Completing the Colorless Thought Body was a difficult hurdle for a Yang Soul that had reached the Twenty-Eighth Heaven.
But given enough time, it was ultimately possible to cross it.
Yet obtaining a Saint Soul Imprint would probably require tremendous effort.
Every moment inside the pillar of light felt like lying in the magma of hell.
Being able to hold out until the first imprint appeared had already forced Ji Huandao to stake his life on it. Yet Luo Zheng had obtained these imprints with such ease, as though everything followed naturally. How could Ji Huandao possibly feel balanced?
Ji Huandao was not the only one who felt indignant. Of everyone present, not a single person could remain indifferent.
Liu Hen had even egged Luo Zheng on earlier, urging him to suffer a little. Who could have imagined that Luo Zheng would cross the soul clouds in an instant and enter the pillar of light above?
"Blazing Fire Imprint!"
"All Living Things Imprint!"
"No Fate Imprint!"
"Gathering Gui Imprint!"
"Myriad Paths Imprint!"
"Incomplete Three Imprint!"
"Earth Walking Imprint!"
"Returning Heaven Imprint!"
The first eight Saint Soul Imprints struck the surface of Luo Zheng's Saint Soul one after another.
One on his chest, one on his Dantian, two on his shoulders, one between his brows, and two around his waist.
After Luo Zheng obtained the eight Saint Soul Imprints, the Soul Pillar, which had been rising rapidly, suddenly came to a stop.
Luo Zheng still wore a look of bewilderment and asked, "What's going on...?"
"I don't know either." Primal Celestial Venerable shook his head.
Given Primal Celestial Venerable's understanding of the Other Shore, there were probably very few people who knew what he did not.
But the problem Luo Zheng had encountered had already exceeded the bounds of Primal Celestial