Coming to Seek Guidance

Si Qianjun's expression had already said it all.

He hurriedly reached out and grabbed Lin Shuguang's wrist. A surge of energy probed downward, but the instant it entered his body, it was shredded by a strange iron chain radiating a dark, sinister aura.

"Soul Devouring Lock!"

Si Qianjun released his hand, his expression shifting as he stared at Lin Shuguang.

"Rumor has it that the Soul Devouring Lock is a long-lost evil Soul Weapon. It can bind souls, destroy souls, and devour souls, causing tremendous harm to the soul—even the Destined Soul. It's just that most of the records concerning the Soul Devouring Lock have long since become vague and incomplete... This Divine Temple!"

Besides being shocked, he was also rather furious that the Divine Temple's Divine Envoy had attacked Lin Shuguang.

"Mine is only a replica." Lin Shuguang softly tried to reassure him.

Si Qianjun shook his head without speaking. After a moment of silence, he looked over. "How do you feel right now? Can you still circulate your cultivation technique?"

Lin Shuguang paused his circulation for a moment. "The technique is indeed somewhat obstructed, but the impact isn't significant. It's just that my Destined Soul..."

As he spoke, he tried to summon the Slaughter Blade.

The void before him trembled. A streak of ghostly light burst open, and the blade, shackled by black iron chains, slowly emerged.

The Slaughter Blade failed to be summoned fully, forcibly dragged back by the Soul Devouring Lock.

Si Qianjun's gaze darkened slightly. "It seems this replica has indeed placed quite a few restrictions on your strength."

Just then, several directors from other bureaus arrived at the hospital room. Seeing Lin Shuguang fail to summon his Destined Soul, they all stopped in their tracks and exchanged glances. They set down the fruit baskets