As he cast the spell, Ke Hei wore a grave expression, tinged with nervousness.
The Jia Wood World-Suppressing Scripture was the imperial clan's treasured divine scripture. Gaining or losing it was the difference between heaven and earth.
The Soul-Searching Technique straddled righteousness and evil. He rarely used it, and his execution was rusty; he had no idea whether he would succeed.
A moment later, the Netherworld descended. Fierce winds surged, withered yellow leaves shot skyward, and a thread of a vengeful soul gradually took shape.
"It worked!" Ke Hei's face paled slightly. Using the Soul-Searching Technique exacted an enormous toll, consuming his soul power. Yet the instant he saw the wronged soul take shape, delight still filled him.
Then Ke Hei steadied his mind. His mental power surged like an ocean, bearing down on Chang Long as he attempted to invade his soul and plunder his memories.
Yet within mere breaths, Ke Hei shuddered all over. A chill ran down his spine, and he abruptly staggered backward.
Azure Radiance burst apart, and the technique broke off.
"No good! Chang Long's resentment runs too deep. I can't subdue him!"
The withered leaves filling the sky shattered. Disappointment covered Ke Hei's face as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shook his head lightly.
"Thanks for the effort. I'll try it myself!"
Xiao Chen stepped forward and gently patted Ke Hei's shoulder in consolation. With no other choice, he prepared to expend his own soul power and take over.
Qiongqi had taught him the Soul-Searching Technique as well.
Yet just as he was about to cast the spell, the gray shrine that had remained dim, inscribed upon his dantian, suddenly lit up, erupting with five-colored divine radiance.
Within the void, Heaven and Earth Destiny stirred. At the spot where Chang