My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 34

In this process, he needed to borrow the body of a demon, so he was stained with traces of demonization.

However, this wasn’t a technique that allowed a Heavenly Demon to transform. It was a path that allowed living beings to continuously evolve and reach their limits.

Just as Immortal Huan Zhen said, this was a path to becoming a dragon.

A “dragon” didn’t necessarily refer to a specific species but was a name for a powerful creature. Demons that had reached the end of their bloodline evolution could be called true dragons.

Immortal Huan Zhen collected the nameless cultivator’s blood essence and sealed it in a special magic treasure.

Many years later, she became the head of a sect and a cultivator at the Transcendence stage.

She gave up the chance to become a True Immortal and used the divine power of the Red Dust Immortal to seal and refine the entire sect, turning it into the Secret Mystical Realm.

She killed her own disciples and grand-disciples, using their flesh and blood to nourish the mystical realm, and using her husband’s blood essence to nurture demons.

However, this process did not go smoothly. A Red Dust Immortal’s lifespan was limited. In order to live longer, she refined herself into an artifact spirit and fused with the immortal robe.

The soul of an artifact spirit was different from a living creature. If a person turned into an artifact spirit, not only would they have to pay a huge price, but even their own thoughts would change.

Nevertheless, Immortal Huan Zhen didn’t care.

She controlled this mystical realm and replayed the world again and again, allowing the demons to evolve. New species kept appearing, and she finally succeeded.

However, she was still lacking the final step of the Dragon Transformation Path.

This path began with the blood essence of the human race, and it needed to be nourished with the blood essence of the human race.

Therefore, she opened the Secret Mystical Realm and waited for the arrival of the prodigies.

Before entering the mystical realm, the mighty figures of the Divine Weapon Pavilion used their divine powers to probe the mystical realm.

However, no one could have imagined that this was a mystical realm left behind by Immortal Huan Zhen who was in the form of an artifact spirit, and even the higher beings had misjudged her.

“There’s still one last step.”

Immortal Huan Zhen looked at the body in front of her and her gaze fell on the pair of dragon horns.

The dragon horn was a flaw. A truly perfect dragon’s body would return to its original state and become a seemingly ordinary body again.

Immortal Huan Zhen believed so.

At that time, the remnant soul of her husband, which was hidden in his blood essence, would recondense and revive in this dragon’s body.

Over a hundred geniuses were sealed here.

Immortal Huan Zhen clapped her hands, and the star chains lit up. She was about to refine the elites of the various sects and turn them into resources for her dragon’s body.

A sigh came from the darkness.

Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain on his body with his white palm. He pulled the star chain away like he was pulling a soft noodle.

Lu Xuan had mixed feelings about Immortal Huan Zhen’s story.

The main reason was that it reminded him of her and Cheng Hongtan. The sense of immersion in the story was rather strong.

Of course, although he was touched, he still had to stop it when it was time to do so.

The people in this room were all prodigies of great sects. They had been selected from all kinds of geniuses. There were even true disciples of the great sects who could control the sect in the future.

If they really died here, the future of the cultivation world would be affected.

Seeing Lu Xuan’s actions, all the cultivators present were stunned.

Everyone was confined, so how come he could move freely?!

Hong Yu watched as Lu Xuan walked past him, and his brain went blank.

It wasn’t… Could it be that this person was like Senior Brother Yue, who had long run away and left an illusion here to act like a fool?

Hong Yu wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He thought to himself, ‘Can you guys stop tormenting Immortal Huan Zhen? Everyone still wants to take a few more breaths.’

Cheng Lingzhu was bound by the star chains, but she didn’t use the Dushi Sword House token to escape because Lu Xuan told her not to be afraid.

In the past, Cheng Lingzhu would have been terrified of facing a Red Dust Immortal but now…

The paragon of the Dao Evolution Sect, the true genius of the Archean Eon World , and the omnipotent Senior Brother Lu Xuan was standing beside her.

What was there to be afraid of?

With him around, the sky would not collapse.

Lu Xuan walked in front of Immortal Huan Zhen.

Immortal Huan Zhen’s body tensed up as she stared at Lu Xuan.

A…Golden Core cultivator.

Immortal Huan Zhen was sure that the young man in front of her was a real Golden Core cultivator. How did he escape from the chains?

Immortal Huan Zhen couldn’t understand.

She couldn’t even understand how he could have gotten so close to her.

As an Immortal, even if she was just a remnant soul that lived in the state of an artifact spirit, she would still have a part of Immortal Huan Zhen with her.

The pressure from a Red Dust Immortal was definitely not something a Golden Core cultivator could withstand.

Still, the other party was standing right in front of her, just a step away.

Lu Xuan reached out and grabbed the sword at his waist. He thought about it but still didn’t pull it out.

“Your story…It’s quite pitiful.” Lu Xuan sighed. “But what you did was wrong.”

Immortal Huan Zhen didn’t speak. She just stared at Lu Xuan without moving.

“I have a few questions to ask you.”

Lu Xuan circulated his spell, and a strange Dao rhythm suddenly appeared in his voice as if he was using some kind of secret technique.

“The Spirit Illusion Heavenly Sect invested resources in you and nurtured you.”

“No,” Immortal Huan Zhen subconsciously replied.

“Your master took you in as a disciple and imparted you with mantras. He gave you the authority to manage a sect and rule a region.”

“No.”

“Your senior and junior sisters from the same sect took up their own cultivation time as elders to share your worldly affairs. Did they do anything wrong to you?”

“No.”

“Your disciples treat their master like a parent and are very respectful to you. Have they ever let you down?”

“No…”

Immortal Huan Zhen’s voice gradually lowered.

“Then, what did they do wrong?” Lu Xuan asked.

“I…I… No, that’s…that’s…” Immortal Huan Zhen struggled.

“They didn’t do anything wrong. The only thing they did wrong was meeting you.” Lu Xuan’s voice gradually became stern. “The sect treated you well. You destroyed the foundation of the Spirit Illusion Heavenly Sect for your own selfish desires.

“Your master loved you very much. You were unfilial by cutting off the sect’s inheritance!

“Your fellow disciples supported and loved you, but you killed and refined them to operate the mystical realm.

“Your disciples regarded you as their role model and are proud of you, but you cut off their flesh and blood to feed the demons.”

With every word Lu Xuan said, Immortal Huan Zhen’s body trembled. She held her head, her expression painful and complicated as if she was experiencing some kind of intense struggle.

“You killed everyone in the sect for your Dao partner, but did you ever think that the rest had their own lovers?!” Lu Xuan shouted.

“No, it’s not like that!” Immortal Huan Zhen suddenly raised her head, her eyes red and hysterical, “I did it for him. For him, I…”

“You did it for yourself,” Lu Xuan said calmly. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Immortal Huan Zhen.

“When a person dies, it is like a lamp being extinguished. The soul cannot be returned. No matter how talented an ordinary cultivator is, it is impossible for them to have a Divine Soul that remains in their blood essence.

“Immortal Huan Zhen, you should know this better than anyone else.

“You insist on resurrecting your husband, but in your heart, you already know that even if something was born from that body, it would definitely not be that person.”

Lu Xuan looked at her and said slowly, “You are deceiving yourself. What you want to resurrect is only the longing in your heart, the young man who lives in your memories.

Immortal Huan Zhen’s body froze. She stared at Lu Xuan in a daze.

Her expression was dull as if her soul had been sucked away. She sat on the ground in a daze.