Chapter 1262 - If You Don“t Seek Death, You Won“t Die

Chapter 1262 If You Don“t Seek Death, You Won“t Die

He glanced at the boundless spirit sea again, which seemed like a real ocean, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Had he come to the spirit sea of a Great Saint? Why did he have a feeling that he was digging his own grave?

When the black ghost slave hovering behind him sensed the spirit sea’s aura, it gave a deafening roar, then rushed with all its black smoke to the billowing spirit sea below.

Even then, the Little Saint came to his senses. He squinted at the Phantom spirit beside Bu Fang, grinning. “Acting all mysterious. How can a mere half-step Saint like you have divine will Phantom Spirit? Perhaps the reason why your spirit sea is so vast is that you are gifted, which also explains why you can fight four Little Saints despite being just a half-step Saint.”

Looking at Bu Fang, his eyes gleamed evilly. He didn’t believe that a half-step Saint would have a divine will Phantom Spirit. Even geniuses from the Di Ting Clan, the strongest of the nine major clans in Nether Prison, could not form divine will when they were still half-step Saints!

“So what if your spirit sea is vast? Spirit seas have always been playgrounds for the Wandering Soul Realm experts… After I devour your spirit sea, maybe my cultivation base will break through the Two-revolution Little Saint Realm! You must be my fated chance!”

The Little Saint’s eyes grew greedy. He couldn’t believe that he had just been frightened by Bu Fang, that he had been frightened by a half-step Saint. He felt ashamed.

Bu Fang had a strange look on his face. He stared at the confident Little Saint and didn’t understand where his sense of superiority came from.

At that moment, the ghost slave rushed toward the spirit sea with black smoke all over its body. With ghost flames dancing in its eyes, it greedily opened its mouth, wanting to devour the entire spirit sea.

“You can’t escape!” The Little Saint burst out laughing.

Bu Fang was speechless. Did he say he was going to run? Also, did this guy selectively ignore the four Artifact Spirits? They were so large that he couldn’t have not seen them. Or was this guy selectively blind?

When the Taotie’s soul ran into his mind to possess him and saw the Golden Divine Dragon, the Vermilion Bird, and the Black Turtle, it was so scared that it cowered and didn’t even dare to fart. Why was this guy so arrogant? Was this the so-called fearlessness of the ignorant?

As Bu Fang thought of this, the way he looked at the Little Saint grew even more strange.

Bu Fang’s strange gaze made the Little Saint uncomfortable. “Ghost slave, drain his spirit sea for me!” He let out a scream, then turned into a beam of black light and sped toward Bu Fang. At the same time, strange markings appeared on his body, and the black smoke around him suddenly turned into a long chain, which was extremely dark and flickered grimly.

“This is the Wandering Soul Realm’s Soul Chain! Your soul will be locked by my chain and suffer purgatory-like torture!” The Little Saint laughed and threw the chain out, which slithered through the void at full speed, clattering against each other.

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind him, hovering in midair with an indifferent face as the chain drew closer.

When the Little Saint saw that Bu Fang didn’t dodge, he sneered. “You’re courting death!”

Just as the chain was about to approach Bu Fang, a huge dragon claw suddenly appeared in front of him. The chain crashed onto the claw and wound around it.

“AHHH!” The Golden Divine Dragon raised his dragon head and let out a loud cry.

The Vermilion Bird rolled her eyes and thought, ‘Why is this stupid dragon shouting?’

In the distance, the White Tiger rolled his eyes proudly.

The Little Saint was aware of the dragon claw for the first time. “What? Isn’t this dragon just decoration for the spirit sea?” His pupils constricted as he said in disbelief.

The Wandering Soul Realm experts were careless about their appearance, but they all decorated their spirit sea. They would bring all kinds of divine mountains, animals, and plants into their spirit sea. Of course, these things were all fake, but they could satisfy their vanity. Moreover, their spirit sea’s appearance was the key to attracting the opposite sex. That was why the Little Saint thought Bu Fang was the same as them.

“A decoration?! Do you think Nicholas the Handsome Dragon is just a decoration? Have you ever seen such a handsome decoration?!” The Golden Divine Dragon’s huge head approached the Little Saint, setting off a gust of strong wind.

The Little Saint sucked in a cold breath. The next moment, the look in his eyes turned sharp.

