Soul Seizure

"Oh, Po Hun, what happened to you? Are you all right?" Yuan Tian looked at Po Hun lying on the ground. From Yuan Tian's words alone, anyone unaware of the situation might have thought this was concern and care between two good friends. But one look at Yuan Tian's expression, and he did not look like a good man at all—he was the very image of a villain. At this moment, Po Hun adhered to the principle that silence was golden and refused to answer Yuan Tian's question. It seemed he was staging a wordless protest. Was that really the case?

Of course not. How could Po Hun be that sort? He simply had no way to speak. His injuries were so severe that he could not utter a word. He could only glare viciously at Yuan Tian with his two still-intact eyes, as though he wished to kill Yuan Tian with his gaze.

Hmph, I won't give up like this. From the look of this brat, he doesn't seem inclined to spare me either. No, I need to think of something—but this body can't even move a finger right now. What a troublesome situation. Naturally, those words were merely Po Hun's thoughts, silently muttered within his heart. He was still unable to speak.

There's no other way. I can only use that move. It's a pity to abandon this body, but that brat's body is truly excellent—its potential is simply limitless! Clearly, Po Hun still had no intention of giving up the struggle. Was there not such a thing as the last struggle of one at death's door?

"Po Hun, seeing you in this state truly pains my heart. I shall be merciful and send you on your way—One Finger Determines Heaven and Earth!" Yuan Tian began "showing mercy" again. Yuan Tian did not want to be like those rebellious characters in the TV dramas and novels from his previous life, who would ramble on and on before killing someone. In the end, not only would they fail to kill the target, they would even get themselves killed as well. What true geniuses. Such matters taught them that one had to act decisively and cleanly, without dragging things out. Yuan Tian would not do something so foolish. He intended to settle heaven and earth in one stroke.

However, the Great Dao seemed to enjoy playing jokes on Yuan Tian. Every time Yuan Tian was about to resolve matters once and for all, one complication or another would always arise, preventing him from getting his wish. This time seemed to be no exception.

"Heaven turns, earth turns, souls turn—Soul Seizure!" As Yuan Tian moved, Po Hun was already silently chanting an incantation in his heart. As for its effect, that remained to be seen.

The moment Po Hun finished the incantation, a gray thing emerged from his body. At a speed too incredible to believe, with the sensation of traversing time and space, it shot straight toward Yuan Tian. Before Yuan Tian could react, it had already entered his body.

"I think I saw something rush toward me. It even seemed to enter my body, but my body isn't showing any adverse reaction at all. What was that thing? That gray thing?" Yuan Tian seemed somewhat dazed. He stood there stupidly with his finger raised. "Never mind. I'll deal with Po Hun first!"

Yuan Tian had made up his mind to deal with Po Hun first and prevent any unforeseen accidents. But when he looked at Po Hun's current state, Po Hun's eyes were already half-closed. He was clearly dead.

What was going on? Yuan Tian was confused again. I haven't even attacked yet. How did he die? At their level, even dying was an exceedingly difficult matter. Though Po Hun's physical body and Primordial Spirit had both suffered grievous injuries, there was no reason for him to die just like that. Even if he were going to die, he should have been able to hold on for tens of thousands of years without any problem. Yet Po Hun had suddenly died. Could it be that his pride was too strong, and unwilling to die at his opponent's hands, he had taken his own life?

Even if Yuan Tian were beaten to death, he would not believe that Po Hun had committed suicide. In the Primordial Wilderness, how many people would commit suicide? Even knowing they had entered a certain death trap, few would choose to take their own lives. The living beings of the Primordial Wilderness possessed endless lifespans; the longer they lived, the more they feared death. Do not speak of being unafraid of death, because even those who feared death would claim not to fear it. Otherwise, would they not lose face? Wasn't that just the sort of tune the living beings of the Primordial Wilderness loved?

There was another point that needed explaining.

The Primordial Wilderness was developing and changing every moment. How could anyone know that what was now a certain-death situation or a certain-defeat situation would not become a certain-survival situation or a certain-victory situation shortly afterward? Since that was so, they had even less reason to commit suicide. After saying so much, it all came down to one sentence: Yuan Tian did not believe Po Hun would commit suicide. Why make it so troublesome? Couldn't that have been settled in one sentence?

As Yuan Tian puzzled over how Po Hun had suddenly died, a burst of pain suddenly came from his soul. It was as though someone were attacking his soul. The Ninefold Soul-Origin Mystic Art began circulating automatically, protecting Yuan Tian's soul. Although the Ninefold Soul-Origin Mystic Art had remarkable effects in protecting the soul, its effect this time did not seem particularly obvious. This attack had come from within his own physical body. In other words, something was attacking his soul face-to-face. Yuan Tian could not help recalling the gray thing that had seemed to rush into his body just now. Could that have been Po Hun's attack? Had Po Hun died because of that strike?

What exactly was that gray thing? It had attacked the soul directly. Soul? A soul... gray? Could that gray thing have been a soul—Po Hun's soul?

If that gray thing really was Po Hun's soul, then everything could be explained. Why had Po Hun suddenly died? After all, the soul was the foundation of a person, something even more important than the Primordial Spirit. If the Primordial Spirit was gone, one could still cultivate another. Even without a Primordial Spirit, it did not matter much. The Witch Clan seemed never to have possessed Primordial Spirits, yet they still lived freely and unrestrained, dominating the Primordial Wilderness for an entire calamity and shaking the whole Primordial Wilderness with their might. After the Dragon and Phoenix clans, who did not know of the Witch Clan? For another example, in Yuan Tian's previous life, it seemed that few people possessed Primordial Spirits either, yet every one of them still lived quite comfortably.

As for the physical body, it was even less important than the Primordial Spirit and could not compare to the soul. Well, that was not entirely true. At the very least, among the Witch Clan, the physical body was more important than the Primordial Spirit. First, the Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirits and could not cultivate them. Second, the Witch Clan's cultivation methods focused primarily on the physical body. If they did not value the body, what would they value? Third, the Witch Clan's physical bodies and souls were fused together. If their bodies were destroyed, their souls would also perish. Thus, to the Witch Clan, the physical body was exceedingly important. Destroying their bodies meant destroying their lives. Of course, compared with the Witch Clan, other cultivators clearly placed far less importance on the physical body than on the Primordial Spirit, much less the soul.

Yuan Tian cultivated his soul, Primordial Spirit, and physical body together. To him, all three were extremely important. Naturally, the soul ranked first in importance.

All right, enough had been said. Yuan Tian finally seemed to remember something important: since that gray thing was Po Hun's soul, and it seemed to have entered Yuan Tian's physical body, did that not mean Po Hun's soul had entered Yuan Tian's body? Then the one who had just attacked his soul was Po Hun. Could it be that Po Hun wanted to perform Soul Seizure on Yuan Tian?

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