Chapter 670: Change of Fate Jade Disk

Qinghe Shangren burst into laughter. "You know nothing about a soul leaving the body! Means to restrain a soul body are extremely rare in this world. Let alone a mere Core Formation cultivator like you! Even a Nascent Soul realm expert can only watch me leave!"

These words were not false. How overwhelmingly powerful was the Tiger Demon Emperor back then? With cultivation close to the Soul Transformation realm, how invincible was he? Yet, didn't the remnant soul of Six Paths Shangren escape right under his nose? Ordinary physical techniques, spells, and innate bloodlines had no effect on an ethereal soul body. Once a Nascent Soul expert decisively separated their soul from their body before death, no one could stop them—unless, by chance, that person possessed a magic treasure capable of suppressing souls, and it had to be a spirit artifact or higher.

Jiang Fan coldly said, "Then I have some bad news for you! A method to restrain soul bodies? I just happen to have it!"

Before Qinghe Shangren could react, Jiang Fan suddenly pulled out the Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads. Six Paths Shangren's remnant soul was tightly entangled by these Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads. Perhaps due to being entangled for too long, it had fallen into a coma. Jiang Fan no longer paid attention to it at this moment. With a flick of the prayer beads, he flung it away as if it were a nuisance, then threw them upwards. The Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads immediately flew towards Qinghe Shangren.

"What?" Qinghe Shangren shrieked, his sinister grin freezing on his face. "The Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads lost by White Horse Temple for a thousand years? How could they be in your hands?" He fled in terror, transforming into a misty ball of light and rushing towards the rift at extreme speed.

But the Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads had locked onto him. In an instant, they released golden Buddhist light, enveloping him. Under the illumination of the Buddhist light, Qinghe Shangren's soul body seemed to be strongly restrained, moving as slowly as if trapped in mud.

"No! Don't!" He struggled desperately, but it was futile. In an instant, he was bound by the prayer beads. Immediately after, the prayer beads wrapped around him several times, twisting him tightly like a braid. Only at this moment did Jiang Fan's heart completely settle. With a raise of his hand, the prayer beads, along with Qinghe Shangren's suppressed soul, fell into his palm.

"Bloodbath my sect? Slaughter my entire clan? Kill my friends?" Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes, staring at him coldly. "And made a venomous vow?"

Qinghe Shangren trembled, saying, "Young friend, those were merely angry words from an old man in the heat of the moment. Please don't take them to heart. How about this? I see that you have profound mastery over the path of thunder, very suitable for cultivating the techniques of my Myriad Calamity Sacred Palace. I'll write you a recommendation letter so you can join the Myriad Calamity Sacred Palace. That way, you'll have the opportunity to access the Myriad Calamity Sacred Palace's top-tier thunder techniques."

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment. He opened the spatial storage artifact in his palm, once again chanting the incantation "Caution is paramount, safety first." With a click, the spatial storage artifact opened. His divine sense casually swept inside, immediately discovering two incredibly familiar tokens. He promptly took them out.

"Thunder Origin Tokens? And two of them?" Jiang Fan's eyes showed delight. Upon closer inspection, his joy grew even stronger. "'Six Heavenly Thunder Arts: Shadow in the Clouds' complete version!" The Thunder Origin Token given to him by Lei Zhenhai was incomplete, allowing cultivation only up to the second layer. The most crucial third layer, however, could not be cultivated. Now, he finally had the complete version. Seeing the other item, he was even more overjoyed. "'Six Heavenly Thunder Arts: Indestructible Blade'!" Jiang Fan had personally witnessed the peerless power of Qinghe Shangren's thousand-zhang thunder blade shadow with a wave of his hand. Although it would be difficult for Jiang Fan to achieve such power with his current realm and thunderous energy, if he successfully cultivated it, its power would certainly be formidable.

