Purcell: Lord of the Void

At this time, the Holy Light Spirit God was already numb. He really couldn't understand why a good hand of cards turned into such a mess? The little advantage he had accumulated with great difficulty was returned with interest.

However, his strength level is here. A flawless peak pseudo-god is far from being comparable to a half-baked person like Zack. The Great Void Demon Emperor cannot take down the Holy Light Spirit God in a short time.

The battle among the top bosses is undoubtedly long and boring. Let us put it aside for now and turn our attention back to the nothingness outside the universe.

On the third day after the destruction of the Eight Wastelands, Xin's remaining soul finally regained consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the four corners of the sky, and an ominous feeling instantly surged into his heart.

"Damn it, I won't be captured, will I?" Thinking of this, his heart instantly sank to the bottom, his soul began to rush around randomly, there was a roar from the Soul-Locking Lamp, and several cracks suddenly appeared on it, and it seemed like it was about to break.

After all, the Oracle is just a toy for the big guys. It can barely carry the remaining soul of Xin, which is already the limit.

The soul fire that Xin had just ignited was only shaky for the moment and could go out at any time.

"Don't move. This is the last wisp of your soul. I took great effort to keep it alive." Hearing the noise, Bai Ye rushed in and said anxiously.

"Who are you?" Seeing Bai Ye, Xin stopped struggling. Although he felt that the other person's aura was familiar, given his generation, Xin knew all the demigod-level strongmen in history. But he had no impression of the young man in front of him.

However, from his perspective, he could see that the other party had some kind of luck and blessing, which could only come from the will of the universe and was definitely not something that the Void creatures could possess. For Xin, as long as they were not from the Void Legion, they could communicate.

"Don't you recognize me? That's right, after all, we haven't seen each other for a while." Seeing that the other party did not recognize him, a trace of disappointment flashed in Bai Ye's eyes, but he was soon relieved.

After all, the last time the two met was several years ago. At that time, he was still a young boy, and then his appearance changed slightly, returning to the way it was several years ago.

"Long time no see, I missed you so much, Senior Xin."

"It's you?!" Even though Bai Ye had adjusted his appearance back to several years ago, there was still a hint of disbelief in Xin's tone.

The reason why he didn't believe it was very simple. Xin knew Bai Ye inside and out. Even if he was fully qualified, this kid was only in his early 20s.

If the young man in front of him was really Bai Ye, then it meant that he had grown from an ordinary planet monster to a peak demigod of level 20 in 98 years.

This assumption is really too shocking. For most elves, the road of cultivation has just begun at the age of 20.

"It's me." Bai Ye nodded. He knew what happened to him, but it was difficult to explain it in a few words. He directly ejected a beam of memory light, which condensed all the major events that happened in these years, including the destruction of the Leda Universe and the death of Hunyuan Tianzun.

Unexpectedly, Xin's reaction was not the emotional breakdown Bai Ye had expected. He just lamented, "The people who should have died didn't die. But the people who shouldn't have died all died. It's really fate's trick." After saying that, Xin laughed at himself.

"Who knows? Maybe you have the tenacious trait."

"So where are we? How long have I been asleep?"

"You have been unconscious for about three days. To be more precise, you are in the void. To be more precise, it is the small world I opened up in the void. Don't worry, the Void Legion has other things to do and will not be able to find this place for a while.

Don't worry, just recover first." Bai Ye consoled him. After all, Xin was too weak now, and was only hanging on by the Soul Locking Lamp.

Xin recovered very quickly. The soul fire, which was originally the size of a grain of rice, grew to the size of a baby's fist within half a day. It also transformed into a phantom, able to break away from the soul-locking lamp and move freely.

The only pity is that because the opponent's body was damaged too badly and despite great effort, they were only able to collect some incomplete broken bones. These fragments alone are not enough to restore Xin's original body.

Bai Ye could only use his own strength to rebuild a body for him. After all, when passing through Wu, the soul without a body to support it was tantamount to seeking death.

However, although it was not genuine, Bai Ye did not cut corners when constructing this body. Whether it was the appearance or the actual effect, he tried his best to restore it to the original one. He used more than half of the oracle power alone. He even spent his own essence to enhance the opponent's resistance to the void.

“Senior, the normal heroic temple-level body is already the limit of what I can achieve at the moment. If you are still not satisfied, I can only strengthen it later.” Bai Ye said a little nervously.

"It's okay, just do your best." Xin was also a little helpless, but in his current state, he really couldn't complain too much.

Ever since he was stripped of his true godhood by "Wu" in that great battle eternity ago, the rank of this God of the Eight Desolations has been falling all the way. Now it is his turn to sit at the same table with the Temple of Heroes, which is really touching.

Fortunately, the body and soul fit well, and there was no rejection reaction. After a round of sit-ups, Xin's cultivation level was fixed at level 95. It was really a 10-point standard normal temple.

"Alas, I can't play in the peak game this time. I have to go to the low-end games to make a presence known." Before Bai Ye could comfort him, Xin joked to himself.

Then, while the Void Legion was busy constructing a teleportation array and had no time to take care of other things, Bai Ye followed the pre-planned route and entered the space-time rift through phase teleportation.

But the next second, he was hit head-on by a series of space-time storms. Fortunately, he had a strong foundation and the space-time storms could not shake him. Otherwise, who knows where he would have been swept away.

But then, he frowned. He could withstand the storm without being affected, but the elves on the Seer could not. Even Star Emperor and Cang Xing could only ensure that the Seer would not be damaged.

"It seems that someone is fighting in the space-time rift?! What a madman." Xin immediately realized the cause of the incident, and Bai Ye immediately set off to find out what was going on.

“Don’t go. This is a time and space storm of this magnitude. Both warring parties are at least at the pseudo-god level. As a peak demigod, you’d better not join in the fun. The most urgent thing is to find the Seer ship as soon as possible. Xinghuang doesn’t have a good understanding of time and space, and he will be exhausted to death after a long time.” Xin said bluntly. Even though his strength has been repeatedly damaged, his vision is still incomparable to ordinary people.