"What!?"
The moment Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul crashed into the Sea of Consciousness, he felt the terrifying aura released by the soul refining pot. He immediately wanted to retreat.
But it was too late!
The soul refining pot trembled slightly, its mouth suddenly opened, and a swirling suction force instantly erupted, firmly holding Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul!
"Ahhh! What is this monstrous thing!?"
He struggled madly, but was held tightly, unable to break free!
"Jiang Ye, you were prepared!?"
Zhong Tianyi was furious and shocked, his Divine Soul trembling violently within the soul refining pot, as if it could be completely devoured at any moment!
"Heh heh."
Jiang Ye sneered.
Even though his entire body was in excruciating pain and his Divine Soul was torn to the brink of collapse, his eyes still held a hint of playfulness.
"Why didn't you inquire about who my father is?"
"Oh right, you're an old monster who lived for countless eons, severely wounded and killed by the Jiang Clan back then, then lay dormant for countless epochs, only to awaken and begin your scheme a few tens of thousands of years ago..."
"So that's how it is..."
His tone was calm.
Even though the battle between their Divine Souls had already reached a fever pitch, he still wouldn't let up with his words.
He even used the backlash from the clash of their Divine Souls to peek into some of Zhong Tianyi's memories.
Jiang Ye had already obtained some of the opponent's memories; this was a high-stakes gamble.
But unfortunately, the soul refining pot was given to him by his old man, specifically to guard against Possession.
"Jiang Ye, don't think you've won yet."
"You're just a young junior; I've lived for countless epochs. How can you contend with me?"
Zhong Tianyi roared, his voice like thunder, stirring Jiang Ye's Sea of Consciousness.
The fierce battle between their Divine Souls had already begun!
Two Primordial Spirits clashed violently within Jiang Ye's Physical Body, one black and one white, like the alternation of day and night, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.
Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul was like a dark tide from the netherworld, thread by thread, endlessly entwining, carrying the power of decay, erosion, and devouring, attempting to completely submerge Jiang Ye's Divine Soul and utterly seize this young Physical Body.
But at this crucial moment, Jiang Ye's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he sneered.
"You pride yourself on unparalleled talent throughout the ages."
"But you underestimated the heroes of the world, the Legacies and foundations created by countless talented individuals throughout endless eons..."
"Ultimately, your judgment and thoughts weren't wrong."
"But you underestimated my Jiang Clan."
"My father is the True Spirit Great Emperor!"
"He represents the supreme Peak of the Divine Soul Dao throughout endless eons!"
"Possessing me is destined to be a failed outcome!"
Before his words finished, the soul refining pot deep within his Divine Soul suddenly vibrated!
The originally warm and ancient soul refining pot, at this moment, erupted with dazzling golden light, like a small sun, rising from within Jiang Ye's Divine Soul.
Boom!
The black Soul Tide was purified inch by inch in the golden light, and painful screams echoed through Jiang Ye's Sea of Consciousness.
"What is this? Why is your Divine Soul hiding such a thing!?"
Zhong Tianyi's expression finally changed, filled with shock and fury.
Jiang Ye sneered, "I already told you, this was given to me by my father."
Zhong Tianyi was alarmed and enraged, his Divine Soul rapidly churning, forcibly activating a forbidden netherworld technique, wanting to tear open the Sea of Consciousness and escape, but it was too late!
The soul refining pot vibrated intensely, its mouth opened, and a purple-gold immortal light surged out.
"This is... True Spirit Light?!"
Zhong Tianyi was terrified, finally recognizing it at this moment.
That was an Emperor-level imprint, a Divine Soul trump card that could endure for ten thousand generations!
Within Jiang Ye's Divine Soul, that immortal light was like a wisp of true divine will, and under the urging of the soul refining pot, it transformed into a phantom.
It was a man in white, wearing an Emperor's crown.
His eyes were serene, as if they pierced through ancient and future times.
"Hmph!"
"What petty scoundrel dares to possess my son!?"
A deep voice suddenly echoed from the Void Realm.
It was cold and emotionless, yet it exuded a supreme Emperor's might that awed the heavens and earth, as if the entire Sea of Consciousness froze at that moment.
A blurry phantom emerged from the deepest part of Jiang Ye's Divine Soul.
It was a man whose face could not be seen, majestic as a mountain, standing above the Void Realm.
"You actually left a wisp of your Origin Will within your offspring's Physical Body!?"
"How is this possible!? According to the intelligence, you should have died long ago!"
Zhong Tianyi's face drastically changed, his Divine Soul trembling, as he cried out in alarm.
His voice was laced with unconcealed fear.
Strictly speaking, at his Peak, he was not afraid of this True Spirit Great Emperor.
But now, he was merely a wisp of a remnant Divine Soul.
And the other party, even if just a phantom of his will, was still a Peak Great Emperor of an era!
"Haha!"
"Hahahaha!"
Zhong Tianyi threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter no longer composed, but a desperate roar: "Jiang Clan? True Spirit Great Emperor? You all deserve to die! Do you think you've won?"
"This mere wisp of Divine Soul Will, and you dare to try and suppress me?"
"I am..."
Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul struggled violently.
But that True Spirit Will had already locked onto him.
The phantom's large hand suddenly reached out.
"Attempting to possess my son's body is an unforgivable crime!"
As his voice fell, the phantom suddenly took a step, directly merging into the soul refining pot within Jiang Ye's Divine Soul!
Boom!
The entire Sea of Consciousness shook violently.
The originally silent soul refining pot suddenly awakened at this moment.
As the pot's body trembled, an ancient and mysterious light shot up from beneath its lid, inscriptions appeared, and wisps of golden flames ascended.
"Suppress!"
The phantom let out a low roar, and the soul refining pot underwent a drastic change in an instant.
The originally dull pot body actually glowed with faint golden flames.
The entire ancient pot began to rapidly transform, dense runes appeared on its surface, finally condensing into two ancient seal characters:
"Refining Immortals."
The soul refining pot briefly transformed into the "Immortal Refining Pot"!
Golden divine flames surged forth, and the entire Divine Soul world seemed to be ignited.
That was the world-burning divine fire capable of refining immortals and gods; its terrifying power was such that even ancient Great Emperors would not take it lightly.
Its power surged a hundredfold, as if it could devour immortals and gods!
"No!"
"Ahhh!"
Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul screamed miserably, completely collapsing, struggling to escape, but like a moth to a flame, it was refined inch by inch by the golden flames.
The Divine Soul of an ancient mighty figure could not last even a moment before this Immortal Refining Pot.
Boom!
A muffled sound.
The golden flames blazed, as if heavenly fire had descended.
Zhong Tianyi's Divine Soul completely exploded, transforming into the purest wisp of Soul Power, entirely devoured by the Immortal Refining Pot.
Along with the remaining Divine Sense and memory fragments, everything was swallowed by the Immortal Refining Pot, leaving not a trace of ash.
Heaven and earth returned to tranquility.
Jiang Ye's face was ashen, his entire body trembling, his Divine Soul felt as if it had been cut by ten thousand knives, golden light and blood streaks continuously seeped from the cracks, the pain piercing to his bones.
He endured, swaying precariously, yet still gritted his teeth and stood.
As long as he wasn't dead, it was fine.
This time, his old man saved him.
The Immortal Refining Pot slowly returned to silence, reverting to the appearance of the soul refining pot.
It silently sank into the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, like an ordinary ancient stone, quietly suspended there.
And that True Spirit phantom, after everything ended, finally slowly dissipated, leaving only a deep voice echoing in the depths of Jiang Ye's Sea of Consciousness:
