The Mystic-Yin Great Method practiced by Cha Shuangying and Dharma King Xuanyuan's lineage had been improved, and they knew the original version's weaknesses intimately. This time, the golden needles Layman Bloodrock had refined were tempered with true solar fire and special runes. Once they pinned down Gu Chen's fragmented primordial spirit, wisps of flame rose from them, continually scorching his soul body and causing him unbearable agony.
Gu Chen activated the Mystic-Yin God-Demon Banner, intending to release the god-demons to attack Dharma King Xuanyuan. But Dharma King Xuanyuan had already ordered Layman Bloodrock to spring the trap within the Demon Palace—another Mystic-Yin Seven Fiends Formation. Vast clouds of black smoke and golden light surged from the ground, entangling those god-demons.
At this point, Dharma King Xuanyuan also cast off his earlier appearance of being so weak that he might scatter on the wind. His ethereal primordial spirit rapidly solidified, his limbs and features becoming tangible. At first glance, he looked no different from a living man.
He laughed heartily, opened his mouth, and inhaled, first sucking in one fragment of Gu Chen's primordial spirit. He completely refined and absorbed it with the Soul Refining Great Method, then went on to suck in a second.
Each fragment of the remnant soul was pinned by a golden needle, constantly twisting and changing shape. He looked as though he were eating wriggling creatures skewered on needles.
By the time he had devoured all forty-nine fragments of the shattered primordial spirit, Dharma King Xuanyuan had regained the peak condition he had enjoyed in life—and even far surpassed it.
A voluminous magic treasure manifested around his body, wreathed in black smoke, with golden light flashing like lightning. An intricate Black-Gold Crown sat upon his head, and he radiated a terrifying aura.
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