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Death Grip
“Is it really possible for someone in this world to have no Heart Soul? Could Punishment truly lack a Heart Soul?” Xing Chen furrowed his brow and said.
“Well... although it's hard to believe, it is definitely a fact. Punishment certainly has no Heart Soul,” Hate Emperor pondered for a moment before replying.
“How is that possible? I believe there cannot be anyone in this world without a Heart Soul. Even the indifferent and ruthless people must have a Heart Soul,” Xing Chen's gaze flickered; he could not accept that someone could exist without a Heart Soul.
Punishment was the same; even if he was cold and heartless, he must have a Heart Soul. Otherwise, how could he have cultivated to such a high level, and how could he almost step into the realm of command?
“I know you don't believe me. Honestly, even I myself dare not believe this point. Although I am quite sure that Punishment is an emotionless person, but...” At this point, Hate Emperor paused, then sighed, “Forget it; let's leave the matter of Punishment here! You should quickly use Soul Power to enter her body, or else after some time, you will lose even your last chance.”
“Understood.” Xing Chen nodded, then his Soul Power surged into Meng Xiner's body, condensing into a miniature version of Xing Chen in her mind.
For some reason, Xing Chen's Soul Power was also black, completely different from the illusory transparency of others.
“Is this Meng Xiner's sea of consciousness?” Xing Chen looked around at the empty sea of souls and couldn't help but frown.
After pausing for a moment, the figure formed by his Soul Power began to move forward. In this empty sea of souls, Xing Chen kept advancing but did not find Meng Xiner's figure.
“Since she has chosen to sleep, her soul must be hidden in the deepest part of the sea of consciousness. You should go there to find her!” Hate Emperor's voice slowly transmitted, guiding Xing Chen to Meng Xiner's resting place.
“The deepest part of the sea of consciousness?” Xing Chen fell silent for a moment before quickly rushing downward.
As he delved deeper, a chilling and bloody aura emerged around him, making Xing Chen feel quite uncomfortable.
“What is this? Could it be the power of the Hundred-Day Blood Curse?” Xing Chen's expression changed slightly. Immediately, a faint silver light enveloped him entirely, isolating that chilling aura outside his body.
**The power of Plaque specifically counters Soul Power; thus, the aura emanating from here must undoubtedly be the power of the Hundred-Day Blood Curse. That is why Xing Chen used** Plaque’s power to defend against it.
“What is that?” Suddenly, Xing Chen's movement paused slightly as a blood-red light flickered in the deepest part of Meng Xiner's sea of consciousness.
"This is the Blood Dragon birthed from the Hundred-Day Blood Curse?" Xing Chen's pupils constricted as he clearly saw the shape of the blood light.
It was a Blood Dragon still in slumber, and atop its head was a silver rune suppressing it, preventing it from awakening and causing too much harm to Meng Xiner.
Yet even so, it was constantly absorbing the power within Meng Xiner.
Beside the massive claws of the Blood Dragon, Meng Xiner's soul lay quietly asleep. At this moment, if the Blood Dragon were to awaken, Xing Chen had no doubt it would instantly seize Meng Xiner's soul and devour it.
"Hate Emperor, can you hear me?" Xing Chen slowly spoke.
"Yes, my child. This is normal; you need not be too surprised. Moreover, without a hundred days, it is impossible to break your seal. Even if the seal were broken, it would take a long time for it to fully awaken. Meng Xiner is temporarily safe," the voice of the Hate Emperor gradually transmitted.
"Is there any way to protect Meng Xiner's soul? Otherwise, if this Blood Dragon awakens early, wouldn't Meng Xiner die instantly?" Xing Chen asked.
"Well... there is a method. You possess a powerful force within you that can restrain the Yin Soul Ghostly Entity. This Blood Dragon lacks a physical form, so it also belongs to the category of Yin Soul Ghostly Entities. You can transfer this power from yourself to Meng Xiner," the Hate Emperor pondered for a moment before responding.
"As long as I can protect Meng Xiner's soul, I have no issue with using this power," Xing Chen said without hesitation. Immediately, a dazzling silver light radiated from his body, and gradually two large characters began to coalesce in the air.
This was the two characters left behind after the Plaque disappeared. These characters were also the source of this power. As long as they were integrated into Meng Xiner's soul, she would receive protection from this power.
"Bewitched by Immortals, Buddhas, and Spirits, Plaque of the Underworld!"
A chant that seemed to come from Jiuyou Mingfeng echoed slowly. Upon hearing this sound, the massive body of the Blood Dragon trembled.
