Gou can devour and become a saint in the cultivation world.

Chapter 446 Peak Fifth-Order Demonic Thought

However, at the same time, a situation arose that Chen Yi found particularly troublesome.

After splitting off half of its energy, the other half of the demonic thought that remained deep within Qin Chengcheng's soul began to spontaneously and frantically draw upon the power of Qin Chengcheng's soul origin in order to strengthen itself and repair the damage caused by the soul lightning and the energy consumed after splitting off half!

He could clearly "see" that Qin Chengcheng's already weak soul light was becoming thinner and thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, with strands of pure soul power being forcibly stripped away and devoured by the demonic thought.

Qin Chengcheng herself also noticed this change, and she desperately activated her Soul Thunder Divine Power, which was only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul realm, in an attempt to stop it all.

However, her power was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of that half of a fifth-order demonic thought, unable to budge it in the slightest, and she could only watch helplessly as her own essence was continuously devoured.

After a moment's thought, Chen Yi made a quick decision, taking with him the part of his soul that was entangled by demonic thoughts, and swiftly withdrew from Qin Chengcheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

There was no point in staying there any longer; it would only accelerate the depletion of Qin Chengcheng's soul.

Qin Chengcheng, as the person involved, was naturally aware of everything that was happening at the spiritual level.

When she saw Chen Yi's soul return to his body, and that a dark, writhing demonic thought was attached to the surface of that divided soul, her pretty face instantly lost all color.

"Chen Lang!"

Qin Chengcheng looked at Chen Yi, who had opened his eyes, with a face full of worry and fear, her eyes brimming with tears.

"What should we do? Have you—have you also been corrupted by those demonic thoughts?"

"This is terrible! It's all my fault, all my fault—"

Overwhelmed with self-blame and remorse for implicating Chen Yi, tears finally streamed down her face. If Chen Yi were to suffer the same fate because of her, she would rather her soul be scattered to the winds.

However, Chen Yi did not respond immediately, nor did he even glance at her.

He simply closed his eyes, furrowed his brows slightly, and focused all his attention on himself.

He understood Qin Chengcheng's worries and fears.

But he had more pressing matters to attend to at that moment.

Just now, while Qin Chengcheng was in his soul, he was hesitant to act rashly, fearing that he might harm Qin Chengcheng's physical body, so he was naturally unable to fight the demonic thought with all his might.

That demonic thought had seen through this point, which is why it dared to be so rampant, even turning the tables and taking the initiative.

But now, the battlefield has shifted.

This place is the origin of his soul, his absolute home ground.

That reckless demonic thought dared to pursue us here?

Chen Yi's consciousness sank into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

This place is a vast and boundless black and white space, where the yin and yang energies circulate endlessly, and in the center floats his enormous and solid black and white yin and yang divine soul origin.

In a corner of the soul's origin, a small clump of pitch-black demonic energy was attached to it, like a filthy sore, its tentacles striving to penetrate deeper.

Sensing the arrival of the master's will, the Yin and Yang energies in the entire sea of ​​consciousness suddenly boiled and surged.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Chen Yi's lips.

Once it's on its own turf, how could it possibly escape?

At this moment, the demonic thought was still gloating in Chen Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, feeling extremely fortunate for successfully invading this body with its extraordinary talent and for about to occupy the origin of its soul.

Once it devours the soul of this body and takes over its physical form, it can break free from the restrictions set by its master and attain true freedom.

However, its triumph lasted less than a moment.

Just when it thought it had victory in its grasp, the originally peaceful spiritual space around it suddenly changed color without warning.

A boundless, terrifying purple soul lightning, imbued with the awe-inspiring might of heaven, seemed to have been born from nothingness, transforming into a vast ocean of thunder that surged toward it.

The sea of ​​thunder surged, and purple lightning flashed like dragons, each arc containing a destructive aura powerful enough to tear apart the soul.

"What?"

The demonic thought was taken aback at first, then turned pale with fright.

It simply couldn't comprehend how such terrifying power could exist in the very origin of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator's soul. This defied all reason!

The next moment, it was completely surrounded by an endless ocean of purple soul lightning.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The ear-piercing thunder, accompanied by a sharp sound like a pipa string snapping, echoed continuously throughout my mind.

This is the mournful cry of a soul that has been forcibly torn apart and obliterated.

No matter how high the demonic thought's rank or how strong its essence, it was ultimately just a wisp of thought. Faced with this seemingly endless ocean of soul lightning, specifically designed to counter evil and wicked souls, it was utterly powerless to resist.

Each wave of purple lightning washed away a portion of its original power, completely erasing the violent and sinister will contained within it.

It struggled frantically, trying to break free from this sea of ​​lightning, but all around it was raging thunder. It was like a small boat caught in a raging storm, with no choice but to passively endure it.

"No! This is impossible! What kind of thunder magic is this?!"

The demonic thought let out a terrified and unwilling roar.

It could feel its own power rapidly dissipating, and its consciousness gradually becoming blurred under the constant impact of the thunder.

Before long, under the relentless erosion of the near-fifth-tier soul lightning, this arrogant demonic thought was finally completely wiped out.

With a final, piercing scream, its consciousness vanished completely from the world, as if it had never existed.

The sea of ​​thunder subsided, and the purple light dissipated.

In the center of Chen Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, only a ball of the purest and most refined primordial soul energy remained suspended, radiating a lustrous glow.

[Detected peak Nascent Soul stage demonic essence. Absorb?]

The system notification sounded in my mind at just the right time.

Chen Yi's divine sense enveloped that ball of pure energy, and he was also somewhat surprised.

It was actually the divine soul energy of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

No wonder he's so powerful; with just a wisp of his thought, he was able to drive Qin Chengcheng into a desperate situation, and even he himself almost fell victim to his trick.

Chen Yi briefly sensed that if he were to use the system to digest this wisp of divine soul energy, which had reached the peak of the fifth rank, it would take several days.

Although it will take time, this spiritual energy can provide his near-fifth-tier black and white yin-yang spiritual power with an extremely rich source of spiritual origin. Once fully absorbed, it will be enough to save him several years of secluded cultivation.

It was a stroke of luck, neither too big nor too small.

Moreover, Chen Yi knew that this was only a tiny, insignificant trace of the divine soul power known as the "Demon Lord".

If we could devour the majority of the Demon Lord's original power...

The moment this thought arose, Chen Yi immediately extinguished it.

That's utterly absurd.

He now has no intention of directly confronting a Nascent Soul demon whose soul energy has reached the peak of the fifth level.

These old demons are all warriors who have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They are cunning and ruthless, and may even be beings who have fallen from the legendary Void Realm.

Given Chen Yi's current strength, even a slight provocation could cause enormous trouble and endless repercussions.

How could he, for a moment of greed, invite such an unfathomable mortal enemy upon himself?

After temporarily resolving the clinging demonic thoughts in his mind, Chen Yi withdrew his consciousness from his sea of ​​consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

As the outside light returned to my eyes, I heard suppressed, heartbreaking sobs.

What he saw was a pair of beautiful, tear-filled eyes, brimming with worry and self-reproach.

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