The Asura Falls

Xiugu You's Primordial Spirit also had his face greatly changed. "The Soul Lamp uses a cultivator's Primordial Spirit as fuel. It can eternally stabilize the divine soul and strengthen spiritual sense. You... you want to refine us?"

Yeming's Primordial Spirit turned deathly pale. "Li Chengjie! You're insane! You're a Yang Cultivator, yet you're using Yin Cultivators' Primordial Spirits to refine. You'll be tainted with Yin Soul Qi, have your mind corroded, and fall into becoming an evil demon!"

Li Chengjie paid them no heed. He held the Soul Lamp in his palm, lifted the lamp cover, and the three Primordial Spirits were sucked into the lamp one by one.

Mo Panchen's Primordial Spirit rammed left and right inside the Soul Lamp, but he could not break through its restraints. He shouted in a hoarse voice, "Li Chengjie! Let me go! I'll agree to anything! I'm willing to submit! I'm willing to be your ox and horse! Let me go!"

Xiugu You's Primordial Spirit also shouted hoarsely, "Li Chengjie! Kill me! Give me a clean end! Don't refine me with the Soul Lamp! I've cultivated for thousands of years. I don't want my body and soul annihilated!"

Yeming's Primordial Spirit gritted his teeth and said, "Li Chengjie! Let me go! I swear I will never be your enemy again! I promise I'll return to the Netherworld and never come back to the Yang Realm! Let me go!"

Li Chengjie turned a deaf ear. His hands formed seals, activating the Soul Lamp. Within the Soul Lamp, the flame on the lamp wick suddenly ignited, and ghostly blue flames wrapped around the three Primordial Spirits.

The three men screamed, their voices shrill as they echoed through the stone room.

"Ah—! Li Chengjie! You'll die a horrible death!" Mo Panchen's Primordial Spirit struggled in