Feng Menglan the Frightening

The Immortal Soul within the Soul Tower had lost its previous arrogance. It even sounded somewhat humble, though it did not make it too obvious.

Clearly, it still could not let go of the dignity of being an "Immortal."

"Inheritance?"

Wang Xian smiled.

Did he lack inheritances?

Of the Nine Heavenly Books, he had already obtained the Time-Space, Stars, Dreamscape, Chaos, and Soul Heavenly Books. The Life and Death Heavenly Books were also practically within reach.

With those Heavenly Books, how could he possibly care about the inheritance the Immortal Soul spoke of?

Besides, if that Immortal Soul's inheritance had truly been so powerful, why had it fallen in the first place? Why had it needed to possess someone else to be reborn?

"What are you laughing at? I am an Immortal! My inheritance can allow you to become an Immortal!"

The Immortal Soul sensed Wang Xian's Taunt and disdain, and once again flew into a rage.

"An Immortal is nothing. If I want to become one, I naturally can. As for you, just stay obediently in the Soul Tower!"

Wang Xian turned and walked toward the enormous blade of grass not far away. The Immortal Soul had been suppressed, so it was time to release Feng Zhen.

Confinement runes were carved upon the giant blade of grass. Those runes were what had trapped Feng Zhen inside it and prevented his voice from carrying out.

After studying them briefly, Wang Xian failed to understand the runes, so he chose the simplest and most violent method.

Wang Xian summoned the Soul Tower and directly used it to grind away the runes.

Perhaps because the runes had been carved by the Immortal Soul using soul power, the Soul Tower's effect was exceptionally good.

Once the runes on the grass were erased by