At that moment, they urgently said to the Evil You Ancestor, "But she looks terrible! She might not be able to hold on much longer!"
The Evil You Ancestor replied, "This is her great opportunity. Whether she can accept it all depends on her own luck!"
The group of people looked on with world-weary expressions.
Su Qingxue was screaming in excruciating pain.
"Don’t be anxious," the Evil You Ancestor said to Su Qingxue. "Slowly calm yourself and harness this power. If you can control it, your future achievements will surpass the Ancestor Realm!"
On the verge of losing consciousness, Su Qingxue heard the Evil You Ancestor’s words. She slowly began to contend with this power, but her struggle was plain for all to see.
Just then, the Evil You Ancestor exclaimed in shock, "Wait... I can feel another power just like it fighting in the sky!"
"That’s our junior brother fighting with Qiu Ji!" the Evil Punishment Main God quickly responded.
The Evil You Ancestor said, "It seems the Barbaric Land has also begun to shape its own legends. Heaven-defiers, the Soul Clan, the Holy Clan... this is truly a special era!
"With so many ancient races gathering together, what is going to happen?"
He was utterly shocked because Ye Fan was a Heaven-defier. Heaven-defiers were beings who could battle the heavens themselves. But these other ancient races were also powerful. He truly didn’t know what this era would bring, but he had a premonition: he would witness its development and rise!
High above, Qiu Ji unleashed the Three Souls Convergence. Ye Fan’s soul suffered tremendous pressure, as if it were about to shatter. The intensity of this Power of Soul was far beyond his expectations.
"Today, I will crush your soul!" Qiu Ji said in a cold voice.
At this moment, Qiu Ji elevated herself to her peak state. As the pressure from the Three Souls Convergence bore down, all the creatures in the Outer Realm began to wail. This Power of Soul was truly terrifying.
"If that’s the case," Ye Fan said, "then I won’t be holding back."
Not that anyone had ever seen him hold back before.
At that moment, he pushed his Pure Yang Divine Power to its peak. A Golden Dragon image burst forth from his hand, charging toward Qiu Ji.
Qiu Ji used her Power of Soul to entangle the Golden Dragon image. In the next moment, the improved Futian Killing Sword arrived, now even more intimidating. The Futian Killing Sword descended, severely injuring Qiu Ji.
"UGH!"
Qiu Ji could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale as she looked at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan then said, "Stop it! Stop this meaningless fight. You’re no match for me!"
"No! In your dreams!" Qiu Ji yelled angrily.
She was about to burn her soul to take Ye Fan down with her, but at that moment, Ye Fan suddenly moved, releasing the light of the Divine Talisman. The Curse Power was unleashed.
"AHHH!"
High in the sky, Qiu Ji was engulfed in white light. She suffered unimaginable torment, writhing in agony from the power of the curse. It seemed she could no longer suppress it, and she plummeted from the sky. Ye Fan moved in a flash.
He caught Qiu Ji, who had already fallen unconscious.
Under the blessing of Ye Fan’s Holy Light, the Curse Power on Qiu Ji’s body began to diminish until it completely dissipated. Ye Fan carried her into her room.
Seeing the haggard Qiu Ji, he said, "Neither of us is ordinary. We don’t belong to this world, so why must we fight to the death? You’re being really foolish!"
Ye Fan sighed helplessly. Qiu Ji’s actions were indeed foolish.
Then, he spoke again, "Rest well. I will let you leave!"
Just as he turned, he felt a sword pierce through his body.
Ye Fan let out a muffled grunt as pain spread throughout him. He said to Qiu Ji, "Why?"
"Between you and me, only one can live," Qiu Ji said coldly. "I will personally kill the man who ruined my life’s innocence!"
Ye Fan sighed helplessly. "So this is why you want to kill me? Do you truly have no feelings for me at all?"
"It’s you who has no feelings for me!" Qiu Ji retorted.
She didn’t know why, but the moment her sword pierced Ye Fan’s body, her own heart ached.
