Volume 2, Chapter 174: Separation of Soul and Spirit.
Meridians began to appear in the corners of Ye Tingmu's eyes.
The face became distorted.
Intense pain filled my whole body.
The soul seemed to be torn apart at this moment.
He thinks he has a strong tolerance.
It’s not that he is strong-willed.
I just got used to being beaten after traveling through time.
If you get hit enough times, it won't hurt so much anymore.
But today, as a saint, he couldn't bear it anymore.
This kind of pain is like having countless saws sawing your bones all over your body.
It felt like someone was stabbing his head with a long sword again and again.
He clenched his teeth, making a clicking sound.
Soon blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
That was the blood that flowed out after the teeth were broken.
Having one's soul torn apart is something that no normal person can endure.
The pain caused by the soul leaving the body is equal to the pain a person endures before self-destructing.
This is the first hurdle that Ye Tingmu needs to face.
But he had no choice.
Even so, he still needs to stay awake.
The whole process lasted for a full minute.
Ye Tingmu was soaked in sweat.
But he didn't make a sound from beginning to end.
It’s not that he wants to act tough, but he knows in his heart that if he shouts out, Jinghong and the others will inevitably worry.
He didn't want to worry them.
So I can only endure it.
Jian Wu Shu was also sweating profusely.
His immortal power was also rapidly dissipating.
If such a formation were to be operated by an Immortal Emperor-level expert in the upper realm, it would not be difficult.
But this is still the underworld, and the laws are not complete after all.
And his strength is there, so he can only use the most brutal method to solve the problem.
Pull Ye Tingmu's soul out forcibly.
To be honest, he was also worried about Ye Tingmu.
He was very afraid that Ye Tingmu would not be able to bear it.
Then his soul was shattered.
If that's the case, then everything is gone.
He was naturally worried at first.
The pain of soul tearing apart would make even a powerful Immortal Emperor feel like dying, let alone Ye Tingmulai, who was at the level of a saint.
And during the whole process, he cannot be distracted and needs to stay awake.
It feels like you're about to have a craniotomy.
But they don't give you anesthesia, and they want you to stay awake and watch how they prescribe the medicine for you.
To itself, it is extremely cruel.
But there is no choice.
He asked Ye Tingmu if he could do it.
This is what Ye Tingmu asked him at that time.
He said, if I give you a drop of Immortal Emperor's blood and ask you to eat all the dozens of pounds of shit in the toilet, can you do it?
At that time, Jian Wushu directly retorted.
Just two simple words, isn't that crazy?
Then Ye Tingmu continued to ask, what if I give you a hundred drops.
At this time, Jian Wushu felt a little excited. He did not refuse outright, but just said that it was not impossible to give it a try.
It’s only one hundred drops after all.
Although he still had some resistance, he was somewhat moved.
At this time Ye Tingmu continued, if your family is about to die, and you know that they can come back to life by eating all the shit in the toilet, can you do it?
At that time, Jian Wushu was silent.
He has no family, so he doesn't understand these things.
But he was not stupid, he knew clearly what Ye Tingmu wanted to express.
It seems that he is asking himself questions, but in fact he is telling himself that he can do it.
This is what Ye Tingmu said at the time.
He said he could do it, and that what makes us human is that we have unlimited potential.
For the sake of his family, he can do more than just eat shit.
You can also do anything.
He said that they were his children, and as long as his children were innocent but were hurt, he would do anything for them, even if he couldn't do it, he would do it.
Until death.
At that time, Jian Wushu was touched.
Is the worst possible scenario death?
Or perhaps, the Ye Tingmu in front of him was not afraid of death, but was afraid that his child would be harmed.
He has no family, but he thinks this must be fatherly love.
Father’s love is always heavy. He is like a mountain and a pillar that supports the sky.
over time.
Three souls emerged from Ye Tingmu's body.
Converged into one.
The three souls have left, leaving only the six spirits.
Jian Wushu continues to exert his strength.
The aura emanating from his body became more and more violent.
At this moment, 10 minutes had passed since the start.
The six spirits separated from the body.
The soul was split successfully.
Jian Wushu felt happy.
Mo's eyebrows raised.
Then the fingertips danced.
The residual soul of Ye Tingmu, which was nurtured in the white mist, instantly poured into Ye Tingmu's body.
The three souls and six spirits that had separated from the body also completely merged together within three breaths.
Gathered into a soul body.
The pain dissipated.
Ye Tingmu took a deep breath.
Calming my thoughts.
Thinking about those ten minutes just now, I still feel scared.
It hurts so much.
He didn't have time to think too much and just looked at his own phantom soul.
I was stunned for a second.
My current condition looks a bit like the remaining soul of Hunpeng.
Jian Wushu said to him in a deep voice.
"I'm about to tear the passage apart. Remember, you're just a remnant soul now. Your abilities are trapped within your body, so don't cause any trouble on the path of reincarnation. With the strength of the body in the burial ground, I believe you'll reach the Immortal King realm within 300 years."
Ye Tingmu nodded solemnly.
He could feel that he seemed to be disconnected from the system at this moment.
But the sword moves are still there, and the forbidden techniques can still be released.
Of course, he didn't intend to tell Jian Wushu about this.
After all, things like the system are something only you know about, not even your younger brothers and sisters know.
I had already made plans to streak.
But at this time, it was obvious that the sword moves and forbidden techniques were still there, which was also an unexpected surprise.
It's just that my system should be offline.
Because his property panel turned gray.
The bottom line, where the art of war is recited, is also different from the original one.
It still became impossible to recite.
But this is understandable.
After all, his soul and body were separated, but he did not die.
It is reasonable that the system still exists on the main body.
Or perhaps it could be said that the existence of the system is inherently higher than the order of this world.
Therefore, even Jian Wushu in front of him could not separate them forcibly.
At least that's what Ye Tingmu thought.
But this is not important. The most urgent task is to enter the path of reincarnation, which is the most important thing.
Anyway, in the future, I will always merge with my original body.
It's harmless.
Just let it hang up for now.
Jian Wushu's efforts were in vain at this moment.
Countless spirit stones were completely extracted at this moment.
The energy wave rushed into the sky.
Eight beams of light suddenly spread out.
The wind and clouds were rising in the sky.
The air was surging.
The snow stopped.
A terrifying pressure swept over.
Covering the entire Dusk City.
The atmosphere is gloomy and eerie.
It makes people feel panic.
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