Chapter 911
Subduing the Eight Immortal Towers
Lin Xuan had made up his mind to die. He would either succeed or die trying. He would rather burn himself out than die at the hands of a Soul-Binding Envoy from the Soul-Binding Hall.
Nine hundred and ninety-eight floors.
When Lin Xuan reached this position, his soul had become half-illusory and was beginning to approach transparency.
"You're asking for it!"
The Soul Collector felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Lin Xuan's frenzied actions, finding it hard to imagine how terrifying this soul body must have been in its prime.
We absolutely cannot let Lin Xuan succeed!
The Soul-Binding Messenger's eyes gradually turned crazed. Although he didn't know why Lin Xuan wanted to go to the top floor, his years of combat experience told him that it would definitely be disadvantageous for him.
"Boom!"
The Eight Immortal Towers suddenly trembled.
The Soul-Binding Messenger unleashed all his power in an attempt to halt Lin Xuan's advance and delay him until his soul was completely consumed.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the black light mist shooting in from all directions. A mark flashed in Lin Xuan's hand.
The mark transformed into a barrier, isolating all the attacks.
Taking advantage of this time, Lin Xuan suddenly jumped up to the 999th floor. At this moment, Lin Xuan's soul body had reached a point where it was barely visible. If this continued, in at most three or four breaths, Lin Xuan's soul would completely disappear into the world.
Lin Xuan stood on the 999th floor. Although he was only a soul, he could almost hear his own heartbeat. If his guess was wrong, he would be doomed.
"boom!"
Above the top of the Eight Immortal Towers, there is a strange symbol. The symbol is very ancient, and Lin Xuan does not recognize it.
The symbol suddenly unleashed a burst of energy that entered Lin Xuan's body.
Lin Xuan felt a gentle yet powerful force perfectly enveloping his soul, and an extremely soothing aura swirled around his soul.
It felt like a hundred years, a thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years had passed.
Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in the Eight Immortal Towers was within his perception.
Sure enough, by reaching the top floor, one can directly gain the recognition of the Eight Immortal Towers and become the true master of the Eight Immortal Towers!
Lin Xuan is now the current master of the Eight Immortal Towers.
This time, not only did he unexpectedly obtain the Eight Immortal Towers, but his soul injuries were also largely healed under the healing power of the Eight Immortal Towers.
Although Lin Xuan only has a soul body, his actual combat strength is no less than that of a typical low-level Golden Immortal.
With the protection of the Eight Immortal Towers, Lin Xuan finally felt more confident.
"Oh? It's still here?"
Looking down, Lin Xuan saw that the Soul-Binding Envoy was still struggling at the 900th floor.
Because of the isolation of the Eight Immortal Towers, the Soul-Binding Messenger was trapped inside, unable to leave or restore his source energy. He could only sit and meditate on the 900th floor.
"It seems even God doesn't want me to die. This time, it's time for us to switch places."
Lin Xuan's figure appeared before the Soul Collector like a ghost.
The Soul Collector was startled by Lin Xuan's sudden appearance, but he quickly managed to regain his composure.
"You! You didn't die, but instead became even stronger!"
The Soul-Binding Messenger looked at Lin Xuan with a grim expression. He never expected that what were originally his food would now possess an unfathomable power.
"Hehe, now the roles of offense and defense have reversed for us."
Lin Xuan's lips curled slightly upwards, his eyes flashing with a sharp killing intent. He wished he could tear this Soul-Binding Hall envoy to pieces; after all, this guy had driven him to the brink of death, almost causing his soul to scatter. How could Lin Xuan let such a mortal enemy go?
"You may not necessarily be able to defeat me. Although you have recovered very well, you should know that I am an envoy of the Soul-Binding Hall. The methods I use are extremely harmful to your souls. If you really want to fight me to the death, then you can try!"
The Soul-Binding Messenger feigned composure, gripping the Soul-Binding Chains tightly in his hand.
"Really? Then I'd really like to give it a try with you!"
Lin Xuan smiled contemptuously, his strength suddenly surged, and he threw a powerful punch at the Soul-Binding Envoy.
The Soul-Binding Messenger yelled and threw his Soul-Locking Chain at Lin Xuan.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, the Soul-Binding Messenger's Soul-Locking Chains suddenly exploded.
"How is this possible?!"
The Soul-Binding Messenger was stunned. His Soul-Locking Chain was a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, which he had acquired at great expense in the palace, but now it had been smashed to pieces with a single punch.
"Hehe, don't you understand yet? The Eight Immortal Towers are now my domain!"
Lin Xuan's body slowly floated away, looking down at the Soul-Binding Messenger from above.
"you you you!"
The Soul-Binding Messenger pointed at Lin Xuan, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Heaven will not forsake me; die!"
Lin Xuan grabbed the Soul-Binding Messenger by the throat and yanked hard, pulling the Soul-Binding Messenger's body directly in front of Lin Xuan.
"How is that possible!?"
The Soul-Binding Messenger looked at Lin Xuan with disbelief, a hint of panic, and a trace of fear.
"Nothing is impossible. I've escaped death countless times, and this time will be no exception."
"You cannot kill me! I am a Gold-rank envoy of the Soul-Binding Hall, and I have come here on a mission. If you kill me, you will offend the Soul-Binding Hall and face endless pursuit!"
The Soul-Binding Envoy was also thinking of using the name of the Soul-Binding Hall to intimidate Lin Xuan.
However, Lin Xuan had heard far too many threats along the way, so he looked at the Soul Collector and smiled, though the smile was somewhat eerie.
"Very well, you still dare to threaten me even when you're about to die. Die!"
Lin Xuan pointed his finger, piercing through the Soul-Binding Envoy's body, and then devoured and refined the Soul-Binding Envoy's soul in an instant.
After consuming the soul of a Golden Immortal realm expert, Lin Xuan's soul became even more solid.
The Eight Immortal Towers merged into Lin Xuan's soul. Lin Xuan looked around, not knowing where he was.
"I wonder how things are going on the Eight-Nine River, the Eight Immortal Palaces, Qingyi, and Hongyi. I wonder how you are doing."
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, feeling a tightness in his chest.
At this moment, Lin Xuan had lost a lot and felt like he was starting over, but he certainly didn't lack the courage to start over.
Lin Xuan then randomly chose a place, hid his soul inside the Eight Immortal Pagodas, made the Eight Immortal Pagodas extremely small, and shot off rapidly in the southeast direction. This was a kind of aimless wandering journey.
This drifting journey lasted for a century! (End of Chapter)