"There's nothing to discuss. Hand over your soul origin!"
Xiao Xuan merely smiled faintly at the Heavenly Tomb Spirit's pleas, utterly unmoved. The seal formed by his hand changed, and the flames covering the enormous face split into countless fiery threads that stabbed savagely into its body. Then Xiao Xuan slowly stepped backward, gripping the ends of the threads and pulling hard.
A crystalline halo roughly ten feet across was slowly dragged out of the Heavenly Tomb Spirit's body.
As soon as one edge of the crystalline halo emerged, dazzling light spilled from within.
"Xiao Yan" looked toward the crystalline mass of light in Xiao Xuan's hand high above in the void. Just one distant glance sent a warm sensation welling up from his soul. He seemed to hear screams of overwhelming desire from the depths of his soul, and burning greed rose in his eyes.
"So this is the Heavenly Tomb Spirit's soul origin..."
"Xiao Yan" licked his lips and murmured to himself. This soul origin not only contained vast, majestic soul energy, but was also frighteningly pure, utterly beyond comparison with the soul origins he had previously plundered from the Soul Palace. If the Soul Clan learned that such a mass of soul origin existed in the Heavenly Tomb, they would probably declare war on the Gu Clan without hesitation, even without the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe Jade.
"Roar! Roar!"
As its soul origin was forcibly dragged out, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb roared like a wild beast. Now it could no longer suppress its terror. It could feel that today would likely be the day of its destruction.
"Xiao Xuan, let me go! I'll give you the entire Heavenly Tomb! You can have whatever you want!"
Gripped by fear, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb pleaded incessantly.