"Heh heh, it seems I don't need to look far and wide." Jiang Fan glanced at the pale-faced Qinghe Shangren. He was not in a hurry to destroy his soul. Instead, he quickly searched inside his spatial storage artifact to see if there were any rare treasures related to healing souls.

However, upon closer inspection, Jiang Fan's brows furrowed. Besides the two Thunder Origin Tokens, there were only some bottles and jars of third-grade spirit pills, some precious but not exceptionally rare heavenly treasures, and scattered spirit stones.

"Why are you so poor?" Jiang Fan simply couldn't believe his eyes. "Aren't you a Nascent Soul expert?" This was vastly different from what he had imagined.

"I'm poor?" Qinghe Shangren felt greatly insulted. "My accumulated wealth is not ten or even a hundred times more than a mere Core Formation junior like you..." He couldn't continue because Jiang Fan had pulled out another jade disc. The spiritual pressure it emitted was incredibly powerful.

"High-grade... high-grade spirit artifact?" Qinghe Shangren gasped. Thinking further, the purple sword in Jiang Fan's hand that could easily sever his fingers, the powerful Five Magnetic Elemental Mountain, and the Soul Suppressing Prayer Beads currently trapping his soul—which one wasn't a spirit artifact? Even an early-stage Nascent Soul expert might not possess a single spirit artifact. This kid had a total of four such items. In comparison, Qinghe Shangren suddenly felt that Jiang Fan wasn't wrong to call him poor.

Jiang Fan held the Fate-Altering Jade Disc. His eyes gleamed slightly: "I originally thought I wouldn't be able to use this jade disc. To think I actually caught a complete Nascent Soul." This Fate-Altering Jade Disc, which fell from the Primordial Void Ancient Tree, upon collecting three Nascent Soul spirits and a drop of Soul Transformation essence blood, could produce a drop of Heaven-Penetrating Marrow, guaranteeing a 100% breakthrough to the Nascent Soul realm. Jiang Fan had never held out much hope for it. After all, that was a Nascent Soul; how could a Core Formation cultivator covet it? Now, staring at Qinghe Shangren's soul body, a flicker of burning desire appeared in his eyes. He might just have a chance to obtain this Heaven-Penetrating Marrow!

"You... what do you want to do?" Qinghe Shangren felt a strong sense of unease.

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "I want to ask you for a favor!" As soon as his voice fell, he poured spiritual energy into the Fate-Altering Jade Disc. The Fate-Altering Jade Disc immediately emitted streams of white jade radiance, enveloping Qinghe Shangren's soul, which was close at hand. An irresistible suction force instantly drew his soul body into it.

"Ah! What is this!" "My soul is disintegrating, disintegrating!!" "Jiang Fan, release me, please release me..."

As his last wisp of soul was absorbed, Qinghe Shangren's cries for help abruptly ceased. His soul completely dissipated between heaven and earth. A Nascent Soul expert of a generation thus fell. In the three Nascent Soul slots of the Fate-Altering Jade Disc, one lit up with a faint red glow.

Jiang Fan remained expressionless: "If you had shown even a shred of mercy towards me and Concubine Yunxia, you wouldn't have met such a fate." He silently put away the Fate-Altering Jade Disc.

Jiang Fan immediately began to clear the battlefield. First, there was the blood-red skirt; it lay motionless, completely still. Its consciousness had been utterly destroyed by Qinghe Shangren's thunder path. However, Jiang Fan had personally experienced its terror. If it struck a person, it could immediately absorb a portion of their essence blood; even Nascent Soul experts couldn't avoid it. How could such a treasure be missed? He immediately put it away.

Next was the broken hair ornament. The blood-red skirt must have protected it for some reason. Moving aside the Five Magnetic Elemental Mountain, Jiang Fan saw the hair ornament tightly clutched in Qinghe Shangren's hand. Just as he was about to take it, Qinghe Shangren's corpse suddenly opened its eyes and let out a familiar, sinister chuckle.

"Kid, you have so many treasures. Can't you leave some for me?"