Chapter 557 Soul prison, the biggest flaw!
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Tie Zhong
Not only was the Lord of the Five Elements Realm frightened and angry by the sudden change, Chu Xuan was also caught off guard.
It has to be said that the actions of the people behind the scenes are really hard to guard against.
Neither Chu Xuan nor the Lord of the Five Elements Realm thought that someone would tamper with the gate of the realm.
After all, the teleportation hall is an important place for any force, and it has always been strictly guarded against it.
Coupled with the particularity of the boundary gate, ordinary people can't do it at all.
Most importantly, this move is not fatal.
If it were an ordinary immortal, if the gate exploded, he might die without a place to bury him.
But for a strong man like Chu Xuan who is not an immortal king but is better than an immortal king, it is impossible for him to be buried with him, let alone the explosion of the world gate, even if the general world is destroyed.
The people behind the scenes obviously understand this, so the real ultimate move is not the gate.
The boundary gate is just a guide.
When Chu Xuan settled down again, he found that he had come to another world.
Obviously, this is not Kunwu's world.
Because the world pressure is different.
Chu Xuan looked around, and suddenly couldn't help frowning.
This place feels like a cage to him, and he seems to be in a purgatory at the moment.
But this is not the most troublesome place.
The most troublesome thing is that his physical body and soul are forcibly separated at this moment.
Chu Xuan's spirit was suspended in mid-air.
Looking down, his physical body was standing on the ground, and was entangled by mysterious chains of rules.
These chains of rules not only shone brightly, but also surged with a palpitating and terrifying aura.
The reason why its physical body and soul are separated is obviously related to the chains of rules.
"What the hell is this place?"
Chu Xuan frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"This is Soul Prison!"
Seemingly hearing Chu Xuan's question, an old voice responded.
Chu Xuan immediately turned his head to look, and soon saw a human with the appearance of an old farmer appearing in his sight.
The other party was stooped, with dark skin, old and wrinkled face, and a dry pipe in his hand.
But from the outside, it seems that there is no difference from ordinary old farmers.
With a kind smile on his face, he walked over step by step.
However, he didn't go into purgatory, but stopped outside.
"Soul Prison?"
Chu Xuan chanted this name, looked at his physical body, and suddenly realized something in his heart, "Purgatory for the soul?"
"Yes, no matter what kind of creatures go in, only the soul can move."
The old farmer nodded, but did not deny it.
That's why he didn't go to purgatory.
Because once he entered, the situation would be no different from that of Chu Xuan.
"Are you... from the Temple of Death?"
Chu Xuan's thoughts turned, he quickly raised his head, and asked suddenly.
The old farmer was taken aback for a moment, he was really surprised at this moment, and looked at Chu Xuan with a look of astonishment: "How do you know that I am from the Temple of Death? Because of this soul prison?"
Chu Xuan shook his head: "It's a wild guess!"
"..."
The old farmer's mouth twitched slightly.
He took a deep breath, and then said bluntly: "Since you have already guessed that I am from the Temple of Death, I won't say anything more, just ask you a question, do you want to live?"
Chu Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied with unchanged expression: "Who wants to die if they can live?"
The old farmer clapped his hands and smiled, and said with a teachable look: "Not bad, you are very talented and have a bright future. Why do you have to seek life and death?"
"I'm not beating around the bush. If you want to survive, the requirement is very simple. Hand over the Immortal King Artifact on your body, and then sign the contract of acknowledgment."
"In this way, not only can you write off your feud with our Temple of Death, but you can also get full training from our Temple of Death!"
"Cultivate it with all your strength, and then become the killer tool of your death temple?" Chu Xuan asked with a sneer.
The old farmer shrugged his shoulders, and did not deny this point: "Being a tool is also a manifestation of value. It is better than dying directly. After all, death is really all over!"
"How about it, have you thought it through?" The old farmer quickly asked again, "As long as you nod your head and agree, from now on, you will be number five!"
"No. [-]? I don't know how to call you?"
"Number three!" the old farmer replied, "By the way, the guy you killed is number four. If you don't like number five, you can be number four!"
Chu Xuan asked without changing his expression: "Then what if I disagree?"
"I don't agree, hehe, it's very simple, send you to die, and then those fairy king weapons on your body will also fall into our hands!"
"To tell you the truth, the Immortal King Artifact of our Death God Temple is not so easy to get."
