Xiao Chen shook his head, his voice extremely low: "No need."
This is the path they chose themselves. If they want to take advantage of opportunities, they have to bear the consequences if they fail.
Moreover, since this spirit dares to propose a one-on-one fight, it must have a way to prevent others from interfering. If we rashly help, we might just get ourselves into trouble.
Stone nodded, seemingly understanding, and asked no more questions. He simply clenched his fist, preparing to face the challenge ahead.
He is a body cultivator, and even if he encounters a soul body at the peak of the Dao attainment stage, he is confident that he can fight it head-on.
The sentient soul coldly observed the panicked group, its eyes remaining completely unwavering, as if it had anticipated this scene:
"You have one incense stick's time to prepare. After one incense stick's time, step forward to fight in turn, from left to right."
As soon as it finished speaking, the soul mist around it surged, opening up a square area about ten feet in front of the screen. A pale golden array pattern appeared on the square area, obviously used to limit the combat range and prevent others from interfering.
Lin Jingxing took a deep breath, walked to the open space, and said to the crowd in a deep voice, "Everyone, calm down! They are just soul bodies of the same realm. As long as we use our true abilities, we may not be unable to defeat them! I will go first and scout the way for everyone!"
He knew that he had to take the lead at this moment; if even he got scared, the team would probably collapse instantly.
As Xiao Chen watched Lin Jingxing's retreating figure, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. This prodigy of the Lin family, though driven by selfish motives, also possessed the responsibility of a leader.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed. The sentient soul raised its hand, and a soul at the same level as Lin Jingxing walked out from behind the screen. It was surrounded by black soul mist, held a soul blade in its hand, and slowly walked towards Lin Jingxing.
"The first battle begins."
Lin Jingxing stepped into the pale gold array circle, and the Dragon Flame Sword in his hand instantly condensed, with golden flames dancing on the blade, making his eyes sharp.
The peak-stage Dao-proving soul body opposite him gripped the soul blade and roared as it charged forward, the blade wind carrying a sinister aura, aiming straight for Lin Jingxing's face.
"Cloud Dragon Palm!"
Lin Jingxing neither dodged nor evaded. He gathered dragon flames in his left hand and struck the Soul Blade with a palm strike, while his right hand, wielding the Dragon Flame Sword, thrust towards the core of the soul body.
He knew very well that the weakness of the soul was in its core, and that as long as the core was hit, it could be destroyed in one blow.
The golden dragon palm collided with the soul blade, the sinister energy sizzling as it was burned by the flames, causing the soul to pause.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Jingxing precisely pierced the soul's chest with the Dragon Flame Sword!
"Bang!"
The soul instantly disintegrated, turning into specks of black mist and dissipating, leaving only a gray soul crystal on the ground.
Lin Jingxing picked up the soul crystal, turned to look at everyone, and said calmly, "It's not difficult. Just find an opportunity to attack the core of the soul body."
Luo Qingyang followed closely behind and stepped into the formation. Facing the attack of the soul, he lightly waved his white jade whisk. White threads wrapped around the power of space, like a nimble venomous snake, dodging the soul blade while instantly piercing the core of the soul.
In just three rounds, the soul body vanished without a trace. Luo Qingyang hadn't even used his full strength and maintained a calm demeanor.
Xiao Chen and Shi Tou also stepped forward one after the other—Xiao Chen's rusty iron spear, imbued with cyan spear intent, swiftly struck the core of the soul with a single thrust, his "Snake Nodding" technique as fast as lightning.
Stone took a more direct approach, using his physical body to withstand the attack from the soul, his pale golden fist slamming into the soul's chest and smashing it apart.
Both of them moved swiftly and easily passed the test.
Seeing that the prodigies had all passed the test with ease, a rogue cultivator in a gray robe in the crowd could no longer contain himself.
He had been slacking off the whole way, watching others collect soul bodies and soul crystals, and had long been itching to try it himself. Now that he saw the test was "nothing special," he was even more eager to try.
He mustered his courage and stepped out of the group, stubbornly declaring, "I'll do it! It's just a spirit, I can fight it!"
He gripped an ordinary iron sword and charged towards the soul, but the moment he made his move, an opening was revealed.
His sword moves were scattered and chaotic, lacking any discernible pattern, and he couldn't even dodge attacks from the soul.
Seizing the opportunity, the spirit swept its soul blade horizontally, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. Then, it leaped up and its soul claws went straight for his brow!
"not good!"
The gray-robed cultivator's expression changed drastically. He tried to use his spiritual energy to resist, but found that his spiritual energy circulation was sluggish in the chaos.
Before he could react, the Soul Claw had already pierced his brow, and a chilling power instantly ripped out his soul!
"ah--!"
The shrill screams abruptly ceased, and the gray-robed cultivator's body fell to the ground with a "thud," like a puppet with its strings cut. His eyes were wide open, but devoid of any spirit; he was nothing but an empty shell.
His soul transformed into a pale blue stream of light, which was absorbed into the body of the sentient soul, making the aura around the soul even stronger.
The other rogue cultivators trembled at the sight and dared not step forward again.
The scene of their souls being extracted was too terrifying; they no longer had the courage to even try it.
Lin Jingxing glanced at the corpse on the ground, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, but he said nothing more. This was the path they had chosen themselves, and they had no one to blame but themselves.
He addressed the crowd, "Those who don't want to die, go back. Those who want to continue seeking opportunities, come with me!"
After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the dark purple screen, followed closely by Luo Qingyang, Xiao Chen, and Shi Tou.
The instant everyone passed through the screen, a blinding light suddenly erupted, making it impossible to open one's eyes, and a powerful spatial force enveloped everyone.
Before they could react, their figures were instantly teleported away!
When the bright light faded, Lin Jingxing found himself standing in a long, narrow passage.
The passage was flanked by churning lava, with dark red flames licking the rock walls. The air was thick with heat, and as soon as you stood still, your skin began to sting.
Even more strangely, when he tried to circulate his spiritual energy to resist the heat wave, he found that his spiritual energy was frozen and extremely difficult to circulate, and he couldn't even condense dragon flame.
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