Chapter 620 - 173: Counter-kill in the Desolate Land, the Possessing Ancestor’s Soul is Severed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner

It felt as if his body had sunk into a boundless swamp. He could barely move, and even breathing became difficult! Such terrifying power... And this was while his opponent was sealed by the All-Seeing Mirror, their power suppressed! ’Netherworld Array, teleport!’ In the midst of the crisis, a thought flashed through Chu Fan’s mind. WHOOSH! The space around him rippled faintly. "Zhang Ling’Er’s" guaranteed-to-hit claw strike instantly grabbed nothing but air! The vicious black winds from her fingers tore Chu Fan’s faint Residual Image to shreds. Even a massive boulder not far behind him was clawed into dust by the terrifying attack! But Chu Fan himself had already blurred, reappearing in an instant on a high slope a hundred zhang away! ’The All-Seeing Mirror should be suppressing her power to less than fifty percent...’ ’I can’t believe that old ghost can still unleash such terrifying strength within this Mirror Image Space!’ Chu Fan panted slightly, a thin layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead. He looked up and saw that the possessed "Zhang Ling’Er" was in an extremely poor state. After taking two of his lethal Soul-Splitting Arrows head-on, the struggle between the souls inside her body had reached a fever pitch. They were devouring each other in a chaotic mess. The Zhang Family Ancestor’s Soul Division had originally intended to completely devour and assimilate Zhang Ling’Er’s soul, then take full possession of her young body. However, it had never expected that its very essence would be severely wounded by the "Soul-splitting Godslayer" Trait on Chu Fan’s arrows, a power that specifically targeted the Divine Soul. Now, not only could it not devour Zhang Ling’Er’s frenzied, resentment-filled soul, but it was even suffering a powerful backlash! On top of that, Chu Fan’s three heavy, powerful punches had not only shattered her Protective Treasure Armor but had also forcibly injected vast amounts of Extreme Cold Qi and Yellow Springs Death Qi into Zhang Ling’Er’s body. Like a cancer clinging to the bone, this energy relentlessly eroded her flesh and soul. KRAKA-KRAK... The silver Protective Treasure Armor on Zhang Ling’Er’s body, already in tatters, finally gave way under the dual assault from within and without. It shattered completely, its fragments falling to the ground with sharp, cracking sounds. Even more horrifying, her physical body seemed unable to withstand the violent conflict between the two powerful forces within. Gruesome, bloody cracks began to appear on her face and exposed skin... She looked like a porcelain doll about to shatter—a ghastly sight. Blood mixed with thick black gas streamed from the cracks, emitting a pungent, foul stench and making her appear all the more monstrous and terrifying. ’The soul is unstable, and the physical vessel is already breaking down...’ Watching the scene unfold, a crazed and resolute light suddenly flashed in Chu Fan’s otherwise solemn eyes. This was both an unprecedented crisis and the moment when the old ghost’s Soul Division was at its weakest and most vulnerable! It all came down to this. ’Time to go all in!’ With a thought, he instantly activated the array patterns at his feet. Using the Netherworld Array’s teleportation power, he instantly moved to a position not far from Tang Yu. "Tang Yu! Get over here, now!" "Transfer all of your Primordial Qi to me!" Chu Fan barked at Tang Yu, his tone leaving no room for argument. Tang Yu was stunned by the sudden command, a look of confusion on her face. She had no idea what Chu Fan was planning. Transferring all of one’s Primordial Qi to another person was an extremely dangerous act. If the recipient’s meridians couldn’t handle such a massive amount of Primordial Qi and their body exploded, or if they were ambushed by an enemy during the transfer, both of them would surely die! But then she reconsidered. Given the critical situation and the possessed "Zhang Ling’Er’s" increasingly frantic aura, it was clear she was at the end of her rope and wanted to take everyone down with her! Today, either "Zhang Ling’Er" would die, or she and Chu Fan would. ’I’ll risk it! If Master dies, I won’t escape death either!’ Gritting her teeth, Tang Yu hesitated no longer. In a flash, she appeared behind Chu Fan and, channeling all her power, slammed her palms onto his back. BOOM! The vast and pure Primordial Qi belonging to a Bright Heart Realm, First Heaven Cultivator surged into Chu Fan’s body like a river breaking its dam, a torrential wave pouring in without reservation! "Ten Thousand Souls Banner! Rise!" Bolstered by this immense infusion of Primordial Qi, Chu Fan’s eyes flew wide open. His black hair whipped wildly as his aura surged, and his hands quickly formed a strange, arcane hand seal. "Netherworld Soul Refining Technique!" WOOOOOOO—! The moment the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared, the Mirror Image Space, which replicated the Flame Fire Forbidden Land, seemed to plunge instantly into the deepest depths of the Nine Nether Hell! The sky and earth turned dark! The air filled with the sound of countless, mournful wails and ghostly howls. A thick, soul-chilling black fog spewed endlessly from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, shrouding the entire Mirror Image Space in the blink of an eye. And above, in the void cloaked by the roiling black fog, an enormous black vortex materialized. It spun slowly, as if connected to the very ends of hell, exuding an aura that made one’s soul tremble! An irresistible, terrifying suction force, specifically targeting the souls of the living, erupted from the center of the black vortex. Like a colossal, invisible Melting Furnace, it aimed directly at "Zhang Ling’Er" below! "That’s... Lingkong Jade’s Ten Thousand Souls Banner! How is it in your hands... AHH!!" The Zhang Family Ancestor’s aged voice, which had always been so high and mighty, viewing all life as ants, was now tinged with panic and fear for the first time! His Soul Division was not housed within a sturdy vessel like a refined Paperman or Magical Treasure. Instead, it had temporarily seized the body of a junior to act as its vessel. And that very vessel, Zhang Ling’Er’s body, had already been completely broken down by Chu Fan’s repeated attacks. It could no longer contain a soul. Even though his Soul Division was inherently powerful, it was already severely wounded. He was like a turtle pried from its shell. How could he possibly resist the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Netherworld Soul Refining Technique, which were specifically designed to counter Divine Souls? "No! I refuse to accept this!" Amidst a bloodcurdling scream, a violently struggling mass of black fog was brutally ripped from Zhang Ling’Er’s shattered body by the vortex! It darted about frantically like a headless fly, trying to flee back into the body or break through the Mirror Image Space. But it was utterly powerless against the devouring suction of the vortex, which was like the gaping maw of an abyss! Even Zhang Ling’Er’s wisp of a soul, filled with venomous resentment, was swept up along with it. SWISH! It took but a moment, amid a hair-raising shriek. The once-unbeatable Soul Division of the Zhang Family Ancestor, along with Zhang Ling’Er’s residual soul, transformed into two streaks of light and were sucked into the black vortex. In the end, both were devoured by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in a single gulp! Once the devouring was complete, the celestial phenomena filling the sky slowly dissipated. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner immediately shrank down. An eerie, dark light flowed across its surface, growing ever deeper as it floated silently before Chu Fan.