"You take our White Wolf Battle Ax and Nether Dagger, and now you have to return our four Immortal King Artifacts!"
The old farmer said with a smile on his face while doing the calculations.
"In that case, what are you waiting for, come in and kill me!"
Chu Xuan didn't talk nonsense, and spoke directly.
But unexpectedly, the old farmer shook his head: "I'm afraid you made a mistake. If I want to kill you, I don't have to do it myself. From this point of view, you still don't give up!"
Having said that, the old farmer waved his hand.
The originally dark world suddenly became brighter.
Only then did Chu Xuan see clearly that thousands of strong men were sitting cross-legged in all directions of this soul prison.
These powerhouses come from various races, and they all wear black robes. Without exception, each of them has an astonishing aura surging from them.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that we have already investigated your situation clearly."
"Although you are in the realm of a quasi-immortal king, your cultivation is comparable to that of an immortal king, and your physical body is even more extraordinary. You also master a variety of top-level rules, plus so many immortal king weapons."
"To be honest, if you meet a guy like you outside, I will turn around and leave without saying a word!"
"However, there is a saying that is good. There are some shorts and some longs. No matter how strong you are, you still have flaws. Do you know what your biggest flaw is?"
The old farmer looked at Chu Xuan with a smile and asked.
Chu Xuan looked at him without answering.
"Spirit!"
The old farmer answered by himself.
"Your cultivation base is strong, your physical body is strong, your rules are strong, your celestial weapon is strong... only your soul is not strong!"
"So I designed this trap just for you."
"Forget it, since you are given a chance and you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me!"
A bloodthirsty light flashed in the old farmer's eyes, and he immediately waved his hand.
Seeing this, those powerful people from all directions immediately understood.
They didn't mobilize their cultivation, but they mobilized the power of their souls one after another.
One or two may not be a big deal, but it is astonishing how amazing the power of the soul is when tens of thousands of strong people work together.
In an instant, it gathered into a torrent, enveloping the soul prison.
And with the blessing of countless divine and soul powers, the soul prison also shone brightly.
In an instant, an incomparably terrifying force came to suppress Chu Xuan's soul.
"Young man, no matter how stunning and talented you were in the past, if you fall into my hands today, you will die!"
The old farmer stared at Chu Xuan expressionlessly, and said lightly.
It has to be said that the actions of the people behind the scenes are really hard to guard against.
Neither Chu Xuan nor the Lord of the Five Elements Realm thought that someone would tamper with the gate of the realm.
After all, the teleportation hall is an important place for any force, and it has always been strictly guarded against it.
Coupled with the particularity of the boundary gate, ordinary people can't do it at all.
Most importantly, this move is not fatal.
If it were an ordinary immortal, if the gate exploded, he might die without a place to bury him.
But for a strong man like Chu Xuan who is not an immortal king but is better than an immortal king, it is impossible for him to be buried with him, let alone the explosion of the world gate, even if the general world is destroyed.
The people behind the scenes obviously understand this, so the real ultimate move is not the gate.
The boundary gate is just a guide.
When Chu Xuan settled down again, he found that he had come to another world.
Obviously, this is not Kunwu's world.
Because the world pressure is different.
Chu Xuan looked around, and suddenly couldn't help frowning.
This place feels like a cage to him, and he seems to be in a purgatory at the moment.
But this is not the most troublesome place.
The most troublesome thing is that his physical body and soul are forcibly separated at this moment.
Chu Xuan's spirit was suspended in mid-air.
Looking down, his physical body was standing on the ground, and was entangled by mysterious chains of rules.
These chains of rules not only shone brightly, but also surged with a palpitating and terrifying aura.
The reason why its physical body and soul are separated is obviously related to the chains of rules.
"What the hell is this place?"
Chu Xuan frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"This is Soul Prison!"
Seemingly hearing Chu Xuan's question, an old voice responded.
Chu Xuan immediately turned his head to look, and soon saw a human with the appearance of an old farmer appearing in his sight.
The other party was stooped, with dark skin, old and wrinkled face, and a dry pipe in his hand.
But from the outside, it seems that there is no difference from ordinary old farmers.
With a kind smile on his face, he walked over step by step.
However, he didn't go into purgatory, but stopped outside.
"Soul Prison?"
Chu Xuan chanted this name, looked at his physical body, and suddenly realized something in his heart, "Purgatory for the soul?"
