At his peak, he had stood at the realm of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. Even having fallen to his current state, he was not someone a mere Golden Immortal cultivator could contend with.
There was not the slightest aura around Ye Lin, and he could not discern Ye Lin's precise cultivation.
But that did not matter. He naturally knew that the person before him was at the Golden Immortal realm.
"Let you out? Sure. Wait there—I'll let you out right now."
Ye Lin gave the dragon soul a mysterious smile. Before it could react, he struck out and seized the dragon soul in one grab.
The next instant, Ye Lin absorbed the dragon soul completely.
After doing all this, Ye Lin summoned the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar, which hovered above his head. The jar suddenly erupted with a brilliant blood-red radiance that enveloped Ye Lin.
The Human Emperor Sword began to tremble as well, countless streams of golden light shooting into Ye Lin's brow.
Even the Emperor Sword rose to hover before Ye Lin. Three great Dao artifacts protected him—this was Ye Lin's true foundation.
Ye Lin sat cross-legged atop the dragon's head, his eyes tightly shut.
Within Ye Lin's sea of consciousness.
The dragon soul, which had been suppressed for so long, was completely caught off guard by Ye Lin's move. By the time it reacted, it had already arrived in an unfamiliar place.
"This is... a sea of consciousness?"
Upon realizing where it was, the dragon soul's face filled with delight, and it could not help letting out a long howl.
It had thought it had encountered a formidable opponent, but it had actually run into a fool.
Taking it into his own sea of consciousness—if that was not foolish, what was?
This way, it could possess this