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Chapter 1040 Yes, I'm not happy!
The God of Gathering Souls has seen plenty of scenes of corpses strewn across the fields.

But the corpses of high-ranking gods littered the fields; he had hardly ever seen any in his life.

What the God of Gathering Souls found most unacceptable was that the person who killed so many high-ranking gods right in front of him was not a master whose strength far surpassed his own, but a junior whose divine power level was only Geng, and who was only twenty years old.

This would be even more devastating for him than being defeated by a powerful opponent.

"How about it, great god? Shall we continue? I see you don't seem to have much divine power left. If we continue fighting, I'll have to use a lot more skills to finish you off. But that's not a big deal for me. I have plenty of skills. See what kind of skills you like, and I'll provide them for you."

Looking at the young man in front of him, the God of Soul Gathering seemed to see his own arrogant self from not long ago.

Should we scold Lin Yi for being too arrogant, or praise him for being quite humane, allowing the Soul Gathering system to choose which attack to use to kill them?

The soul banner in his hand had unknowingly become heavier.

Ju Hun knew very well that his fighting spirit was constantly waning.

He wasn't sure if continuing the fight was even worthwhile. In any case, there were no spectators around, so it wouldn't be shameful for him to back down.

Anyway, only I know about this.

Feeling the abundant divine power and primordial energy flowing around Lin Yi, and sensing his unfathomable source power that seemed to have no depletion, an unprecedented sense of despair welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He knew he had no chance of winning.

Possessing an external divine artifact, one's strength would reach a new level, making one a leader in the Immortal King faction—these wonderful imaginings can only be realized in dreams.

No, that's not right either, he won't have any more dreams from now on.

Just as Juhun was hesitating about whether he should back down and hand over his natal artifact to end it all, a slightly familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Heh, I didn't expect this, I didn't expect this at all. Soul Gatherer, we've been set up. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. No, it should be the ant behind. We were actually outmaneuvered by such a weak kid. Do you accept this?"

The voice that echoed in my mind was spoken by Fuxi Fu.

The Fuxi Talisman, though situated on the battlefield, was not drawn into the war.

Fuxi Fu finally understood it.

Lin Yi, this kid, possesses an external divine artifact, and his actual combat power even surpasses his divine power level. Even Fuxi Talisman can't help but feel somewhat wary of such a guy.

Whether Lin Yi still has any hidden trump cards is unknown. If we have to ask whether the Fuxi Talisman is effective against Lin Yi, then it is definitely not. It is uncertain whether Lin Yi has the ability to subdue it.

In any case, for now, the Fuxi Talisman does not want anyone to become its master.

"Heh, so what if you're not convinced? You don't think you can still fight back against that kid, do you? You don't think you can do anything to turn the tide with your current strength, do you?"

The God of Gathering Souls spoke with three parts resentment and seven parts helplessness.

So many guys have fallen at that kid's hands. Even if he manages to leave the secret realm alive, how will he explain it to the Immortal King?

He couldn't lie to the Celestial King, but if he admitted that he had been defeated by a young man who was only twenty years old and whose divine power level was far lower than his own, and had done something so humiliating, how could the Celestial King let him off the hook?

Within the sea of ​​consciousness of the God of Gathering Souls, the image of the Fuxi Talisman appeared.

It transformed back into human form, its face full of wicked grins.

"Gathering Soul, Gathering Soul, your fate cannot be changed, but you can choose how you reach that fate." Fuxi Fu's words stirred a ripple in Gathering Soul's heart, which had finally calmed down. Thinking that time had almost stopped passing in the Sea of ​​Divine Consciousness, Gathering Soul hurriedly asked Fuxi Fu what he meant by these words.

The God of Gathering Souls has steered things in this direction. Even if he manages to take the Fuxi Talisman in the end, he will still die. The Fuxi Talisman might even end up in Lin Yi's hands, becoming a stepping stone for Lin Yi.

The Fuxi Talisman does not want to be controlled by others, and the Soul Gathering should not watch Lin Yi get away with it.

While he could still move, Fuxi Talisman suggested that the God of Gathering Souls burn his life force one last time. Even if the outcome couldn't be changed, he couldn't let Lin Yi leave this secret realm so easily.

"The outcome is irreversible, but before it comes, you can choose what to do. Do you let that kid take me away over your corpse, or do you let that kid stay in this secret realm forever, to accompany the two of us? Even without my help, you know what to choose, right?"

Burning one's own innate laws and plunging oneself into an abyss of no return indeed yields no substantial benefits from gathering souls.

At least the anger in my heart has been released.

At least he didn't get completely humiliated by a junior.

"Okay, tell me what I should do, and I'll do as you say."

The God of Gathering Souls readily agreed to the Fuxi Talisman's proposal.

In reality, Lin Yi threw many high-level skills at the God of Soul Gathering.

No matter what, the God of Gathering Souls is a super high-level god whose divine power level has reached Grade A. Even with the support of Wuzhiqi and the Great Sage who can take over at any time, Lin Yi cannot be careless in the slightest.

He must remain vigilant until the power of the God of Souls is completely exhausted.

Just as Lin Yi was about to completely exhaust the divine power of the Soul Gathering God, he was about to achieve the feat of killing someone many levels above him. Unexpectedly, the Fuxi Talisman hanging in the sky suddenly began to flash with brilliant light.

"What kind of trouble is this thing planning to cause now?"

As Lin Yi was chanting, Shenhe Song had already launched an attack. The viscous black liquid transformed into a giant hand and reached out to grab the Fuxi Talisman.

In its prime, in a one-on-one battle between the two external divine artifacts, Shenhe Song would definitely be no match for the Fuxi Talisman.

However, Fuxi Fu's great battle with the gods had just ended, and his divine power was almost exhausted. Under such circumstances, Shenhe Song was confident of victory.

"No, something seems to have changed."

The Wuzhiqi within his body possesses the greatest strength, the most combat experience, and naturally, the strongest perception.

The mutual perception between gods is quite acute.

The same applies to the mutual perception between divine artifacts.

The moment Fuxi Talisman launched its attack, it was unaware that anything was amiss. However, the instant the attack struck the talisman, Shenhe Song immediately noticed the change in Fuxi Talisman:
The Fuxi Talisman establishes a connection with people!
This connection is a bit strange, somewhat different from the connection between Lin Yi and Shenhe Song.

"What the hell?"

Before Lin Yi could react, the golden Fuxi Talisman had already vanished from its spot, and Shenhe Song's attack had completely missed its target.

"damn it!"

When Lin Yi used his keen senses to pinpoint the location of the Fuxi Talisman again, the Fuxi Talisman was already affixed to the head of the Soul Gathering God, just like the talisman affixed to the head of a zombie in a zombie movie. But wasn't the Soul Gathering God still alive?
(End of this chapter)