The instant the Four-colored Innate Soul Light erupting from Ye Zhen's palm touched the Wooden Tablet, Ye Zhen immediately sensed an immensely powerful Soul Power flash out from within it and slam into his Four-colored Innate Soul Light.
At that moment, even Leng Kang, whom Ye Zhen had only just taken in as a Martial Slave, became exceedingly tense. "Master, be careful!"
It was not that Leng Kang was lowly. Once Ye Zhen had made him a Martial Slave, Leng Kang's life had become completely tied to Ye Zhen's. If Ye Zhen lived, Leng Kang would be fine. But if Ye Zhen died, no matter how he died, Leng Kang, as his Martial Slave, would certainly die as well.
That was why Leng Kang was so terribly nervous right now.
However, Leng Kang had still underestimated Ye Zhen's Soul Power.
A sharp blade could easily split more than a dozen wooden boards, yet that very same blade, held by the same person, could not even cleave through a single iron plate.
At this moment, Leng Kang's Soul Power was the wooden boards, while Ye Zhen's Four-colored Innate Soul Light was the iron plate.
The immensely powerful Soul Power that had nearly taken Leng Kang's life and grievously wounded him in that earlier strike rapidly dissolved before Ye Zhen's Four-colored Innate Soul Light.
Yet, in his Clear Heart Sword Intent state, Ye Zhen's Soul Power sensed that the Soul Power just consumed within the Wooden Tablet was strangely recovering at a rapid pace.
Combined with the Soul Power barrier outside Tongling Hall that he had discovered before entering, this was easy to explain.
There was an exceedingly rare Soul Power formation here. Otherwise, the Soul Power consumed within this Wooden Tablet could not possibly recover so quickly.
Having realized this, Ye