Break the Shackles, Raise the God Realm Six Thousand Words

"Been a long time since I did this. My skills are getting a little rusty."

Qian Chaoguang muttered under his breath, silently constructing the Spell Model in his heart, and pinched hard with his left hand at Zhou Weiqing's divine soul.

A thin spiral pillar of soul power, like a tornado, took shape along with it and was drawn into his Sea of Consciousness by his vast Divine Sense.

The firewalls Zhou Weiqing had set up in his Sea of Consciousness were violently broken through on the spot.

Before the God of Undead, who controlled Soul Authority, these things were no different from decorations.

Very soon, the memories of Zhou Weiqing's life flashed past before Qian Chaoguang's eyes scene by scene, as if they were being replayed.

With his current Mental Power, reading memories was extremely fast.

Before long, Qian Chaoguang opened his eyes, having finished digesting the memories.

As for Zhou Weiqing's divine soul, it no longer had the slightest fluctuation.

Aside from the inherent traits of the divine soul itself, it had completely become a mass of pure soul power.

Its consciousness had long since vanished without a trace.

"Come on, Super Divine Artifact Hate Ground No Ring Suit. The library's Cultivation Area should get a new system added to it again."

Qian Chaoguang grumbled, casually extracted the God of Destruction's Divine Throne, sealed it inside a divine power crystal, and saved it for later use in crafting divine artifacts.

After that, with rather rusty technique, he slowly traced out profound trajectories, connecting Zhou Weiqing's remaining "divine soul" with his divine body.

It was obvious he had just learned it from the divine soul.

Along with his movements, the Hate Ground No Ring Suit manifested piece by piece on Zhou Weiqing's divine body, then was forcibly stripped away