"If you insist on seeking death, then this old man shall grant your wish!"
High in the sky, the colossal face twisted and churned violently. From its vast, boundless mouth, an enormous Soul Power storm suddenly erupted, sweeping across heaven and earth. The storm spun and compressed madly, forming an incomparably sharp giant soul drill that shot toward Xiao Xuan with a terrifying force capable of crushing everything.
Facing the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb's brazen strike, Xiao Xuan remained calm, steadily walking step by step toward the gigantic face in the sky.
The seemingly overwhelming soul storm passed straight through his body the instant it touched him, as though it were merely an illusory wisp of cloud, unable to harm him in the slightest.
After reaching the space beneath the giant face without obstruction, clusters of strange, brilliant Soul Fire abruptly rose around Xiao Xuan's body, slowly spreading from every pore. He was actually burning the remnants of his own Soul Origin!
"Hand over your Soul Origin to this old man!"
The Soul Fire blazed fiercely, yet the smile on Xiao Xuan's face grew ever more wild and uninhibited. His voice rang throughout the entire Heavenly Tomb space.
"Soul Self-Combustion? Xiao Xuan, have you gone mad?!"
Seeing the strange Soul Fire surging around Xiao Xuan, the colossal face in the sky suddenly displayed intense shock. Its voice turned shrill and piercing, almost hysterical. "You actually chose Soul Self-Combustion! Doing this will cause your soul to utterly scatter and vanish forever from this world!"
"So this is... Soul Self-Combustion? And Soul Self-Combustion at the Emperor Realm level. Its power truly is terrifying beyond measure."
Xiao Ling's expression below also turned solemn.
As an alchemist, he naturally understood what Soul Self-Combustion meant. It was a forbidden technique akin to mutual destruction,