Chapter 1587: Escaping the Predicament

“Tell me how I can break this seal. I know that if I tear it apart with my own power, it could bring unimaginable consequences to this entire illusory space. Is there another way to overcome this problem?”

Xu Yang posed his question in the most direct and clear manner. In his view, if he were to use his supreme divine power to completely shatter the seal of this prison, the awakening of the Supreme God’s will would unleash a terrifying force that would lead the entire Misty Illusion Realm to destruction.

Although Xu Yang’s power might not guarantee victory even against the Supreme God’s will, the Supreme God was the source of life for the countless beings now inhabiting Kunlun.

If the Supreme God wished, forcefully using his power could easily obliterate the life forms growing upon his body. Therefore, Xu Yang chose not to risk the survival rights of the beings in the Misty Illusion Realm and opted for a more cautious approach.

Soon, he saw the beautiful Misty Goddess within the prison give a helpless, bitter smile. “It’s almost impossible for my physical body and soul to break free from this prison together.

Doing so would inevitably trigger the awakening of the Supreme God’s will. It would bring unimaginable consequences to my bloodline descendants. After all, this prison is bound to my main body, and the Supreme God’s will has long since drawn away my bloodline power. He can manipulate my bloodline to remotely control the destinies of my descendants.”

Hearing the Misty Goddess’s words, Xu Yang immediately abandoned the idea of taking such a risk, and his expression returned to calm.

“Is there really no other way?”

The Misty Goddess suddenly smiled sweetly. “There isn’t no way. It would require our combined effort to try and transfer the essence of my soul, using your physical body as a vessel.”

Xu Yang quickly voiced a new doubt. “But if that happens, your physical body will never be able to break free from this prison.”

The other party seemed unconcerned by this question. “What does that matter? A physical body is merely a vessel for the soul. I still have unfulfilled obsessions, so my soul cannot simply perish like this. This is also the fundamental reason why I have remained in this prison for tens of thousands of years without choosing to end my life.

I have been waiting for an opportunity, just as the Heavenly Oracle of Taiyi predicted back then. Fortunately, the day of opportunity has arrived, and you are the chosen one who will change the destiny of countless beings in Kunlun. Now, I can finally entrust my will to you.”

The Misty Goddess seemed to hold an inexpressible gratitude towards Xu Yang. As she gazed at him smiling gently like a spring breeze, Xu Yang felt his own soul soften slightly.

The two of them gazed into each other’s eyes, then instinctively extended their right hands. Through the crystal-clear prison, their palms met, and they both closed their eyes.

During this process, Xu Yang felt a brilliant halo erupt without warning in his soul world. In the center of that halo, the silhouette of the Misty Goddess’s soul gradually began to condense.

Although this process was relatively long, Xu Yang had enough patience to welcome this powerful soul as it slowly blossomed within his soul world, like a work of art.

Little did he know that the rebirth evolving within Xu Yang’s mind simultaneously meant the extinction of the soul within the Misty Goddess’s physical body inside the prison. One side perished, while the other was reborn.

The reason this entire process could be completed silently, isolated by the prison, was precisely because Xu Yang comprehended the Dao of Yin and Yang Taiji, the cyclical, endless principles of reincarnation.

These principles were fully manifested in his Dao. Additionally, the ancient runes of the other three paths and eighteen ancient guardian gods served as a guide between him and the Misty Goddess, providing clear coordinates for her soul’s rebirth process, ensuring her soul would not appear in anyone else’s soul world.

It should be noted that the successful completion of this entire soul transfer and rebirth process was also partly due to the Misty Goddess’s own unparalleled powerful talent.

When the Misty Goddess’s soul transfer was complete, her full soul silhouette finally appeared in Xu Yang’s mind. At the same time, the Misty Goddess’s physical body, sealed within the crystal prison, completely turned into a fully petrified statue.

Even in its statue form, every contour and angle of the Misty Goddess’s delicate body was exquisitely and perfectly sculpted. However, the transformation into a stone statue also signified that the former Misty Goddess had definitively ended her life’s journey.

This body would forever exist in the world as a statue, immortal and indestructible, yet it would no longer have any life essence. This statue became the sole reason for the prison’s existence beneath the lake, as if the Supreme God’s will had become the guardian of this sculpture.

Knowing he had fulfilled his mission beneath the lake, Xu Yang, bearing the newly resurrected soul of the Misty Goddess within his mind, quickly left the underwater area and reappeared in the center of the island.

Three days and three nights had passed in a blink, yet outside, hundreds of beautiful young women, including their leader, had not left the island. All remained devoutly guarding the island, awaiting Xu Yang’s triumphant return.

When Xu Yang reappeared before them, the complete soul silhouette of the Misty Goddess once again emerged behind him, looking like a totem. However, as the powerful aura of this soul essence fully emanated, all the stunning female disciples fell to their knees and prostrated themselves before the Misty Goddess’s perfect soul silhouette.

“Greetings, Ancestor!”

The Misty Goddess still smiled gently like a spring breeze. With a soft wave of her hand, all the disciples collectively gazed at her with immense reverence. At the same time, some of the female disciples, with expressions of astonishment, began to glance at Xu Yang.

Everyone found his successful act of guiding out the Misty Goddess’s soul to be incredible.

“May I ask, Ancestor, how did you break free from your former confinement? Was it perhaps with this young man’s help?”

The smile on the Misty Goddess’s face suddenly vanished, and she stared coldly at the current leader of the Misty Illusion Realm.

“How dare you be so rude. From today onwards, Sir Xu Yang is a god to be revered by all future descendants of the Misty lineage. You must respect him as you respect me. Without him, I, your Ancestor, could not have achieved soul rebirth and escaped that accursed prison.

For all these years, you’ve treated me like a demon. I fear you’ve long forgotten whose blood flows within your veins.”

Seeing the Misty Goddess’s demeanor, the female disciples were all trembling with fear. Little did they know that only Xu Yang understood that the Misty Goddess’s posture was simply meant to prompt these younger generations to adopt a more respectful attitude towards him—in essence, another display of deterrence, with no actual intention of harming or punishing them.