Mysterious mirror hanging high

"This..." Jing Yu was stunned. In fact, the moment he let Yuwen Baoge go, he had already made up his mind to play the long game and catch the big fish. He had already prepared himself for the trip to Yunding Fairy Palace to gain nothing. He didn't expect that Yuwen Baoge would actually give him this storage bag?

"Take it."

Yuwen Baoge waved his hand in a feigned generosity, thinking to himself, "I've probably spent all my savings treating my injuries and consolidating my Nascent Soul over the years. I don't know if I can find any valuable treasures on my body. Might as well do him a favor... Compared to the remains of the Incarnation of the Gods in Yunding Palace, his storage bag is just a bonus!"

When Jing Yu took off Yuwen Baoding's storage bag, Yuwen Baoge glanced at Yunding Tianjun's divine remains and murmured:

"The [Blood Refining and Forbidden Breaking Technique] is a legacy passed down by my clan. Don't tell me I don't know it?"

After saying that, he snapped his ten fingers together, and a stream of Nascent Soul magic power penetrated into the remains of Yuwen Baoding. With a roll of this magic power, Yuwen Baoding's body was refined into a pool of blood in a moment, which was divided into several blood arrows and pierced the key nodes of the protective formation.

The essence and blood of a Nascent Soul cultivator were indeed extraordinary. The once impenetrable formation suddenly shook... Yuwen Baoding had already been languishing here for a long time, and now, stimulated by the forbidden-breaking technique transformed by this essence and blood, the protective formation, which had been left for thousands of years and whose power and wonder had greatly diminished, was suddenly broken...

Snapped--

With a slight sound, the formation was broken, and the remains of the god were finally without protection and were exposed in front of the three people.

"The remains of Yunding Tianjun's divine transformation!"

Yuwen Baoge stared at the remains eagerly, and couldn't wait to step forward and pick up the storage bag on its waist.

The restrictions on the storage bag had become useless after thousands of years. They were instantly dispelled by Yuwen Baoge's Nascent Soul magic power. However, when he probed his spiritual thoughts into it, the joy on his face froze.

"Is this the storage bag of the God Transformation Heavenly Monarch?"

“Why are you so poor?”

The only storage bag of Yunding Tianjun actually only contained some jade slips recording secret techniques, the mechanism hub that controlled the entire Yunding Fairy Palace, and a small amount of spirit stones. As for spiritual objects and spiritual resources, let alone those of the Divine Transformation level, there were only a few spiritual resources of the Nascent Soul Golden Elixir. It was really shabby and did not resemble the wealth of a Divine Transformation Tianjun at all.

Yuwen Baoge looked grim, and he fumbled on the body of the incarnation for a while with a bit of reluctance, but the body only had a storage bag hanging around its waist, and the rest of the objects had nothing to do with storage. After searching for a long time, he only found a magic jade pendant that had some effect of nourishing the soul.

If this protective magic circle had not been broken, Yuwen Baoge would have suspected that all the treasures and inheritance of Yunding Tianjun had been taken away by Yuwen Baoding!

At this time, Jing Yu stepped forward and respectfully handed Yuwen Baoding's storage bag to him, whispering, "Sir, the restriction left by that thief is very powerful. I hope you can help me break the restriction of this storage bag..."

Yuwen Baoge glanced at the storage bag of Yuwen Baoding, and with a surge of his magic power, he immediately broke the restriction of the storage bag. He also probed into the bag with his spiritual sense and took a look. As expected, the remaining items of Yuwen Baoding were extremely shabby. So he returned the storage bag to Jing Yu, thinking:

"Yuwen Baoding didn't get the remains of Yunding Tianjun. Did he squander them all before his death, or hide them somewhere else?"

He did not notice that the soul-nourishing jade pendant he had just taken off from the remains of the God Transformation Realm flashed slightly, and an invisible and colorless soul escaped from it. If there were a high-level cultivator with spiritual perception reaching the God Transformation Realm present, he would be able to see that this soul was extremely weak, to the point of being almost destroyed by the wind.

