Chapter 908
Soul-Binding Hall
Am I really going to die like this?
Lin Xuan could feel his soul drifting in space, but he couldn't decide where his body would go.
If it weren't for the treasure he obtained called the Substitute Puppet, he would have truly been annihilated.
After all, that was the legendary supreme demon god, whose mere glance could reduce a group of immortal emperors to nothingness.
Lin Xuan prided himself on being among the top fighters in his realm, but even he was helpless against such a terrifying opponent.
The substitute puppet is very powerful, capable of replacing the user's body. However, the Heavenly Demon God who attacked this time went too far. Even with the substitute puppet, Lin Xuan's body was not replaced; instead, it was directly crushed.
This could also be because the Heavenly Demon God had not reached his peak state and did not take Lin Xuan seriously; otherwise, even if Lin Xuan had used the substitute puppet, he would probably have died there.
"Hehehe, what a rich soul you are! Why are you floating here? Come, come, let me take you to a good place!"
Suddenly, a piercing sound rang in Lin Xuan's ears.
Lin Xuan shuddered, feeling a chill envelop him. He turned around and saw a strange figure shrouded in a gray robe walking towards him step by step, holding a dark iron chain about the thickness of a thumb.
At this moment, Lin Xuan was able to slowly take control of his body. Looking at the strange man walking towards him, it was clear that he was up to no good.
Who are you?
Lin Xuan simply stared coldly at the gray-robed man, wanting to find out more about the old man's background.
"Hehehe, I am an envoy of the Soul-Binding Hall. As for you, you are naturally the spoils of war that I have set my sights on."
The gray-robed man didn't offer much explanation, only recounting his origins.
Lin Xuan had heard of the Soul-Binding Hall, as its headquarters were located within the Ninety-Nine Layers of the Long River.
The Ninety-Nine Rivers is the most central and largest area in the Immortal Realm, and is the most core place in the Immortal Realm, without exception.
The legendary Celestial Clan, an imperial-level power, has more than half of its forces stationed here, while the other half are scattered throughout various corners of the Immortal Realm, guarding its safety.
"The Soul-Binding Hall, I didn't expect there to actually be such a force."
Lin Xuan stared intently at the gray-robed man, a bitter feeling welling up inside him.
The Soul-Binding Hall is a genuine Emperor-level power. Three million years ago, there was a Soul Clan Emperor named Soul Emperor who strengthened himself by absorbing the soul power of others. He possessed immense strength and also founded the Soul-Binding Hall.
Because of the presence of a Celestial Emperor, the Soul-Binding Palace has become a top-tier power in the Celestial Realm in just three million years.
In the last 100,000 years, the Soul-Binding Hall has become increasingly arrogant. Its envoys frequently travel throughout the Immortal Realm, carrying out soul-collecting and death-seeking activities. As a result, the Soul-Binding Hall has become an object of fear for everyone.
If it weren't for the existence of the evil race, a mortal enemy of the immortal realm, the Soul-Binding Palace would likely have become a major enemy of the immortal realm.
"What pure soul power! Hehehe, if I were to offer you back, I'm afraid I could receive a considerable reward!"
The Soul-Binding Hall envoy stared intently at Lin Xuan, his eyes burning with fervor.
Lin Xuan's soul had been tempered countless times, so it was naturally extremely pure. In terms of soul power alone, Lin Xuan's soul was comparable to those top-tier Immortal Kings.
"Splash!"
Suddenly, the Soul-Binding Chains in the hands of the Soul-Binding Hall envoy flew up like a king cobra and shot straight at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan immediately assumed a defensive stance, but because he only possessed soul power, he was unable to use his Dharma body and had also lost his powerful physical strength, resulting in a significant weakening of various powers.
Lin Xuan now is probably not even as good as the lowest level of Golden Immortal.
The opponent was not only a Soul-Binding Envoy from the Soul-Binding Hall, who had a restraining effect on souls, but also a genuine Golden Immortal Realm expert.
"puff!"
The Soul-Binding Chains grazed Lin Xuan's arm, and a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from it—this was Lin Xuan's soul power.
"Damn it, this thing really has an absolute restraining effect on me!"
Lin Xuan stared intently at the Soul-Binding Messenger, mentally calculating a way to escape. A direct confrontation would likely be disastrous; the best option was to flee.
"Hehehe, you'd better surrender. Otherwise, forcibly taking you down will consume a lot of your soul power, which wouldn't be perfect."
The Soul-Binding Messenger rapidly approached Lin Xuan and once again swung the Soul-Binding Chains at him.
"Space jump!"
"Space Canopy!"
Lin Xuan unleashed two spatial techniques in quick succession, one to escape and the other to block, directly absorbing the power of the Soul-Binding Chains.
However, the soul-binding chains seemed to be equipped with a tracking system, relentlessly pursuing Lin Xuan and whipping him fiercely.
"How interesting. Even as a soul, you still possess such fighting power. You were able to put up such a fight against this envoy, even when facing a magical artifact that counters souls. It seems you were no ordinary person in your previous life, hehehe..."
The Soul-Binding Messenger's eerie laughter was like the sound of a cat's claws scratching against glass, extremely grating.
"Noisy!"
You can lose anything, but you can't lose your spirit.
Lin Xuan showed no fear; on the contrary, he attacked the Soul-Binding Messenger.
"What audacity!"
The Soul-Binding Messenger roared and lunged at Lin Xuan.
"Asura Purgatory!"
Lin Xuan unleashed his full power, and the Asura Purgatory enveloped an area of three thousand miles in radius, making this region seem like Lin Xuan's exclusive territory.
"What an amazing power, but today, no matter what, you can't escape it."
The Soul-Binding Messenger stomped his foot, tearing open his black robe to reveal a shriveled body with hardly any flesh on it. His head resembled a skull, making him look extremely gruesome.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. This Soul-Binding Palace was truly bizarre and evil, and it seemed no different from the evil race.
"Hahaha, kid, I was originally thinking of handing you over to the higher-ups and receiving a reward, but now I've changed my mind. I want to taste your soul for myself."
The Soul-Binding Messenger shot out with lightning speed, reaching Lin Xuan in an instant.
Lin Xuan wanted to take up his sword, but found that the Heavenly Sword was no longer with him and the Heaven-Slaying Sword could not be summoned. He could only use his qi to form a sword to defend himself.
"Clang!"
A clear, melodious sound rang out, strong and resonant.
The Soul-Binding Messenger opened its mouth wide, and looking inside, one could not see a trace of flesh or blood.
A gust of cold wind was exhaled from that mouth, and this cold wind even had the effect of corroding the soul!
If Lin Xuan were a complete physical body, with his soul residing within it, he would naturally be unafraid of this yin wind. However, Lin Xuan now only possesses a soul, making it impossible for him to escape it.
"Spatial Canopy, Asura Canopy!"
Lin Xuan used spatial power in his left hand and Asura power in his right, unleashing two streams of power that formed two barriers.
"Peng!"
The cold wind, as if seizing any opportunity, managed to penetrate through the two canopies of the sky and attack Lin Xuan.
Damn it!
Lin Xuan turned around and was about to leave.
Lin Xuan felt the power within his body; it was at most at the level of a First Tribulation Celestial Immortal. In addition, he had lost several trump cards at this moment, so it was truly impossible for him to deal with a Golden Immortal.
"Wherever you want to go, become my dinner!" (End of Chapter)