Tai He Compromises

Hearing this, Tai He's figure paused slightly, as though he could hardly believe what he had heard.

He truly had not expected that the other party, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, would surrender without a fight.

Alarmed and suspicious, Tai He could not help withdrawing some of his spiritual power.

"Is the Asura Sect truly willing to submit to the Nine Palaces Sect?"

His voice transmission had barely sounded in Song Wen's mind.

At the same time, the poisonous mist and Killing Intent crashed together with a thunderous boom.

As Tai He held back his power, the Origin-Returning Sha Qi was barely able to contend evenly with the poisonous mist.

The two continually collided in midair, producing deafening rumbles and waves of heart-palpitating spiritual energy that made the entire sky tremble.

"Not a single word is false," Song Wen replied through voice transmission.

"How am I supposed to trust you?" Tai He asked.

"I can allow you to leave a spiritual-sense mark within my soul," Song Wen replied through voice transmission.

"You are also a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Though you are only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, given enough time, you can erase any mark I leave behind. A mere spiritual-sense mark cannot restrain you. Unless you allow me to plant a Soul-Locking Seal in your sea of consciousness," Tai He said through voice transmission.

"Wishful thinking." A vicious gleam burst from Song Wen's eyes. "Tai He, do not think I truly fear you."

As soon as he spoke, Song Wen turned into an afterimage and lunged straight at Tai He.

"Hmph! You are courting death."

Tai He roared, and the sickly green poisonous mist instantly became violent.

In an instant, the Origin-Returning Sha Qi was driven back step by step, battered into scattered fragments by the poisonous mist.

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