"Yes, no matter what kind of creatures go in, only the soul can move."
The old farmer nodded, but did not deny it.
That's why he didn't go to purgatory.
Because once he entered, the situation would be no different from that of Chu Xuan.
"Are you... from the Temple of Death?"
Chu Xuan's thoughts turned, he quickly raised his head, and asked suddenly.
The old farmer was taken aback for a moment, he was really surprised at this moment, and looked at Chu Xuan with a look of astonishment: "How do you know that I am from the Temple of Death? Because of this soul prison?"
Chu Xuan shook his head: "It's a wild guess!"
"..."
The old farmer's mouth twitched slightly.
He took a deep breath, and then said bluntly: "Since you have already guessed that I am from the Temple of Death, I won't say anything more, just ask you a question, do you want to live?"
Chu Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied with unchanged expression: "Who wants to die if they can live?"
The old farmer clapped his hands and smiled, and said with a teachable look: "Not bad, you are very talented and have a bright future. Why do you have to seek life and death?"
"I'm not beating around the bush. If you want to survive, the requirement is very simple. Hand over the Immortal King Artifact on your body, and then sign the contract of acknowledgment."
"In this way, not only can you write off your feud with our Temple of Death, but you can also get full training from our Temple of Death!"
"Cultivate it with all your strength, and then become the killer tool of your death temple?" Chu Xuan asked with a sneer.
The old farmer shrugged his shoulders, and did not deny this point: "Being a tool is also a manifestation of value. It is better than dying directly. After all, death is really all over!"
"How about it, have you thought it through?" The old farmer quickly asked again, "As long as you nod your head and agree, from now on, you will be number five!"
"No. [-]? I don't know how to call you?"
"Number three!" the old farmer replied, "By the way, the guy you killed is number four. If you don't like number five, you can be number four!"
Chu Xuan asked without changing his expression: "Then what if I disagree?"
"I don't agree, hehe, it's very simple, send you to die, and then those fairy king weapons on your body will also fall into our hands!"
"To tell you the truth, the Immortal King Artifact of our Death God Temple is not so easy to get."
"You take our White Wolf Battle Ax and Nether Dagger, and now you have to return our four Immortal King Artifacts!"
The old farmer said with a smile on his face while doing the calculations.
"In that case, what are you waiting for, come in and kill me!"
Chu Xuan didn't talk nonsense, and spoke directly.
But unexpectedly, the old farmer shook his head: "I'm afraid you made a mistake. If I want to kill you, I don't have to do it myself. From this point of view, you still don't give up!"
Having said that, the old farmer waved his hand.
The originally dark world suddenly became brighter.
Only then did Chu Xuan see clearly that thousands of strong men were sitting cross-legged in all directions of this soul prison.
These powerhouses come from various races, and they all wear black robes. Without exception, each of them has an astonishing aura surging from them.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that we have already investigated your situation clearly."
"Although you are in the realm of a quasi-immortal king, your cultivation is comparable to that of an immortal king, and your physical body is even more extraordinary. You also master a variety of top-level rules, plus so many immortal king weapons."
"To be honest, if you meet a guy like you outside, I will turn around and leave without saying a word!"
"However, there is a saying that is good. There are some shorts and some longs. No matter how strong you are, you still have flaws. Do you know what your biggest flaw is?"
The old farmer looked at Chu Xuan with a smile and asked.
Chu Xuan looked at him without answering.
"Spirit!"
The old farmer answered by himself.
"Your cultivation base is strong, your physical body is strong, your rules are strong, your celestial weapon is strong... only your soul is not strong!"
"So I designed this trap just for you."
"Forget it, since you are given a chance and you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me!"
A bloodthirsty light flashed in the old farmer's eyes, and he immediately waved his hand.
Seeing this, those powerful people from all directions immediately understood.
They didn't mobilize their cultivation, but they mobilized the power of their souls one after another.
One or two may not be a big deal, but it is astonishing how amazing the power of the soul is when tens of thousands of strong people work together.
In an instant, it gathered into a torrent, enveloping the soul prison.
And with the blessing of countless divine and soul powers, the soul prison also shone brightly.
In an instant, an incomparably terrifying force came to suppress Chu Xuan's soul.
"Young man, no matter how stunning and talented you were in the past, if you fall into my hands today, you will die!"
The old farmer stared at Chu Xuan expressionlessly, and said lightly.
