Profound arts probed the workings of creation.
Perfect Truth, Perfect Truth Demon.
Boundless profound light erupted from the end of the heavenly abyss.
A gray-blue lotus descended through the void.
It was a Dao flower.
Yet upon closer inspection, it did not resemble a Dao Lord's condensation at all. Rather, it looked like a swaying Great Dao.
Deep within the Great Dao, a divine weapon hidden from sight protected a divine soul.
The divine weapon, the Earth Soul Soul-Calming Bell, was like the lotus's core.
The divine soul seated beneath the divine weapon had clearly lost all spirit.
Not a trace of awareness flickered in his eyes.
Just as the Jade family's First Ancestor had said, he was already dead.
The appearance of Ouyang Quxian's divine soul made the cultivators who had been watching rapidly retreat, each raising their own methods.
They had no idea how this Dao Lord had died.
There had only been four Dao Lords dragging decayed bodies before. The three before them were still alive and kicking.
How had another one died?
Little did they know that Ouyang Quxian had long died in the Eastern Wasteland.
By coincidence, although Ouyang Quxian had once wielded the Soul Banner, his strength as a Dao Lord had been formidable.
When Jade Tiandi had suppressed and killed him within the Jade family's territory, he had torn open the void and fled. Since Tu Shan Jun's cultivation had been inferior and he could not recall the divine soul, it had been left to drift away.
Now that the Ghost King's strength was sufficient, a shake of the Soul Banner immediately summoned him back.
Unfortunately, not a trace of awareness remained.
A blue-white ghost hand snatched up the divine weapon bell and tossed it to Wu Rong.
As Ouyang Quxian's divine soul