The soul wandered in the secret room for a short while, and lingered in front of Yuwen Baoge, Yuanji, and Jing Yu for a long time. Finally, it gritted its teeth and pounced on Jing Yu!

boom!

There was nothing unusual on the surface of Jing Yu, but suddenly there was a violent storm in the sea, and the waves surged. Above the rolling waves, hung a huge Dharma image that stood tall and upright.

This Dharma image was over ten thousand feet tall, its face blurred, with three heads and six arms. It held six treasures in its hands: a staff, a bronze axe, a prayer flag, a canopy, a magic sword, and a scroll. It exuded a spiritual pressure far exceeding that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. It looked down at Jing Yu's soul in its sea of ​​consciousness, and its voice echoed within the sea of ​​consciousness:

"I am the Heavenly Monarch of Yunding. Junior, please quickly relax your mind and give up this honorable position in the Sea of ​​Consciousness. I pity you for the difficulty of your cultivation and will allow your soul to enter the cycle of reincarnation again. Otherwise..."

“It means the destruction of both the soul and the spirit!”

Jing Yu, dressed in a gray robe, stood on the only isolated island in the sea of ​​consciousness, looking up at the ten-thousand-foot Dharma image with a calm expression, as if he had no panic at all about being possessed by another body, but instead looked more like he was examining and contemplating it.

"Good young man, it seems that you are not willing to accept my toast and will have to drink the wine for punishment..."

"Senior, maintaining this ten-thousand-foot Dharma image requires a lot of spiritual energy, right?" Jing Yu suddenly interrupted Yunding Tianjun's threat and said abruptly:

"I wonder how long the remaining spiritual power of the senior can last?"

The ten thousand foot long Dharma image seemed to be strangled by the neck all of a sudden, and the threatening words stopped abruptly. However, because the faces of the three heads were blurred, their current expressions could not be seen.

Jing Yu, however, said to himself:

"There are three cultivators present. Putting aside those who have passed away, Yuwen Baoge is also a genius who has achieved a golden and purple elixir state. I believe his Nascent Soul acupoints must be quite numerous. Why didn't you try to seize the body of this Nascent Soul True Lord? Instead, you came to me, a Jindan cultivator whose potential has yet to be fully realized?"

"It's just that you're not sure, right?"

At this point, Jing Yu smiled and said, "It seems that Senior's condition is not very good. Even though he is a dignified Divine Transformation Master, his spirit and soul are already extremely weak. He actually picked on a weak persimmon like me."

The ten thousand feet long Dharma image was silent for a long time, then suddenly exploded and transformed into a thin middle-aged male cultivator wearing a cloud-patterned jade-white python robe. He flew in front of Jing Yu and sneered:

"What a sharp-tongued brat! Even if my soul is so weak, I am still at the Spiritualization stage. It's easy for me to deal with a mere Jindan-level junior like you. But it's a pity that you are so stubborn and unyielding. I'm afraid you will end up with your soul and spirit destroyed..."

"Isn't he a pseudo-god?"

Jing Yu curled his lips and said, "If Senior really has the ability to kill me at will, why would he waste his breath here..."

Yunding Tianjun had a gloomy expression, and his three-headed and six-armed form appeared again. A canopy and prayer flags hung above his head, and scrolls were unfolded and circled in front of him. The staff, the bronze axe, and the magic sword smashed down on his head, as if to kill Jing Yu's soul!

Jing Yu did not fight back, but sat cross-legged on the isolated island, clasped his hands together, and silently held up a soul shield to block all attacks from Yunding Tianjun outside the shield.

"Although Yunding Tianjun's soul is inherently powerful, it has unfortunately become weakened after thousands of years. Although I have just entered the Golden Core stage, my soul strength far exceeds that of cultivators of the same level. I also have the advantage of being at home and have the constant replenishment of my sea of ​​consciousness. As long as I guard my mind and defend with all my strength, Yunding Tianjun, no matter how powerful he is, is like water without a source and a tree without roots. His soul will eventually be exhausted..."