"Humph!"
"Still refusing to give up!"
Lin Changqing looked at the golden light and gave a soft snort.
It was just a remnant soul. What tricks could it possibly pull?
This Ghost Face Spider thought just like the Golden Condor had once thought: Lin Changqing might have powerful methods, but he was only an early-stage Golden Immortal.
His soul had to be fragile!
This was the perfect moment to catch him off guard and possess him. Even if possession failed, it could still take him down with it!
But faced with the unexpected attack of a remnant soul at the Golden Immortal peak, Lin Changqing was entirely unafraid.
For one thing, there was an image of the Divine Demon guarding his sea of consciousness. It was powerful enough to stand up to Pangu's pressure on Buzhou Mountain!
And Lin Changqing himself had tempered his soul several times, so it was already quite strong.
On top of that, the Chaos Furnace refined everything, even souls.
That golden glimmer was nothing compared to the Golden Condor's soul.
The Ghost Face Spider had died by self-destruction, and its soul was already incomplete.
And Lin Changqing was no longer as unprepared as he had been back then.
Now the golden light was enveloped by the Chaos Furnace, whose refining power surged toward it, refining all things!
In an instant, the world was filled with blood energy, and countless streams of energy surged into Lin Changqing once more.
With the blood and vital energy from the Ghost Face Spider's self-destruction, along with the scattered blood energy Lin Changqing had absorbed earlier,
three quarters of the three thousand six hundred acupoints throughout Lin Changqing's body—more than two thousand seven hundred images of the Divine Demon—had now attained Golden Immortal strength.
Lin Changqing's power advanced another step.