There was no struggle, no resistance.
Lord Jaraxxus, firmly bound by three types of chains, was completely suppressed by the four artifacts and unable to resist.
Aegwynn isn't actually good at spells involving the soul or spirit, but that "not good" is relative to her evocation spells and her purple lightning.
In her time, there was no specific division of "nine magic systems"; that was completed by Antonidas twenty or thirty years earlier.
She has dabbled in all areas of magic, making her a master of the soul and spirit. Her expertise in this area is no less than that of an ordinary Legendary mage who specializes in this field.
Eight hundred years is enough time for her to make achievements in any field.
A demon with no power to resist, even a top-tier Legendary demon, could not withstand her magic.
Nearly three hours later, Lord Jaraxxus stood on the Light and Shadow Taiji Diagram, his eyes lifeless.
He has a soul, but his memories of tens of thousands of years are shattered, because even someone as powerful as Aegwynn could not guarantee that his soul would remain intact when destroying his mind.
In fact, the soul of Lord Jaraxxus was no longer whole; it had become fragmented.
This is the kind of Lord Jaraxxus that Jiang Jie needs.
"Ms. Aegwynn, you may leave now. Anveena, and Xal'atath, please do not disturb me for the time being. Fenna, I am leaving for a while. If anyone asks, just say I am going into seclusion for a period of time, perhaps ten days or half a month, perhaps one or two months."
Jiang Jie stood up, transformed into an eagle, and flew into the distant sky.
Jiang Jie's current state is quite unusual.
Holy Light, Shadow, Fel;
Fist of Tyr, Xal'atath, Scepter of Sargeras;
Three different powers, three different artifacts, maintaining a relative balance.
Apart from Fist of Tyr, the other two artifacts do not actually obey his commands.
In other words, Jiang Jie was actually unable to mobilize these two divine artifacts, and in order to maintain the stability of the Three Talents, he was also unable to use Fist of Tyr.
In fact, he couldn't even use much Holy Light energy or Shadow energy.
Although he was promoted to the Three Talents Earth Immortal, his strength had actually decreased considerably compared to before.
He needs some time to digest and absorb the information, stabilize his Three Powers Realm, and recover his strength before he can participate in the next few battles.
Whether attacking Twilight Highlands or Blackrock Spire, you'll face a large number of enemies, making it no easy task.
Whether it's Cho'gall, Fandral Staghelm, Nefarian, or Ragnaros, none of them are easy opponents. He shouldn't make a move when he's not in top form.
Fortunately, preparations for war are not yet complete, and it is currently March, with cold weather, making it unsuitable for launching a war. The latest it can be done is March.
He still has time.
He needed an absolutely quiet place, a place undisturbed by enemies, to digest and absorb everything from the Three Powers Realm, and there was only one such place.
The floating island continues to drift as always, but the divine tortoise that supports it has been waiting for two years.
Two years ago, that young man made a promise, but he has yet to fulfill it.
Although two years was nothing to Shen-zin Su, who had lived for eight hundred years, his patience ran out in an instant after he learned that he had a chance to break free from this body and its constraints.
Two years of waiting have left me feeling a bit down.
Finally, today, as it gazed at the horizon again and again, it sensed an unprecedentedly powerful energy approaching. Then it saw the giant eagle, like a shooting star, fly in front of it and then transform into a man flapping invisible wings.
"I am coming."
Jiang Jie chuckled, "I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer. Once I've dealt with my own issues, I'll come and fulfill my promise."
Shen-zin Su couldn't help but nod.
At this moment, it regained its patience.
Jiang Jie smiled and flew onto the turtle's back.
A few minutes later, he flew to the Forest of Staves.
I came across a tree. Two years ago, a walking stick took root here, sprouted, and grew rapidly to its current height of ten meters, becoming a tree.
Beneath the tree, a soul sat cross-legged in meditation, serene and peaceful, as if it had been meditating for a thousand years.
"Master Shang Xi."
Jiang Jie landed, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully.
"You've come."
Master Shang Xi opened his eyes, clapped his hands and smiled, "Sit."
To sit and discuss principles.
Two years ago, when Jiang Jie was still a martial artist who Houtian his skills, he sat down and discussed the Dao with his master Shang Xi, for a whole month.
During that month, Jiang Jie explained the martial arts knowledge of Chinese martial arts to Master Shang Xi, and Master Shang Xi also explained the knowledge of Pandaren Chi martial arts to Jiang Jie.
Jiang Jie was primarily a propagator of Chinese martial arts, but Master Shang Xi provided Jiang Jie with even greater assistance.
Jiang Jie only knew the surface of many martial arts principles, but Master Shang Xi, after hearing them, could apply them to other situations, understand the underlying principles, and then explain them to Jiang Jie, which greatly helped him.
Master Shang Xi is like half a master to Jiang Jie, someone he will always respect.
Now, two years have passed, and they have all changed.
Jiang Jie grew from a Houtian artist who had acquired his skills to a Martial Dao Grandmaster, gaining the qualifications to establish his own sect. Even in an era of brilliant stars, he still had a place in the martial arts world.
Master Shang Xi, who was already a semi -Martial Dao Grandmaster, is now continuing his cultivation in soul form and has made great progress.
Not only has his energy intensity firmly entered the Legendary realm, but his soul, which was already close to Legendary, has also finally firmly entered the Legendary realm.
Previously, as a fellow Grandmaster, he might have been stronger than Old Chen in martial arts, but in combat, ten of him wouldn't be a match for Old Chen.
But now, if it were a fair competition, Old Chen might not be his match.
Old Chen is still young. Although he is experienced and highly skilled in martial arts, he is still lacking in the spiritual realm.
Old Chen's soul has probably reached the Legendary level, but Master Shang Xi is even stronger.
His spirit and energy have become one with this Forest of Staves, resonating with the soul imprints of the elders from the past few hundred years.
He, along with those elders, was the Forest of Staves.
And he is the representative of the Forest of Staves, represented by that tree that has grown to ten meters tall.
He stands here in the form of a tree, grows here, and coexists with this small world.
Leaving the Wandering Isle, he was just an ordinary Legendary powerhouse;
But on the Wandering Isle, he was equivalent to a powerful Loa, an ancient Ancient of War and Ancient of Lore that could rise from the ground.
Those who are accomplished are teachers.
Two years ago, Jiang Jie the disciple's etiquette and learning mentality;
Two years later, he had an equal dialogue with his master Shang Xi, and they sat down to discuss the Dao.
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