After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

With a single punch, he pierced through the undead knight's breastplate, his five fingers gripping the soul core.

Soul Search.

The intelligence was poured into his brain.

The true stronghold of the Sheng Hui Consortium in the mortal realm is not in Europe.

In Jiangcheng.

The underground of the "Dongcheng Cultural Center" that Zhou Ran personally blew up.

Those people built a device under the ruins specifically to receive the energy fluctuations emitted when the Heavenly Corpse awakens, and then convert those fluctuations into energy that can be directly used by Western superpower systems.

Zhou Ran squeezed the soul core and continued to extract more from it.

Equipment structure, operation mode, energy transmission frequency...

Every extra breath we dig gives us more confidence for the battles to come.

But Black Impermanence won't give him much time.

He didn't dodge when the chain came at him from the side.

His right hand was still gripping the undead core, and his divine sense was still pulling at the last wisp of information.

The black, seductive chain bit into his right wrist.

The other end of the chain was connected to the bloodless white face of Black Impermanence.

Give Lao Fan back to me.

The chains did not reach the outer layer of the Taihuang Overlord Body.

It pierced through the skin and directly penetrated the golden core.

The undead core in Zhou Ran's palm shattered, and the soul-searching technique was broken.

He lowered his head.

The tip of the chain slid along the surface of the golden core, like a venomous tongue biting into the "cold phase" pattern.

That was the icy blue vein left behind after Bai Wuchang refined his essence.

Black Impermanence wanted to take White Impermanence's things back from his golden core.

Zhou Ran's consciousness was split in two.

He was still half conscious.

He knew that he was standing in the center of the battlefield on the north bank, and that the low-level undead within three zhang were being burned to ashes by the primordial blood and qi.

The tide of vengeful spirits was still crashing into the rebel ranks, and in the distance came the muffled sound of Qiao Kun's Yaksha cleaving bones.

The other half is all pain.

The chain, like a cold iron finger, pierced into the core of the dantian, peeling away the outer shell of the idealistic laws layer by layer, pulling it inside.

The Cold Phase Pattern had long since grown together with the four origins of Primordial Desolation, Dragon Essence, Heavenly Tribulation, and Demon Emperor, interlocking with each other.

The chain was scraped inch by inch along the grain.

Soul-snatching chains are tools used by the underworld to deal with souls, and they have a natural affinity for the fragments of souls within the golden core.

The Golden Core of the Mind activated its defense with all its might, using the power of laws to repel the chains and speeding up its rotation.

But Black Impermanence, as the soul-collecting messenger, is too meticulous in his work.

The tip of the chain bypassed the logical shell of the idealistic laws and, from the level of "Yin Law," directly wedged into the seam between the cold pattern and the base of the golden core.

It's like using a special wrench to tighten the only loose screw.

Zhou Ran's face turned pale.

The fighting on the battlefield never stopped.

Qiao Kun caught a glimpse of the Grand Commander being hooked by chains from afar. His round eyes turned red, and he charged over carrying a yaksha.

"Release our Grand Commander!"

The Yaksha slashed down.

"snort!"

Black Impermanence didn't even turn his head; he simply kicked back with his left foot.

Qiao Kun was sent flying backwards, sliding twenty feet across the ice.

Black blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he struggled twice but couldn't get up.

Although it is said that the two are both at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

It possesses the strength of a soul-binding envoy, enhanced by the virtuous deeds he possesses.

He's not someone a mere wandering spirit can compare to.

Even if the patrol speed were three times faster, it wouldn't be a match for them in a head-on confrontation.

"Don't come any closer!"

Zhou Ran shouted, having already made his plans the moment the chains entered his body.

The chain went in half an inch deeper inside the golden core.

The cold pattern was pulled and swayed, and icy blue light spots peeled off piece by piece from the surface of the golden core.

With each drop, a crack the thickness of a hair appeared on the golden core.

The original form of Bai Wuchang had long since died along with the "cold appearance" of the Golden Elixir of the Mind.

It and the other four fundamental sources support each other.

Removing the cold essence is like carving a hole in the golden elixir.

Once the hole is opened, gray cracks will seep in through the cavity.

The power of the Heavenly Corpse will flow back into his body through the cracks.

We can't let him succeed.

But you can't just pull it by force.

The Black Impermanence's Golden Core has reached its peak, and the Yin Marshal's essence, which is infused into the chains, is from the same lineage as the White Impermanence. The cold-patterned markings have a natural affinity for this power.

Pulling with brute force will only tear the golden core apart faster.

Zhou Ran closed his eyes.

I've figured it out.

I won't block it anymore.

Dan stopped his defensive spin.

The moment they gave up resistance, the tip of the chain pierced three inches deeper.

Black Impermanence laughed loudly, "This is the territory of the underworld."

How could a living person in the mortal realm possibly contend with a demon general?

But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Zhou Ran was not admitting defeat.

He is redefining the chains themselves using idealistic principles.

"These chains are for taking souls."

His voice betrayed no emotion.

"But in my rules, it's a key."

The Golden Elixir of the Mind is renewed.

But the forwarding was not a way to break free; instead, it was a chaotic rotation that bound the chains to the golden core as tightly as possible.

The Yin Law inscriptions on the chains began to distort.

The two characters “勾魂” (soul-stealing) were erased stroke by stroke and replaced with two other characters.

"Start".

The power that Black Impermanence poured in did not drain White Impermanence's essence.

Conversely, it was used as a catalyst by the Golden Elixir.

Instead of fading, the cold-patterned lines absorbed the Yin power within the chain, becoming darker, brighter, and more stable.

Black Impermanence finally realized what was going on.

He frantically pulled at the chain.

The black and gold patterns on Taihuang's left arm spread along the surface of the chain, crawling inch by inch toward Hei Wuchang's wrist.

The clanging sound of metal clashing against metal tore apart the two men.

"Didn't you want Lao Fan?"

Zhou Ran gritted his teeth, and the cold pattern on his golden core became brighter and brighter, with light shining through his chest and onto the ice surface.

"Then I'll take you to see him."

Inside my golden core.

Black Impermanence's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The cold appearance of Bai Wuchang is already part of the Golden Elixir.

In addition to the origin of Black Impermanence, the Golden Core of the Mind will simultaneously absorb the twin powers of Black and White Impermanence.

The Golden Core will gain an additional attribute called "Soul Hook".

When facing the Heavenly Corpse in the future, this may be the only non-physical means.

Black Impermanence's eyes turned completely red.

He channeled all his cultivation into the chains, intending to break free by force.

The two people were pulling each other on the ice.

Zhou Ran's feet plowed two deep grooves into the ice, and the Taihuang Yuan Bone made a creaking sound as if the bones were about to crack.

The ice layer cracked open like a spider web.

The divine sword intent surged out from the crack, striking both sides.

However, Zhou Ran's Primordial Bone and Sword Intent share the same origin, so the damage was reduced.

Black Impermanence ate the whole portion.

A bluish-white sword aura shot up from the ice, slicing off half of his sleeve and leaving a half-inch-deep gash on his right arm.

Black blood splattered onto that black face.

But he still didn't let go.

The two were close friends in life, and after death they served together in the underworld for thousands of years, their relationship having long surpassed that of colleagues.

Black Impermanence would never let go of this only chance to save Lao Fan.

The chains creaked and groaned as they were pulled by the two forces.

In the middle section, two beams of light, one black and one ice blue, collided violently.

That was the black and white twin essences sensing and pulling each other within the chains.

Then, the middle section cracked.

Right in the middle of the chain, the half belonging to the White Impermanence turned into a wisp of white smoke.