Four-colored Innate Soul Light

Ye Zhen used his Soul Power to crack open a tiny fissure in the Black Soul Spirit Fruit. With extreme care, he guided into his body a strand of Black Soul Spirit Fruit liquid, thinner than a hair—a materialized blend of all kinds of Negative Energy and Innate Soul Light, like black juice.

Yet the instant that tiny strand of Black Soul Spirit Liquid entered his body, Ye Zhen shuddered violently. His entire body, his five viscera and six bowels, felt as though they had plunged into an ice cellar.

Even his Innate Soul, wrapped layer upon layer in Innate Soul Light within his body, felt a chill.

That strand of Black Soul Spirit Liquid flowing through the meridians of his right hand was like a segment of flowing ice marrow. Wherever it passed, the area felt frozen stiff.

Before the various negative auras within it even reached his Soul Sea, they were already affecting Ye Zhen through the aura they gave off, causing his blood and qi to churn and his mind to waver.

Ye Zhen's eyes flew wide open. A strand of Spiritual Sense crashed into the First Sword Meridian, instantly sending him into a state of Clear Heart Sword Intent. Only then was the effect of those Negative Energies on Ye Zhen reduced by more than half.

Drawn by Ye Zhen's Innate Soul Light, that strand of Black Soul Spirit Liquid reached the Mirage Dragon Pearl near his chest in almost no time.

The moment that strand of Black Soul Spirit Liquid reached his chest, Ye Zhen felt even his heartbeat slow several beats under that sinister chill.

With a thought, Ye Zhen sent that strand of Black Soul Spirit Liquid into the Mirage Dragon Pearl in his chest. But at that very moment, his expression changed