Full-time monk: I am the prophet of civilization!

It was only after Jiang Tianchen's side, along with Mu Rong, Mu Jing, and a few others, that they discovered it.

It seems they were the ones left out at this forbidden spell conference...

He watched as Zu Huanyao, Hongwu, and the others got up and walked away, standing with Shao Zheng and the others.

Jiang Tianchen almost couldn't hold on any longer.

His lips twitched uncontrollably, and his usually resolute and composed eyes even looked at Hua Zhanhong, Lü Huan, and other military leaders with a hint of resentment.

No, you're cleaning up the aristocratic families without including me.

Okay, let's assume I'm in the central region and I'm afraid of alerting the enemy if I make a move, which is understandable.

But what about now?

Even that old fox Zu Huanyao and the old forbidden spell masters like Hongwu were lured away.

But no one came to talk to me about it...

They've really stopped acting altogether.

What happened to the promise of Wei and Fang being one family?

So you were just teasing him the whole time?

Jiang Tianchen misunderstood this point.

The reason I didn't contact him was simply because I had limited time.

Lin Fan and his group could only try to persuade the forbidden spell mage who might hinder their progress.

People like Zu Huanyao and Councilor Gu were persuaded yesterday by appealing to the greater good of the nation and the hope of saving the world.

Moreover, in a sense, not calling him Jiang Tianchen is actually a sign of trust in his character...

"Old Jiang, I'm sorry, I'll treat you to a good meal next time as compensation."

Seeing Jiang Tianchen's mournful eyes, Hua Zhanhong and the others realized they had been unfair and quickly said something.

"One meal?"

Jiang Tianchen seemed to sense something, raised an eyebrow, and instantly entered a bargaining mode.

"Ten meals."

"Three meals, no more than that."

"Ten meals, not a single one less..."

In an instant, the solemn meeting on forbidden spells turned into a marketplace where a few people haggled over prices...

"This is so boring, Mu Jing, let's go."

Seeing that the situation was beyond saving, Mu Rong didn't want to be caught in the crossfire of the alliance!

So he called Mu Jing and they got up to leave together.

Unfortunately……

"Mu Rong, you can't leave."

As Shao Zheng's serious and steady voice rang out.

Mu Rong and Mu Jing stopped in their tracks as they were leaving.

"What is Speaker Shao Zheng doing?"

Looking down.

Two vines had already bound Mu Rong and Mu Jing's feet.

The source of the vines was Shao Zheng, who had called out to the two of them.

Shao Zheng did not answer, but silently counted down.

'...3, 2...'

"1!"

As the countdown ended, Mu Rong—no, it should be said that the emperor of the far south—finally realized that something was wrong.

The frost quickly solidified, instantly freezing the vines at my feet until they snapped.

The silvery spatial starlight flickered instantly, clearly indicating an attempt to escape using spatial teleportation...

However, it was too late to run now!

The silver light surrounding Mu Rong and Mu Jing seemed to have hit a wall, and vanished in an instant.

The surrounding space has been sealed off.

Not only that, but the vines beneath my feet were cracked from the cold.

The frost on it was also rapidly receding.

In Mu Rong's (the Emperor of the South) perception, the ice elements within a radius of ten miles had all been stripped away.

Hua Zhanhong and the others, who had been haggling with Jiang Tianchen, quietly surrounded him and Mu Jing.

Chapter 103 Capturing the Soul of the Southern Emperor Alone, Causing Chaos in the Forbidden City

Space is sealed off, elements are stripped away, and forbidden spells surround the area.

These are nothing.

What truly alarmed the Southern Emperor's divided soul was that he could no longer sense the existence of his original body.

"A Soul-Sealing Formation?!"

Seeing that the Emperor of the Far South had figured it out, Hua Zhanhong and the others stopped hiding their secrets.

Various colorful magic arrays lit up around the hall.

Space is sealed off, ice elements are stripped away, a soul-sealing array is formed, a protective array is created...

Upon seeing this, the Southern Emperor's fragmented soul was immediately shocked and furious, not knowing what was going on.

"You want to capture me alive?!"

Feeling the increasing pressure and restraint around him, the Southern Emperor's divided soul panicked for a moment.

If it were still the original timeline, and Hua Zhanhong had discovered and purified it, the Southern Emperor would only have sighed.

Anyway, Hyotei Murong is just a substandard forbidden spell, so its value is average.

And this tiny fragment of the soul, once destroyed, is gone.

