Yun Che spoke with a beaming smile, frightening Tianrang God Ancestor and the other souls so badly that their soul bodies trembled. They turned to flee toward the Void Soul Passage that had been opened.
Yun Jin, who had already put on the True Seven Sins Masks, smiled coldly. Naturally unwilling to let this opportunity pass, he too began harvesting the God Ancestors' soul bodies, which had yet to obtain host bodies.
"Since you're here, there's no need to leave. Didn't you want my body? Why are you running away now?"
Watching Yun Jin chase after him wearing the True Seven Sins Masks, Tianrang God Ancestor could not stop his soul body from trembling. He shrieked furiously.
"You vile beast! Even you dare defy your ancestor!"
At those words, Yun Jin merely curled his lips. Dark purple malice churned in his eyes beneath the mask, and seven sins power poured out through it, instantly coiling around Tianrang God Ancestor's soul body.
"Ancestor? What ancestor? Weren't you planning to use us, your descendants? Since you've already failed, you might as well use these lingering souls to fulfill us descendants' aspirations. Help us take another step forward and glimpse the Ancestor Realm that only you forebears could reach."
Tianrang God Ancestor sneered disdainfully. "With cultivation methods that lag behind by who knows how many generations, you dare dream of glimpsing the Ancestor Realm? What an utter joke!"
Yun Jin snorted softly. "That's precisely why we need the insights you seniors gained into the Dao! Farewell, esteemed forebear!"
As his words fell, the dark purple power abruptly contracted, shredding Tianrang God Ancestor's soul body into fine strands of soul that followed the currents of power and were all drawn into the True Seven Sins Masks.
"Ah! You damned ungrateful wretches, you'll regret this!