods in them?"

Si Ming said, "There is a way to kill the soul, but then Wan Ziling would not be able to escape..."

If absolutely necessary, he would have no choice but to sacrifice Wan Ziling to prevent the Moon Devil King from taking her body. However, it was impossible to tell who would win or lose at the moment. If Wan Ziling gained the upper hand, Si Ming's actions would be tantamount to firing on his own side. Besides, they had spent several days together, and it would be a lie to say that they had no feelings for each other. He was unwilling to take action until the very last moment.

Just as Si Ming hesitated, a red light flew out from his body. It was Liu Qingqing. Before he could intercept her, she had already rushed back into her physical body, clearly also going to participate in the battle for the throne of the divine soul.

Now, Si Ming could no longer make a move. Liu Qingqing had already made the decision for him. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This childhood sweetheart usually had little presence, but she always managed to play a crucial role at critical moments, just like in the war against Russia, where she turned the tide of the battle as a supporting character. She was truly ruthless and taciturn.

"One body, three souls, this has turned into a game of Dou Dizhu (a card game). Fine, I'll use my divine soul to participate too, and turn Dou Dizhu into a game of mahjong."

Although Si Ming failed to cultivate the Divine Firmament Soul Body, he had already mastered the method of Primordial Spirit projection, allowing him to wander the mortal world like Yin God. However, there were many things he was forbidden from doing, such as sunlight, Yang energy, and thunder, and there was also a time limit, meaning he could not leave his body for too long.

He then instructed Yuezheng Yao to take care of his physical body, and then sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and imagined the scene of jumping into the heavenly gate. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, his soul flew out from his spiritual platform and entered Liu Qingqing's body.

Using Secret Method to track her, Si Ming's soul quickly entered Liu Qingqing's sea of consciousness. He then witnessed the battle between the three souls. Liu Qingqing joined forces with Wan Ziling to fight against the Moon Devil King, but the former's cultivation was insufficient and the latter's soul was flawed. Even with two against one, they were still at a disadvantage, and the situation was precarious.

"Huh, there's a fourth divine soul?"

Si Ming suddenly noticed that a strange soul was entrenched in a corner of his sea of consciousness. Its cultivation was very weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, swaying precariously under the residual force of the three-way battle, and in danger of being extinguished at any moment.

"By the way, there were three drops of Myriad Filth Tainted Blood at the time. This should be the third remnant soul that possessed Qingqing, but why is her soul power so weak? Could she just be an ordinary person?"

Knowing that this was not the time to concern himself with this issue, Si Ming casually pointed a finger, separating a Soul Essence to form a lightning shield to protect the remnant soul. Then he rushed towards the Moon Devil King and joined the battle.

Within the lightning shield, the remnant soul discovered that the stinging pain that had been blowing on its body had disappeared. It raised its head in confusion, looking at the four soul bodies that were fighting fiercely, and then subconsciously focused its gaze on Si Ming.

"Thank you, big brother..."

This lingering soul was none other than a little girl who was only eight or nine years old.

Si Ming had no time to care what the person he had saved looked like. After rushing into the battlefield, he discovered that fighting in his soul form was very different from fighting in normal times.

The soul can change its form at will. You can become insects, fish, birds, beasts, flowers, trees, or even the Four Sacred Beasts and the Four Ferocious Beasts, as long as you can imagine what the other person looks like in your mind. However, only the appearance is changed, and you cannot gain Divine Ability. This is different from a dream. You can't get whatever you want.

Although they can transform, they will subconsciously revert to their original form during actual battles because it is the most natural form and does not require conscious control. If they were to transform into the form of a divine beast, it would be impressive, but it would require them to concentrate on maintaining it, and their reactions during battle would inevitably be a beat slower, which would be more harmful than helpful.