Whether it's the Supreme Heavenly Limitless Dao Technique, Divine Descent, or the Illusory Dream Domain, the power of using the split soul has nothing to do with one's own cultivation level.
These are Taoist arts that rely on the soul and have little to do with physical strength.
Every bit of power gained by the divided soul will be transmitted to the original body without any loss through the powerful divine soul.
The main body resides on the Heavenly Path Continent, where it focuses on cultivating its cultivation realm, while the divided soul focuses on cultivating its Dao path within this Main God Space.
When the main body breaks through to the Tribulation Transcending Realm, the divided soul comprehends the Dao.
When the two are combined into one, one can step into the realm of the Dao and directly point to the ultimate eternal Dao.
When that time comes, whether it's the emperor of the Heavenly Continent, the Heavenly Dao, or the main god space of all the heavens and myriad worlds, it will be the same.
Nothing could stop Gu Changqing from walking the path to eternity.
Since his current divided soul cannot tear through space as easily as his original body, he can only rely on flying or walking to reach the location of the granddaughter of the Imperial Finance Vice-Minister.
When the rest of the palace saw Wang Qi, the Imperial Minister of Finance, obsequiously leading a young man in white robes, they all turned to look at Gu Changqing behind Wang Qi.
But for some reason, when those people looked at Gu Changqing, their eyes went dark. Then, anyone who had even glanced at Gu Changqing screamed and collapsed to the ground, powerless.
This situation caused the others to avoid looking at Gu Changqing any longer, and they quickly moved away from Wang Qi and his companion.
The imperial guards on patrol had already received orders from Marshal Morris not to interfere with whatever Gu Changqing did.
So they didn't dare to look at Gu Changqing. They just walked to the people lying on the ground and checked them. They found that all of them had lost their lives. They didn't expect that just looking at Gu Changqing would cost them their precious lives.
The captains of the patrolling guards merely ordered their men to clear away the lifeless corpses, then lowered their heads and watched silently as Gu Changqing and his companion walked away.
Just as the crowd inside the palace was scrambling to avoid Gu Changqing and his companion, several thousand meters below the palace in the capital, in Marshal Morris's office...
At this moment, he was leaning back in his seat with a helpless expression.
Just now, he received a reply from Gu Changqing, who informed him that the Second Prince had died.
The moment he saw the message, he knew that the Second Prince was killed by Gu Changqing, since the Second Prince was only protected by the deputy captain of an S-level supernatural squad.
And just now, his secretary brought him more good news.
The S-class supernatural squad sent to protect Gu Changqing was wiped out again, just like last time, but this time they didn't all die at the same time.
The captain of that S-class bizarre squad died a little earlier than the rest of the members.
However, this doesn't mean anything. Right now, Marshal Morris has to arrange for people to collect all the strange objects in the empire, and he also has to keep an eye on Gu Changqing.
As a result, he now has dark circles under his eyes, and his hair is falling out in clumps. His once lustrous black hair is now messy and oily due to long-term neglect.
Moreover, when he informed the emperor of the news he had just received, the emperor simply replied that as long as he ignored Gu Gu Changqing, he could handle everything else. As for the second prince, the emperor had almost forgotten that he had such a son.
Sigh~
Marshal Maurice, leaning back in his chair, sighed and stopped thinking about these troublesome matters. He roughly tallied the collected and ongoing collections of strange objects, then edited a message informing Gu Changqing how much longer it would take.
"Sir, I have already sent my men to collect three-quarters of the Empire's strange artifacts. Now there is only one-quarter left. I expect it will be delivered to you in less than two days."
After sending the message, Marshal Maurice casually tossed the communicator onto the table and squinted his eyes slightly to ease his fatigue.
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