Immortal Dragon Soul, Dragon Clan Burial Ground

After the Hong Yuan Primordial Spirit appeared, its first act was not actually to attack Liu Yi.

A chain with a meat hook extended from beneath its robes, stretching toward infinity as though it intended to do something. At the same time, she released countless instruments of torture to attack Liu Yi, drawing everyone's attention. Moreover, the Five Elements of the Primordial was itself a force that turned order into disorder, exceptionally adept at unraveling spiritual consciousness. For a time, no one noticed it.

Then, that overlooked chain dragged over a "galaxy."

Yes, it was a vast spiral resembling a true celestial river. Twelve "spiral arms" stood in central symmetry, while the "galactic core" was an immense radiance too dazzling to behold directly. Layer upon layer of spiritual light intertwined and overlapped like stacked nebulae, so magnificent that words could not do it justice.

This miniature "galaxy" was nearly three hundred zhang across, spanning the heavens. An enormous amount of spiritual power, enough to tear apart low-level cultivators, surged along the spiral into that dazzling core, then erupted outward in a direction perpendicular to the plane of the spiral arms, its trajectory like the gravitational well of the galactic core's source of gravity.

Hong Yuan's Divine Body stood beside it, yet it was not the least bit inferior. That Divine Body and that "galaxy" reflected one another, truly dreamlike and fantastical.

Yue Luo Liuli's dazed voice entered Wang Qi's mind. "What... that's impossible... It's actually an Immortal Dragon Soul..."

"Immortal... Dragon Soul? Dragon? Soul?" Wang Qi pointed at the galaxy-like thing. "You call that thing a Dragon Soul? Are you joking? Your Dragon Clan's souls look like that?"

Generally speaking, the souls of untrained living beings were simply ordinary "fields." To those with spiritual consciousness, they resembled clouds of mist.