Tian Yuan

Chapter 1381: Plan, torture

His vision was blurred, and Zhu Wulang seemed to see Chen Qingyuan in white clothes, like a fairy descending from the distant sky, with the charm of laws surrounding his body, holy and noble, not to be desecrated.

The time has come, and Chen Qingyuan certainly won't miss it.

He cast a spell through the air and with a snap of his fingers, he brought Zhu Wulang's soul over.

In a closed secret room, a jade bead hung high up, dispelling the darkness and illuminating every corner.

The ground is paved with spiritual stones, and mysterious light shines.

Chen Qingyuan sat on the ground, with a faint human-shaped light in the palm of his left hand.

This faint light is Zhu Wulang's soul.

"call out"

He laid down a mysterious formation to ensure that the spirit would not disperse. With a flick of his finger, the ghost light returned to its original appearance.

Zhu Wulang's soul stood in front of him, slowly opened his eyes, and regained consciousness. On the surface, he had returned to his youth, but he was just in a transparent state.

"Brother Chen."

After checking his physical condition, Zhu Wulang felt very strange. He then looked up and called out respectfully.

"Wu Lang, I'm asking you again, have you thought clearly about taking this path?" Chen Qingyuan said very seriously: "You will experience many reincarnations, and you will endure great pain during this period."

"I've made up my mind, please ask Brother Chen to help!"

Zhu Wulang nodded heavily.

Once you make a decision, you won't regret it.

The most important thing in life is opportunity. Giving up voluntarily is not a wise move.

The worst outcome is nothing more than suffering torture until one's soul is torn away.

"as you wish."

Chen Qingyuan said everything that needed to be said without reservation.

In this case, let's not waste any more time and act according to the plan.

"Woo!"

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void and waved his left hand, causing Zhu Wulang's soul to turn into a dark ball again, emitting slight ghost-like howling sounds, which contained a bit of eerie chill.

Gazing at the spirit in front of him, Chen Qingyuan had a thought and activated the special formation that he had already set up.

An array pattern similar to the Bagua Dao diagram flickered gently, blending with the light of the spirit stone, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds.

The soul floated and slowly fell to the center of the formation, fitting right into the recessed position. It instantly activated all the restrictions of the formation, causing bursts of light and invisible rhyme of Tao to fill every corner of the secret room.

"start."

Everything is ready. Chen Qingyuan uses his secret method to open up a path for Zhu Wulang that is different from that of ordinary people.

Looking from above, the soul at the core of the formation is rotating clockwise, and its speed is getting faster and faster.

"Certainly!"

Chen Qingyuan gently pointed his finger, and his words came into being.

In an instant, the soul froze, the mysterious patterns of the formation also stopped moving, and time seemed to have stopped passing.

"quick"

Then, when the time was right, he took out the mysterious stone.

"buzz"

The black stone emitted a faint light, and was covered with a unique Taoist pattern that was mysterious and difficult to understand.

He looked up at Zhu Wulang's soul, gazed at it deeply, then controlled the black stone and pushed out a ray of Taoism from it.

"boom--"

In an instant, the soul exploded and turned into thousands of pieces.

Chen Qingyuan immediately controlled the power of the formation and used the top secret technique to restore the damaged soul to its original state.

"what......"

Returning to its original state, Zhu Wulang's soul turned back into human form, twisting and trembling, screaming at the top of his lungs.

It was hideous and horrific, and the cries of pain echoed endlessly.

It was obvious that Zhu Wulang was suffering from inhuman torture. Every inch of his soul was being torn apart. Due to the fusion of a trace of Taoist pattern from the black stone, the pain was multiplied hundreds of times and his consciousness collapsed instantly.

"boom!"

The soul that had been reshaped not long ago collapsed again.

Chen Qingyuan cast a spell again to restore it.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Qingyuan had a calm expression.

If Zhu Wulang could hold on, it would be enough to show that his willpower was far stronger than that of ordinary people. If he could get the opportunity to practice, he would surely soar to the sky in the future.

"The difficulties you are about to face have just begun."

Chen Qingyuan whispered and quickened the pace.

Just like that, Zhu Wulang's pain became more and more severe, and his soul fell into a state of madness, with its fangs and claws bared, like the ugliest ghost in the world, either wriggling on the ground or splitting into several strangely shaped heads in mid-air.

At first, the howling was clearly that of a person, but as time went by, it gradually changed its tone, sounding like that of a wild animal or a demon.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, schizophrenic, confused.

It takes a total of ninety-nine soul reorganizations to change one's destiny and lead one onto a completely new path.

Moreover, Chen Qingyuan wanted to gain something of his own from this process, so he showed no mercy.

I've already informed you in advance, so I naturally won't be merciful when I take action now.

Seven full days, the final reshaping.

It worked!

Zhu Wulang's soul was like a transparent piece of paper, floating freely in the secret room.

No shouting, no madness.

It was very quiet, as if numb, and the consciousness fell into an endless abyss.

"Awake!"

Chen Qingyuan pointed at the air.

"call out"

The finger light fell on Zhu Wulang's soul, dispelling the boundless darkness, exploring the will that was still falling in the abyss, and pulling it back to reality.

"Ah!" The moment Zhu Wulang regained consciousness, he immediately let out a howl, shaking the entire secret room and lasting for a long time.

The reason why he stopped making sounds was not because everything was fine, but because his soul power was exhausted and could dissipate at any time, with no chance of recovery.

Unspeakable fear filled every inch of Zhu Wulang's soul, tormenting him, stimulating him, and making him suffer tremendous pain every moment.

"It's really not easy to survive until now."

Chen Qingyuan murmured.

"Send it into reincarnation and shape a new life."

Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and drew a crack in space, which contained a few strands of the laws of reincarnation.

The next moment, Zhu Wulang's soul entered the space crack and disappeared.

After finishing all this, Chen Qingyuan could finally relax.

The tense heartstrings relaxed, and the backlash force immediately surged. Chen Qingyuan couldn't suppress it anymore and spat out a mouthful of thick blood. His face turned pale, which was very scary.

"My cultivation has regressed again."

Although Zhu Wulang was suffering, Chen Qingyuan could actually feel the pain of his soul being torn apart just like him.

Only by getting involved in the game personally can one grasp the right measure and avoid sending Zhu Wulang to a dead end.

Chen Qingyuan, who had experienced countless hardships, would not react too much to this kind of torture. He appeared calm on the surface, as if he was not involved and felt nothing at all.

"call--"

With a long sigh, Chen Qingyuan stabilized his injuries and they would not get worse for the time being.

As for his cultivation, he had already regressed to the early stage of the Tribulation Crossing Stage. If he attacked again, he would surely fall back to the Fusion Stage.

He lifted the ban on the secret room and stepped out.