Ye Qiu looked closely and saw that the two characters 'Thunder Scripture' were extremely conspicuous on the cover of the ancient book.

Just by glancing at the book, Ye Qiu could almost sense the powerful aura of thunder flowing within it.

“If you help me, I will give you this Supreme Thunder Scripture unconditionally.”

The figure in the coffin smiled.

"Heh." Ye Qiu sneered: "You think you can fool me like this? I don't know what tricks you're up to, but someone who can raise such a brutal battle pet must be no pushover."

"No, no," the shadow in the coffin said. "I am just a remnant soul, clinging to life on this altar. I spend most of my time sleeping in the coffin and have no time to care for it, so I have neglected to discipline it."

If you agree to help me now, I will help you improve your cultivation. Then, one day, you can help me find my physical body.

Of course, if it can't be found, I won't blame you; I'll just consider it my fate.

"You think a Thunder Scripture can make me trust you? It's just bait. Unfortunately, I'm not a fish that's willing to take the bait. Farewell."

Ye Qiu turned and left without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute."

The figure in the coffin immediately called out to Ye Qiu.

At the same time, he waved his hand and threw the Thunder Scripture out of the altar.

Ye Qiu turned around and instinctively grabbed Lei Jing.

As soon as Lei Jing touched him, Ye Qiu's arm went numb.

Indeed, the power of thunder flows within this Thunder Sutra.

"Don't say I'm fooling you. I was once a Saint Realm expert, and I wouldn't stoop to fooling a junior like you. If it weren't for your extraordinary talent, I wouldn't even bother with you."

Now that you have the Thunder Scripture, if you don't trust me, you can leave with it, and I'll consider it a lesson learned.

Conversely, if you trust me, go up to the altar and I will personally guide your cultivation. In just half a month, I will surely enable you to enter the divine seal.

Then I will tell you where my physical body is and how to find it. I will explain in detail. As for where to go, you can decide for yourself.

The voice from the figure in the coffin was solemn.

Ye Qiu frowned and did not respond immediately, but instead opened the Thunder Scripture.

After observing carefully for a few minutes, Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel excited.

This Thunder Sutra is indeed authentic, elucidating the mysteries of the Thunder Dao and containing supreme profound meaning.

Such a precious treasure is rare in the world, which shows the sincerity of the person in the coffin.

“Senior, since that’s the case, then I’ll lend you a hand.”

Ye Qiu put away the Thunder Scripture, took a deep breath, and walked towards the altar.

"That's wonderful, that's wonderful! Haha, it seems I finally have a chance to see the light of day again."

The figure in the coffin couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This once saintly figure is now nothing but a remnant soul.

Even though it is just a remnant soul, it still contains immense majesty and should not be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu ascended the altar.

"Senior, do you want me to cultivate the Thunder Scripture on the altar?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"Yes, we'll cultivate the Thunder Scripture, the Supreme Thunder Scripture, but it won't be you who cultivates it; instead, I'll control your body to cultivate it. What do you think?"

A shadow slowly floated out of the bronze coffin.

Ye Qiu's expression changed drastically as he realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to leave the altar.

But as soon as Ye Qiu turned around, he saw lightning continuously falling from the black hole of lightning above, completely sealing off the area around the altar.

Ye Qiu has no way out!

"You really are no good."

Ye Qiu gritted his teeth, cursing himself for being careless and letting a real thunder scripture cloud his judgment.

"Heh heh, kid, you're pretty smart. If I hadn't handed over the Thunder Scripture, you probably wouldn't have taken the bait."

Just now, I was genuinely worried that you would run away with the Thunder Scripture, but it seems I overestimated you.

The shadow in the coffin laughed wildly.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Ye Qiu stared intently at the shadow floating in mid-air.

"Of course it's possession, taking over your body to live a second life. Don't worry, I will rule the world and will not ruin your powerful body."

"I am the remnant soul of a saint, and it is your honor to occupy your body."

The shadow in the coffin drifted toward Ye Qiu, claiming to be the remnant soul of a saint.

"What kind of saintly remnant soul are you? At most, you're just a demonic shadow. Don't even think about succeeding."

Ye Qiu roared and threw a punch.

But this punch was like hitting cotton; it easily passed through the shadow in front of him.

The next moment, a shadow rushed into Ye Qiu's brow.

Ye Qiu was startled and immediately sensed that a remnant soul had appeared in his mind.

This remnant soul was frantically trying to destroy his primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit erupted, immediately putting up a fierce resistance and frantically repelling the remnant soul.

The remnant soul also unleashed terrifying energy, and the strange energy fluctuations were destroying Ye Qiu's willpower.

Ye Qiu froze, his face filled with horror.

He never imagined that he would one day encounter such a bizarre event.

Am I doomed to fail here today?

No!

Ye Qiu clenched his fist tightly.

Even if it means certain death, he will never let this remnant soul succeed.

"Get out of here."

Ye Qiu roared, gathering all his strength to launch a frenzied attack on the remnant soul.

Even though doing so would cause him great harm, Ye Qiu was willing to do it.

"Tsk tsk, kid, don't make a futile struggle. I'm going to take your body."

The remnant soul emitted a strange, piercing laugh.

The voice seemed to carry a demonic power, making Ye Qiu feel uneasy all over, and even the flow of his spiritual energy slowed down.

At the same time, the remnant soul gradually merged into Ye Qiu's primordial spirit.

This remnant soul power is terrifying; it's just like the soul of a saint, carrying an unparalleled pressure.

puff.

Ye Qiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.

The remnant soul's attacks became increasingly violent, desperately trying to merge into Ye Qiu's primordial spirit.

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