A Sect from a Spirit Vein

A single talisman is enough to instantly lock the divine soul, block the waves of divine sense, and in Lu Qian’s previous battles, it has already achieved numerous miraculous successes, always proving reliable.

Even the remnants of the Miao Fa Celestial Monarch’s soul fell under this move.

Lu Qian deeply suspects that this is not a divine technique created by Ying Kuo, but rather an inheritance from a more powerful being.

And these three talismans form a set that complements each other, greatly strengthening the power to imprison the divine soul, and adding more variations.

For example, now, Lu Qian gathered the remaining divine sense, forming a virtual grasp with one hand, and forcefully pulled outward!

A flash of purple light, and a spherical ball formed by a Purple Talisman was pulled out from Ji Yunrou’s body by Lu Qian!

Ji Yunrou’s body instantly collapsed onto the ground. Lu Qian held the purple light sphere in his palm and saw within it a small, transparent, shimmering hornless dragon struggling and clashing back and forth but being heavily bounced back by the purple talismanic barrier each time it crashed into the sphere’s wall.

With its current Nascent Soul-level strength, it could not break the talisman array formed by the three Sealing and Forbidden Talismans.

Dream Chi True Monarch’s incredulous, sharp voice continuously rang out.

"Celestial Corpse Talisman Technique, where did you learn the Corpse Race True Seal?!"

"Immortal Technique, what connection do you have with the True Immortals?!"

"So that’s it, what is your relationship with the Undying Emperor Corpse Celestial Monarch?"

"Impossible, impossible, you are clearly a human!"

Lu Qian carefully observed Meng Chi’s true form, recording the information in its words in his heart.

In just this moment, the small hornless dragon’s light had already dimmed, its scale armor crackling, beginning to fall off from its body, and the hair on the dragon ridge curling and continuously shedding.

Being stripped from Ji Yunrou’s body, without the supply of longevity, it was rapidly aging.

The once marvelous and unparalleled Meng Chi gradually turned into a pitiful snake.

Feeling the rapid drainage of its life force, it finally became afraid, filled with endless regret, Dream Chi True Monarch spiraled its body and pleaded loudly.

"Lu Qian, Sect Leader Lu, I realize my mistake, I should not have provoked you!"

"Spare my life, please spare me!"

"If you spare my life, I am willing to serve you devotedly!"

Lu Qian ignored it and opened his mouth to swallow the True Dragon Blood wrapped in the Five Elements Spiritual Qi, suspending it above his Dantian Spirit Flower.

Then his gaze shifted to the charming woman collapsed on the ground. He was delighted to see Ji Yunrou’s eyelashes slightly trembling, her breathing was short, but undisturbed.

Ji Yunrou was not dead, the Jade Flood Dragon was wrong.

Dream Chi True Monarch only took over this body, but to continue absorbing life from Ji Yunrou, did not destroy Ji Yunrou’s divine soul.

Lu Qian turned his head to gaze at the constantly aging hornless dragon, which was now covered in large black spots on its skin, with bones creaking.

His calm gaze filled Dream Chi True Monarch with utter despair, inciting it to scream continuously.

"I beg you, if you help me return to Ji Yunrou’s body, I can, like the Jade Flood Dragon, serve you!"

Its words stirred something in Lu Qian’s heart, but after weighing his options, he ultimately shook his head.

"You should have died a long time ago, Dream Chi True Monarch. Follow your master in departing."

With a soft pop, the small hornless dragon could no longer stay afloat, slumping to the bottom of the light sphere. Its turbid eyes stared at Lu Qian, filled with venomous hatred.

It futilely opened its mouth, attempting to utter a final curse, but lacked the strength even to make a sound.

The light dimmed, and the small hornless dragon’s semi-transparent body turned pale before shattering, dissipating into specks of brilliance.

Dream Chi True Monarch, aged and died.

Lu Qian withdrew the light sphere into his Sea of Consciousness, removing the talisman that had consumed most of its power, causing his divine sense to instantly rejuvenate. However, upon careful sensing, Lu Qian opened his eyes, somewhat disappointed.

𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

There were no memory fragments gained this time, perhaps acquiring the Celestial Monarch’s memories last time was merely coincidental, a result of Celestial Fate.

The next moment, his divine sense stirred, looking downward.

The charming beauty who was previously collapsed on the ground slowly stood up. The blood-red long skirt woven by Dream Chi True Monarch had quietly vanished. At this moment, her snowy peaks smoothed with powder, rounded and firm, defied gravity in a phenomenon that left Lu Qian stunned and speechless, frozen in place.

Before he could react, the remarkably resilient body already embraced him tightly. Ji Yunrou’s hoarse and urgent voice echoed by his ear.

"Lu Lang, save me!"