Quan Yi's main spiritual body, which was controlling the circulation of soul power, experienced intense pain.
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This caused the originally orderly and stable circulation of soul power to descend into chaos.
The violent eruption of energy and the pain in his spirit caused Quan Yi's external body to tremble violently.
In that chaotic moment, Quan Yi's main spiritual body immediately issued a command.
It ordered the spiritual body that had been separated to observe the meridians to replace the main spiritual body and take over the circulation of soul power.
The separated consciousness quickly took over the circulation of soul power. Fortunately, the soul power circulation was nearing its final stage, and a single consciousness could barely stabilize the disorder.
Quan Yi discovered a fiery red phantom, wantonly destroying everything within.
The fiery red phantom roared to the sky, emitting a high-pitched dragon's roar, causing Quan Yi's head to shake.
"Dragon Flame Behemoth, why would it appear here?"
More than pain, Quan Yi's heart was filled with surprise at this moment.
The fiery red phantom was obviously the Dragon Flame Behemoth that Quan Yi had killed.
The Dragon Flame Behemoth's phantom pounced over the moment it saw Quan Yi's spiritual body.
From its eyes, Quan Yi felt endless anger and unwillingness.
To be killed by a Soul Master who hadn't even broken through level forty.
Moreover, it was under completely unaware circumstances. ☞ ♦ ♦ ♦
This was the Dragon Flame Behemoth's shame.
The Dragon Flame Behemoth was unwilling to be absorbed by Quan Yi just like that.
It launched a soul tremor, a technique that only ten-thousand-year soul beasts and above could master.
It wanted to use this to stop, or even kill, Quan Yi.
Quan Yi's spiritual body quietly watched the Dragon Flame Behemoth's phantom and sighed softly, "Alas~, don't come out and cause trouble after you're dead. Admitting your failure is also a form of strength."
As he spoke, Quan Yi's spiritual body crashed into the Dragon Flame Behemoth.
Quan Yi had no fear of a vengeful spirit who died in his hands.
He could destroy a person's body, so of course he could also destroy a soul.
Quan Yi's spiritual body collided with the Dragon Flame Behemoth's soul.
In the process of flying, Quan Yi's spiritual body gradually grew larger.
Its size was similar to the Dragon Flame Behemoth.
"Bang!"
Quan Yi's right fist struck the behemoth's head directly.
The powerful impact sent the Dragon Flame Behemoth flying.
"Pain."
Excruciating pain entered his mind.
The collision of souls caused Quan Yi's spirit to tremble.
"Attacking the enemy will also hurt yourself? Then isn't this a competition of who can endure the pain, a competition of who can persevere?"
There is no defense in the collision between souls.
Defense is attack, and attack is still attack.
Only when one side can't hold on and completely dissipates can the true victor be determined.
Quan Yi immediately understood the rules of battle between spiritual bodies.
However, he did not back down, but met it head-on.
He roared loudly:
"No one is better than me at enduring pain, so let's see who can endure more."
Quan Yi directly grabbed the red phantom, raised his hands, and slammed it down repeatedly.
The pain of the soul far exceeded the pain of the body, but Quan Yi hammered the Dragon Flame Behemoth like a madman.
The Dragon Flame Behemoth, hurt by the pain, also began to tear at Quan Yi with its teeth.
The two, attacking each other, were enduring double the pain.
This also caused the spiritual bodies of the two to rapidly wear down in a short period of several minutes.
Outside.
Quan Yi's body had been trembling continuously for some time now.
But Quan Li discovered that Quan Yi's soul power circulation had gradually stabilized from the initial chaos.
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If it weren't for this reason, he would have interrupted Quan Yi's soul ring absorption no matter what.
Even if this might hinder Quan Yi's continued development, preserving his life was the most important thing.
However, at the same time, a strong sense of self-blame surged into his heart.
Because he was the one who approved Quan Yi to absorb the soul ring.
Now that an accident had occurred, a large part of the reason was on him.
"There's absolutely no problem with his body's strength, so why did such an accident happen? Could it be that there are other restrictions on absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring?"
Even the knowledgeable Quan Li didn't know what exactly was happening to Quan Yi.
He didn't know that ten-thousand-year soul beasts possessed the special ability of soul tremor.
Soul tremor.
This was the final attack launched by the soul beast's remnant soul towards the Soul Master after its death.
It was an ability that soul beasts below ten thousand years did not possess.
A level fifty Soul Master can absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring because they are mature in terms of mental strength and various physical skills, but even so, they must be cautious when absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
However, speaking of mental strength.
Quan Yi was not only a transmigrator, but also had long-term training in the multitasking talent, his mental strength had long reached the mature stage, and even, because of the Green Bamboo Brew, his mental strength was comparable to a Soul King expert.
If he hadn't challenged the absorption of a soul beast over twenty thousand years in one breath, he might not have encountered soul tremor.
In Quan Yi's spiritual space.
The mutual harm between the two sides was still continuing.
The two stood face to face like this, not dodging attacks.
Because this was a battle to see whose spiritual body was stronger.
Pain was unstoppable, but what was dangerous was that Quan Yi's sense of weakness was slowly rising in the battle.
Time had lasted for more than ten minutes, during which his spiritual body had consumed a lot.
And the Dragon Flame Behemoth's phantom had also become much smaller.
The situation on the battlefield had already turned towards Quan Yi's side.
"I'm so hungry!"
Suddenly, Quan Yi's spiritual body produced a sense of hunger.
Quan Yi looked at the red phantom and had a strange idea.
"Can I eat it?"
Driven by instinct, Quan Yi hugged it with both hands and bit down.
Hmm?
The touch on his mouth was not hard, but more like hard rubber.
It seemed like he could bite it.
The hungry Quan Yi bit off a piece without regard and swallowed it.
After one bite, Quan Yi's hunger was alleviated.
This turned him completely into a hungry ghost, entangled on the Dragon Flame Behemoth's body.
He ate it in big mouthfuls.
A look of fear flashed in the Dragon Flame Behemoth's eyes, the process of the soul being slowly devoured was really uncomfortable.
However, the Dragon Flame Behemoth, which was even weaker than Quan Yi, was already unable to resist.
So, it could only watch Quan Yi absorb its body completely.
"Delicious, delicious."
It clearly had no taste, but the pleasure of the soul allowed Quan Yi to immerse himself in the eating activity.
The red phantom was dissipating, but Quan Yi's spiritual body was becoming full and bright.
Outside.
After Quan Yi's body had been trembling violently for dozens of minutes, it finally returned to normal.
"It should have passed the crisis, right," Quan Li sighed.
Finally.
Half an hour passed.
Quan Yi, who had been closing his eyes, opened them.
A red light lit up in his eyes.
However, the light only existed for a moment. After the red light disappeared, Quan Yi's bright eyes were revealed.
