Soul Trigger

Chapter 501 A perfect strategy
After the tombstone left, Ji Li did not leave the place, but looked at the Tianchao Hall below which had been blocked by the construction team and the Soul Bureau, quietly waiting for something.

"I was almost ready to do it." A childish voice came from the side.

Ji Li glanced at the little old man who walked out of the spiritual essence rising from the corner and smiled:
"gone?"

"left already."

King Yuanling looked solemn:
"I didn't expect that the dead apostles could enter our Shulong territory in this way. No matter what the final result is, this is a very important piece of information. The Tower of Babel..."

Because of his past experience with Odin, Ji Li is not a person who trusts so-called kinship. He believes more in what he sees with his own eyes.

Now the little old man can be said to have completely won his trust, so he no longer hides the matter of the Tower of Babel and his plan from King Yuanling.

"I still cannot see through Tombstone's abilities. As for the fact that he no longer needs Li Jiangxing's research materials, it is also very suspicious."

"You should have asked more questions."

"It's no use. It clearly doesn't want to tell me yet. But he has already told me about the Ouroboros.

Right now, according to what he meant, it seems that as long as I take action at the Dragon Leap Festival, Li Jiangxing will reveal some information, or Li Jiangxing’s research will reveal some information…”

Little Daddy frowned:
"Are you suspecting that there is something wrong with Lao Li?"

Ji Li shook his head:

"It's not that I doubt it, but the tombstone is very likely hinting at this..."

He thought about it and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket:

"No matter what, I want to make a third-hand plan. Originally, I was thinking about whether to invite a crazy woman to look after the place, but now there may be a more suitable candidate..."

In Ji Li's imagination, dealing with tombstones in Shulong country was not a difficult task.

Whether it is King Yuanling, other kings of the tombs or the royal family, even without Ji Li's operation, as long as the tombstone itself is exposed, it can be killed from the surface.

But the problem is that these backup assistants must be trustworthy. If Tombstone bites back, Ji Li will be the one who will suffer.

For this reason, in addition to King Yuanling, Ji Li also considered the possibility of Dian Po's help.

And right now, there is a closer candidate to consider...

As the call was connected, Ji Li spoke:
"Hello? Little godfather?"

King Yuanling's expression changed, and his dragon pupils glared angrily:

Are you acknowledging your new father in front of your father?
That’s right, the insurance that Ji Li was talking about was naturally the King Gu Ling whom he had just met.

Ji Li's appearance could cause him such great psychological fluctuations. In a sense, this guy might be more trustworthy than the Ninth Prince.

But more importantly, this guy is arrogant and strong enough, and is almost not influenced by any interests or connections.

After a brief explanation, the call ended and Ji Li smiled:
"It's done."

"...This is the first time I've seen this guy so easy to talk to, no..."

"Maybe he's not hard to talk to, but hard to contact?" Ji Li put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

"But these are just backup measures. If you really fall out with Tombstone, your and your friends' plans against Babel will be completely ineffective, and you will inevitably face Babel's revenge."

"I know, so I will take advantage of this time to learn something and get as much information as possible about the research in the Red Heart Laboratory. And the matter of his student is probably worth looking into."

Ji Li raised his hand and drew in the air.

A series of spiritual circuits were drawn in the air as easily as his fingers in his hands.

After his Dead Apostle level reached Double Mark, his ability to depict psychic circuits became even stronger, almost approaching the level of performing psychic rituals.

If we use a more vivid word to describe this behavior, it can probably be called:

seal.

He already had a perfect plan, which was enough to deceive Tombstone in killing Li Jiangxing. The only problem was that he needed Li Jiangxing's cooperation.

At this moment, inside the Red Heart Laboratory.

Li Jiangxing stood in front of the laboratory table, operating the sharp scalpel silently and efficiently.

Blood spurted out as the sharp blade continued to cut through muscle fibers, making slight tearing sounds.

Not far from his desk, a brain placed in a transparent tank was transmitting a scarlet breath along a set of equipment. At the end of the equipment was connected to the small rift generator that Ji Li had seen before, a small device used to observe the Hell of Resentful Dragons.

The red aura emitted by the brain was now penetrating the generator, reaching into the air and piercing into the small blood-colored dimensional point.

Behind that is the Hell of Resentful Dragons.

"Be quiet...it will be done soon..."

Li Jiangxing operated the scalpel, and spiritual circuits composed of blood and scars were laid out on the corpse one by one.

The brain with human hands and feet became more and more uneasy, until the entire spiritual circuit was completely generated, transmitting the bloody aura to the corpse, and the scarlet color suddenly broke out.

The brain suddenly grew a big mouth and let out a scream, then quickly wilted away.

But a scarlet aura swirled out from the crack, suddenly penetrating and hitting the corpse.

Following the bright spiritual circuit, the corpse began to twitch wildly, and then sat up suddenly, letting out a roar:

"Do not!!!!"

Then it suddenly froze and looked at its own hands:
"where is this place……"

Then he touched his neck and the hideous spiritual circuit scars carved by the scalpel:

"I am dead?!"

Then the same pair of eyes that could not hide their excitement met——

"Success... I actually succeeded..."

Li Jiangxing rushed forward and grabbed the corpse's hand:
"Do you remember who you are? Do you know me? Do you... recognize this face?"

He asked three questions in a row, and the corpse looked at the photo in Li Jiangxing's hand. It was a photo of two people, Li Jiangxing and a young man wearing round glasses.

The corpse was stunned for a while, then spoke hesitantly:

"I...I don't know..."

"Your name? Do you remember what your name is?!"

Li Jiangxing's heart was pounding as he stared into the corpse's eyes.

The corpse was silent for a while, then suddenly hugged his head and roared in pain:

"Who am I...I am..."

Suddenly, he stopped and raised his head sharply:
"I am... the last descendant of King Xiling, I am... the Avenger, I am You Ziqiu..."

The mist in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and distortion characteristics began to erupt from his body, and his voice instantly became distorted:

"I'm still alive... I'm still alive?! I..."

A pair of cold hands twisted his neck, and the spiritual circuits in his neck were completely destroyed.

The corpse fell down again without any breath, revealing Li Jiangxing's cold eyes:
"It shouldn't be like this. There shouldn't be any mistakes in the soul psychology connection."

He glanced at the brain that had stopped beating:
"Is it because of Verdan's deformed brain?"

He let out a long sigh and freed the brain.

The brain quickly rushed into the corner and hid, flying away from Li Jiangxing, but at this time he no longer cared much.

"Sure enough, if we want to get the answer, this little bit of Ouroboros power is not enough, but..."

He thought for a moment, and his dark eyes began to shine again:

"Wildan's brain was born because of Ji Li's power. The breath and connection that connects to the other world also originated from Ji Li.

Therefore, the soul psychology connection I added was completely erased. Ji Li is really that special..."

Li Jiangxing gradually made up his mind:

"The time is gradually coming. Now, the only thing to do is to go in person..."

(End of this chapter)