Ye Fan blasted her away with a palm strike, then pulled the sword from his wound. "I’ll consider this wound a debt repaid!" he declared. "Go now! From this point on, we owe each other nothing.
"The next time we meet, I will kill you!"
For some reason, Ye Fan felt neither anger nor hatred in that moment.
Qiu Ji’s voice was frigid. "You said it."
"Yes, I said it," Ye Fan nodded.
She transformed into a streak of light and shot toward the sky. But as she ascended, she sensed another soul power awakening.
One of my own! Qiu Ji was shocked.
When her soul had awakened, she knew she was not of this world but a descendant of an ancient race: the Soul Clan. She never expected to encounter one of her own here. The place where the soul power was rising was none other than Su Qingxue’s residence.
Qiu Ji was stunned. So, it was you. I wondered why I could control your soul so easily. We are of the same clan. Unfortunately, I cannot reveal myself to you now! But sooner or later, my Soul Clan will once again reign supreme over the Three Thousand Great Worlds, and the King of Heaven will be our first servant!
Of course, Qiu Ji knew Ye Fan wasn’t from this world either. The geniuses of this world were pathetically weak compared to them. Yet, Ye Fan could firmly suppress her, even when she used the Soul Altar’s greatest power. So, she refused to believe that he wasn’t from a super-clan.
She had originally thought she was alone and powerless to contend with Ye Fan in this era. But now, with a potential companion, Qiu Ji’s confidence reignited. She leaped upward and vanished into the skies of the Outer Realm.
...
Worried about Su Qingxue, Ye Fan had rushed over without rest, only to be blocked at the door. His heart filled with immense concern, he asked, "What’s wrong with my wife?"
"She’s fine," the Evil You Ancestor told Ye Fan. "For her, this is a Heaven-defying opportunity, and she is currently trying to subdue it. During this period, no one should disturb her.
"That includes you!"
Helpless, Ye Fan could only nod. The group of them stood guard outside Su Qingxue’s room until she emerged the next day.
Ye Fan immediately rushed over. "Honey, are you alright?"
"Honey, I was so scared!" Su Qingxue sobbed, throwing herself into Ye Fan’s embrace.
Ye Fan asked, "What’s wrong?"
Su Qingxue choked out, "I feel my soul coalescing into a Soul Altar, and my Power of Soul has increased immensely. I’ve discovered so many mysteries of the soul! But this isn’t what I wanted! What should I do?"
The crowd nearly fainted. They had not expected Su Qingxue to come out complaining; they thought she was coming out to show off.
They wanted to point at her nose and scream, "Would you die if you didn’t flaunt it?"
Ye Fan quickly consoled her. "Honey, this is your own special opportunity. Since destiny chose to bestow it upon you, you can’t abandon it. You should make good use of it!"
"Mmhmm!"
Su Qingxue was still very uncomfortable with her new state, but after Ye Fan’s comforting words, she quieted down.
The crowd looked on with eyes full of envy, jealousy, and hate. Just because Su Qingxue didn’t want this power didn’t mean they didn’t. Unfortunately, they could never have it. That was what infuriated them the most.
After seeing that Su Qingxue was safe and sound, the group dispersed. In any case, the stronger Ye Fan’s circle became, the happier they were.
However, Ye Fan still wanted to learn more about the secrets of her soul.
He said to Su Qingxue, "Honey, let’s go to your room and talk!"
"Mmhmm!" Su Qingxue quickly replied.
The two went to Su Qingxue’s room.
Ye Fan asked, "Honey, what is your soul like now?"
"I feel like a majestic Soul Altar has emerged within my soul," Su Qingxue admitted honestly. "It radiates a five-colored light. I really want to refine this Soul Altar, but I don’t have the ability to!"
Ye Fan nearly collapsed. Refining a Soul Altar? How could that be easy? It was virtually impossible. Furthermore, the Soul Altar was the most critical possession of the Soul Clan. How could it possibly be refined?