Thirty Million True Essence Crystals

"Ye Chen, you dared to injure my soul."

A resentful, venomous look flashed across Yellow Robe Old Oddity's face. The soul differed from the body. Once injured, it was difficult to recover. If the body was injured, it could be restored with some heavenly treasures or simply by spending some time. For example, after Blackwater Ancestor had been injured by Ye Chen, he would recover to his peak after resting quietly for a year or half without needing any treasures or pills. But an injured soul was entirely different; even ten years or eight years of secluded recuperation might not be enough for a full recovery.

Though Ye Chen's soul attack had not severely injured his soul, it had still cracked it. His immense cultivation was beginning to slip beyond his control.

The soul was far too important. It could be called the origin of a person.

"Yellow Robe Old Oddity, this matter had nothing to do with you to begin with. Since you insisted on meddling, you must bear a certain price. What, are you unconvinced?"

Ye Chen knew Yellow Robe Old Oddity was no good man. Having injured him today, the other party definitely would not let the matter rest. But Ye Chen himself was no great man or saint either. He had always followed the rule that if others did not offend him, he would not offend them—but if anyone provoked him, then even if it were the heavens, he would poke a hole through them.

These words carried chilling killing intent. His powerful Sword Intent was fully roused, then, with the ability of Mind Sword Control, it slammed out fiercely.

Yellow Robe Old Oddity let out a muffled groan. Ye Chen's Sword Intent and Mind Sword Control were too powerful. He could actually condense Sword Intent