As the characters became increasingly radiant and dazzling, Xing Chen's gaze sharpened: "Hate Emperor, it seems that Blood Dragon fears the power of the Plaque. Can I directly use this power to kill the Blood Dragon?"
"Absolutely not! Unless you want your beloved to die here. If you attack that Blood Dragon, it will self-destruct instantly. You can only eliminate this Blood Dragon by finding the Underworld Blood Fruit or the true blood of the Underworld Blood Dragon," the Hate Emperor quickly replied.
"Alright!" Xing Chen gritted his teeth and suppressed his impulse to attack the Blood Dragon. He then pointed at Meng Xiner, and immediately the characters transformed into a beam of light that shot into Meng Xiner's soul.
Then, a silver light briefly flickered through Meng Xiner's soul before it fell silent once again.
"Soul Formula!"
After injecting the power of the Plaque into Meng Xiner's soul, Xing Chen instantly cast the Soul Formula, aiming to communicate with Meng Xiner's true self for a few final words.
As Xing Chen's hands continuously formed one seal after another, a strange power immediately spread outwards.
"Meng Xin'er, can you hear me?" Xing Chen slowly closed his eyes and began to communicate with Meng Xiner.
Xing Chen repeatedly called out to Meng Xiner, but there was no response; she remained quietly asleep, her soul showing no signs of movement.
"Meng Xin'er, Meng Xin'er..." Xing Chen kept calling, yet still received no echo...
"What’s going on? What is happening? Hate Emperor, tell me what’s going on!" Xing Chen shouted, feeling a surge of madness. He was certain he had not misused the Soul Formula, yet he still could not reach Meng Xiner.
"I... I don’t know what’s happening either! Normally, once the Soul Formula is cast, it can directly connect to a person's true heart and their Heart Soul. Even if she is asleep right now, there should be some reaction; this situation shouldn’t occur!" Hate Emperor replied, equally stunned.
"I refuse to believe I cannot reach Meng Xin'er’s Heart Soul." Gritting his teeth, Xing Chen cast the Soul Formula again. Instantly, that strange power reappeared, enveloping both Xing Chen and Meng Xiner's souls within it.
"Meng Xin'er, can you hear me? Meng Xin'er..." Xing Chen tirelessly repeated the Soul Formula over and over again, but there was still no response from Meng Xiner; no matter how he called her, she remained in a deep sleep.
"How could this happen? The Soul Formula cannot be ineffective. If it doesn’t work, then there’s only one possibility..." Even with Hate Emperor's composure, he felt a creeping sense of dread.
"Meng Xin'er, Meng Xin'er... answer me! Answer me!" Xing Chen called out frantically but still received no results. This situation filled him with a profound sense of helplessness.
"Stop shouting; I know where the problem lies." Suddenly, Hate Emperor's sigh came through slowly. His voice carried an inexplicable sorrow and a hint of pity.
"Where is the problem? Are you suggesting that I lack a Heart Soul? Or that Meng Xin'er lacks a Heart Soul?" Xing Chen gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Meng Xiner has a Heart Soul; the issue lies with you—you lack a Heart Soul!" After a long silence, Hate Emperor finally spoke.
"Bullshit, if I didn't have a Heart Soul, would I be this angry?" Xing Chen shouted.
Those without a Heart Soul do not possess the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, and Xing Chen definitely has the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, so if he didn't have a Heart Soul, that would be absolute nonsense.
"Don't be so angry; what I'm saying is the truth. Although I don't know why you have emotions, you are definitely someone without a Heart Soul. Sooner or later, you will end up like Punishment, cold-hearted and merciless, killing without hesitation," Hate Emperor said.
"Impossible! I, Xing Chen, am definitely not someone without a Heart Soul. I have feelings; I have love. I experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. On what basis do you say I lack a Heart Soul?" Xing Chen gritted his teeth.
"Just based on your inability to communicate with Meng Xiner's true heart. You must know her well; do you really think she is someone without a Heart Soul?" Hate Emperor slowly replied.
"Meng Xiner could never be without a Heart Soul," Xing Chen said.
"So then, since she has a Heart Soul, the problem must lie with you. Moreover, Punishment could very well be your ancestor; it’s normal for you to inherit that trait," Hate Emperor continued.
"I don't have a Heart Soul... I don't have a Heart Soul... How is that possible? How could that be?" Xing Chen repeated as he used the Soul Formula again to try to communicate with Meng Xiner's Heart Soul. He wanted to prove to Hate Emperor that he had a Heart Soul and that he could communicate with Meng Xiner.
But after countless attempts, Xing Chen finally lowered his head in defeat. He truly couldn't communicate with Meng Xiner's Heart Soul. Could it be that he really was someone without a Heart Soul?
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