However, the Emperor of the Far South could not accept that his divided soul had been captured alive by humans.

Firstly, it concerns the dignity of the emperor of the roof of the world.

The capture of the emperor's divided soul, a dignified figure, would not only be a disgrace if word got out, but would also shake his authority in the far south.

In the original timeline, the Deathly Sword Peak, a ten-thousand-year-old demon that hunted Mu Ningxue and the little white tiger, was one of the regional overlords of the far south.

Besides that, the thing that the Southern Emperor's divided soul was most worried about was...

If I were truly captured and imprisoned by humans...

The various experiments he has witnessed on Mu Rong over the years are very likely to be applied to himself.

It's even possible that humanity could develop a way to control him...

After all, humanity's research capabilities are not to be underestimated.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Southern Emperor's divided soul directly revealed its true form.

A colossal phantom of a demon god appeared on Mu Rong's body, and Mu Rong's originally calm face began to turn ferocious and terrifying.

Cold and evil were the first impressions of everyone present.

"You want to capture me alive? You're dreaming!"

Faced with the encirclement of dozens of forbidden spellcasters, the Southern Emperor's split soul didn't even bother to fight.

While sneering and mocking, it rapidly disintegrated itself.

Clearly, it would rather commit suicide than let Hua Zhanhong and his gang succeed.

But the trap set by Lin Fan, Hua Zhanhong, and others was not so easily broken.

Hua Zhanhong, Shao Zheng, and the others jointly activated their magical energy, and several magic arrays in the hall instantly shone brightly.

Gentle rays of light shone down, and the fragmented soul of the Southern Emperor, which had been constantly collapsing, began to recover.

"Would you like to learn about the Soul Nourishing Formation?"

Seeing that the magic array was effective, Old Man Bao couldn't help but tease the Southern Emperor's split soul.

"You! You all!"

Feeling the speed of recovery, which was even faster than the speed at which he could harm himself, the Southern Emperor's split soul was almost laughing in anger.

This was the first time it had ever seen medicine being used to treat an enemy...

And yet, it actually stopped him from committing suicide...

"You won't let me die? Then I'll kill you all!"

When one move failed, the Southern Emperor decisively switched to another.

Either stop treatment and kill it.

Either watch it continuously regenerate and kill all the forbidden spellcasters present!

The phantom of the demon god swung out its sharp claws, attacking Shao Zheng, who was closest to it.

Unfortunately, Lin Fan, Hua Zhanhong, and the others had anticipated this.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Dozens, even hundreds, of sounds of air being torn apart rang out.

It was the sound of the Soul-Sealing Array emitting the Soul-Sealing Chains that was mentioned earlier.

One after another, pure white chains pierced through the figure of the Southern Emperor's divided soul, locking it firmly in place.

The claws that had been swung out earlier stopped less than a meter above Shao Zheng's head.

No matter how much it struggled, it couldn't let its claws fall even a fraction further.

Seeing that the Southern Emperor's divided soul was still not giving up, Dean Xiao finally spoke up.

“If you’re waiting for Mu Jing to help you, then you can give up.”

The southernmost emperor's divided soul heard the sound and looked in that direction.

Dean Xiao stood calmly, and at his feet lay another forbidden curse user of the Mu Clan, Mu Jing.

"Damn it, you useless piece of trash!"

He turned Mu Rong into a puppet and had him lie in wait in the Mu clan for many years.

How could the Southern Emperor's divided soul not target another member of the Mu clan's forbidden spell?

It had originally planned to have Mu Jing launch a sneak attack to destroy the magic array.

Who would have thought that before they could even make a move, Dean Hsiao would beat them into a state of infantile sleep?

First, the space is sealed off, and the ice element is stripped away, severing the connection between itself and its main body.

The subsequent healing array prevented it from self-destructing, and the soul-sealing array imprisoned it.

Even Mu Jing, the hidden agent who hadn't yet made a move, was taken down...

If one possibility is coincidence, then this intricate web of events clearly indicates that it was preordained.

A group of forbidden spells came to trick it, to ambush one of its soul fragments; they've absolutely no shame!

"Don't be so smug. After I disappear, my true form will come to settle accounts with you..."

In his final moments of being sealed and restrained, the Southern Emperor's divided soul spoke coldly to the assembled thugs.

However, Shao Zheng, Hua Zhanhong and others all disregarded this.

When the authorities chose to ban and capture the creature alive, they were already mentally prepared to deal with the emperor of the far south.