Xu Changsheng controlled the silver nebula before him, pressing it forward.
He, too, began to rise slowly, hovering in midair in front of his nebula.
Under his control, the enormous silver nebula before him began to change shape.
In mere moments, the silver nebula took on a gigantic human form that bore some resemblance to Xu Changsheng. It held the diminutive Xu Changsheng in its palm, radiating an overwhelming aura that greatly intimidated his enemies.
Xu Changsheng's physical body lay inside the coffin. The body outside was merely his soul form, so he could not use soul skills, nor could he use his Martial Soul Avatar.
After all, he himself was one of his own soul skills.
Still, he had not spent those three thousand long years in vain. He had developed many self-created soul skills suited to his condition, and even a self-created Martial Soul Avatar. The Nebula Form he had unleashed now was one such example. By drawing on the power of the stars above and merging it with his own soul power, he condensed this terrifying nebula of soul power. It was every bit as powerful as a Martial Soul Avatar.
By then, Liao Mengkai had returned to the Terror Claw Soul Tool Legion and resumed his assigned position.
Jing Hongchen was already seething, but since Liao Mengkai had come to help him, he could hardly lose his temper at him.
Still, he truly could not understand why Liao Mengkai had suddenly gone mad.
Could he not simply cooperate with everyone and unleash the Linked Soul Tool Matrix Cannon? Why insist on rushing out to throw his life away? He ought to have had some idea of how powerful someone capable of spatial relocation could be.
Fortunately, Liao Mengkai had not been injured, so there had been