Chapter 1074: Sword Soul of the Eradicator of Realms

"A Demon Emperor?"

The ancient soul let out a cold laugh. "So what if you are Demon Emperor rank? You are still nothing but an ant! I can crush you with a single finger!"

"Old monster, stop spouting nonsense! You cannot leave this grand hall. Even if some of your power seeps out, it is severely limited. You are still far from being able to handle this divine beast!"

As he spoke, Despicable Donkey pulled Ling Feng back about thirty zhang.

Sure enough, the ancient soul's face tightened. His power was restricted by the bronze hall, and the farther he tried to extend it beyond its bounds, the weaker it became.

Despicable Donkey had noticed this and dared to provoke him only because of that.

"You think I cannot deal with you?"

The ancient soul's grin turned predatory. "It is true that this hall suppresses me, but if I gamble everything and seize this boy's body, my soul will be freed from its chains."

He could break through the hall's suppression if he possessed Ling Feng, though there was risk involved.

The distance weakened him, yet taking over a junior in the Spiritual Element Realm was hardly difficult.

Ling Feng's body interested him greatly, and the risk did not matter.

A deafening laugh rang in Ling Feng's ears. A cold wind swept into him, and before he could draw breath, the ancient soul had already surged into his sea of mind.

"What a vast sea of mind!"

The soul spoke with faint admiration, then began searching for Ling Feng's spiritual consciousness brand. Destroying it would give him complete control of the body.

Ling Feng drew his spiritual consciousness deeper into the sea of mind. His face showed no fear, as though he had been waiting for this moment.

"Congratulations. Now you can die."

Ling Feng's lips curved into a sinister smile. A flash of light appeared, and a chain materialized in the sea of mind.

It was black, rusty, and wreathed in arcs of deadly lightning. The sight filled the ancient soul with dread.

"T-This is—"

His pupils contracted. A deep sense of foreboding gripped him.

"I wonder if you have heard of the Spirit Shackle."

Ling Feng's smile grew colder. He had obtained this Spirit Shackle beneath the abyss in Wuji Cave Heaven, a gift from the abyssal lord Kaezik. (See Chapter 882: Heavenly Weapon)

It was the perfect weapon for dealing with this ancient soul. At most, the soul might serve as a sword soul for the Eradicator of Realms.

"Spirit Shackle!"

The ancient soul's expression twisted. His form shuddered. He tried to flee from Ling Feng's sea of mind at once.

He knew all too well what the Spirit Shackle meant. Even god-level devils kept their distance from it. In his current weakened state, even a fragment could end him forever.

"Trying to run?"

Ling Feng's voice turned to ice. The moment the soul had left the hall, his fate had been sealed.

"Go!"

The black chain shot forward, lightning runes blazing across its length. It filled the sea of mind, cutting off every escape.

"Who... who are you?"

The soul's arrogance shattered. He trembled and glared at Ling Feng with unwilling eyes.

An ant of the Spiritual Element Realm possessing such a treasure defied belief.

"Die!"

Ling Feng wasted no more words. His sword-like brows lifted, and flames ignited across the ancient soul's form.

"

Ah!

"

The shriek was raw with terror. The lightning tribulation flames could wipe him out completely.

"Spare me! I will serve you!"

"Serve me?" Ling Feng gave a cold snort. "You are treacherous and sly. Better to erase you entirely!"

The Spirit Shackle constricted. The tribulation flames burned hotter, making the soul's figure thinner and more transparent.

"Now!"

Ling Feng summoned the Eradicator of Realms and sent it forward. It absorbed the ancient soul's spiritual consciousness source, beginning the birth of its sword soul.

A heavenly weapon with a sword soul stood on a different level from one without.

Even if this soul could awaken only the lowest grade of sword soul, the Eradicator of Realms would still become several times stronger.

"No! No!"

The final roar was desperate. Flames consumed him, scattering both his soul and essence.

In moments, nothing remained. His power flowed into the Eradicator of Realms.

Sure enough, just as the abyssal lord Kaezik had said, within the Eradicator of Realms there appeared an illusory figure. This was the sword soul of the Eradicator of Realms.

The shadow was hazy and formless, without spiritual intelligence. Given time to refine the ancient soul's essence, it would awaken and become a powerful ally.

Ling Feng released a long breath. His spiritual consciousness returned to his body, and he wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Even with careful planning, the risk had been great. If the Spirit Shackle had not been as potent as Kaezik claimed, he would already be dead.

This time, fortune had been on his side.

"Brat, how did it go?"

Despicable Donkey leaned close, eyes sweeping over Ling Feng. He was prepared to smash Ling Feng's head without hesitation at the slightest sign of abnormality.

Ling Feng opened his eyes and gave a faint smile. "It is done. The Spirit Shackle is as fearsome as they say."

"Only you would dare something that insane."

Despicable Donkey flicked his ears and grinned. "Still, it was exciting."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned toward the grand hall.

The ancient soul was gone, but the Inverse Dissolution Array remained. Once active, it would run until its core energy was destroyed.

"Ling Feng, hurry. Now that the soul is dead, all the essence and energy the array has gathered will be ours."

With the danger gone, Despicable Donkey's greed returned in full force.

"

Mhmm,

let's go."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. The hall still hid the Dragon Emperor Seal. Since fate had brought him here, he would not leave empty-handed.