“So what if you’re not a decoration? Even if you’re a dragon, you have to coil up in front of me! You do look good, though. I can move you to my spirit sea!” he said, grinning. The next moment, his eyes flashed red as he jerked at the chain in his hand.

“AHHH!” The Golden Divine Dragon raised his dragon head and let out a loud cry.

“Harder! Don’t stop! Quick!” The whole spirit sea rang with his voice.

“How is it possible?! How can the chain be useless?! How can the dragon in the spirit sea of a half-step Saint be so strong?” The Little Saint was stunned. With a crackling sound, tiny cracks appeared across the chain, then it shattered completely into black smoke and faded away.

The Little Saint staggered in midair. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down. There, his ghost slave was flying toward the spirit sea. Soon, it crashed into the sea, but it was instantly bounced off with a loud bang.

At this moment, the whole spirit sea began to churn. Water splashed while a huge shadow blanketed the ghost slave completely. It was the shadow of the terrifying old turtle, who was so huge that his body blotted out the whole sky.

The Black Turtle’s earthy yellow eyes turned and fixed on the ghost slave, who was so small that it seemed like a small dot floating in front of his eyes. Water vapor shot out of his nostrils and nearly blew it away. Then, his mouth opened, revealing countless sharp teeth.

The ghost slave was scared out of its wits. Without hesitation, it turned and planned to flee into the distance and return to the Little Saint. However, the Black Turtle suddenly inhaled, causing it to move back toward his huge mouth instead.

In the Little Saint’s shocked eyes, the ghost slave was completely devoured by the Black Turtle.

A ghost slave was not even enough to plug the Black Turtle’s teeth. After swallowing it, he looked around blankly, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep, sinking slowly into the spirit sea with the huge mountain on his back.

The Little Saint’s mouth was wide open, and his jaw was about to drop. ‘This… This… This is not f*cking decoration at all! Then… that dragon is not a decoration as well?!’

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the Golden Divine Dragon, who was staring at him with a playful look. He shuddered and turned to Bu Fang, who was just a half-step Saint.

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind him and twitched the corners of his mouth. Then, the divine will Phantom Spirit at his side suddenly opened its eyes and burst into bright golden light, illuminating the whole spirit sea and setting off stormy waves that swept across all directions. At the same time, translucent golden ripples spread from the spirit’s body.

RUMBLE!

When the Little Saint saw the Phantom Spirit’s eyes, he felt that he was going to kneel. His face instantly turned pale, and when the spirit waves swept across him, his body immediately became broken.

“You…”

He was really scared! ‘That thing is real… It is a real divine will Phantom Spirit! Why does this half-step Saint have a Phantom Spirit? I’m finished! The Wandering Soul Realm team is finished!’

In the face of an expert with divine will Phantom Spirit, the Wandering Soul Realm experts were like kittens. Their strongest technique didn’t work at all!

‘Run! I must get out of this place as soon as possible!’

What was the point of him staying here when even his ghost slave had been swallowed up?

His figure suddenly turned into a beam of light, and he was about to run away. However, a loud dragon cry rang out, and then he found that he was enveloped by a dragon claw.

“You attacked me, and now you want to run away? Do you think that’s the right thing to do?” The Golden Divine Dragon squinted at the Little Saint, his whiskers fluttering.

“I… I was wrong! I have eyes, but I failed to recognize Mount Tai!” Looking at the huge Golden Divine Dragon, the Little Saint knelt on the dragon claw without hesitation.

‘The Divine Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Turtle, and White Tiger are all f*cking divine beasts! I can’t believe they’re all here! This spirit sea is too luxurious! Why would I come to a place like this? I’m digging my own grave!’

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… This is the first time I’ve seen a soul who dares to enter the Little Host’s spirit sea… Your courage is commendable,” the Golden Divine Dragon said as a mighty surge of pressure suddenly spread out from his body.

The pressure forced the Little Saint to lie face down. ‘This pressure…’

Before he could think further, however, the Divine Dragon closed his claw. With a boom, the Little Saint was crushed into a cloud of smoke and faded away.

Bu Fang shook his head with emotion as he watched the Little Saint vanish into smoke. His spirit sea was impregnable. It was his strongest means, but this guy actually intruded it so recklessly. ‘If you don’t seek death, you won’t die…’

…

In the square, everyone held their breath and stared at the arena. Suddenly, some people’s pupils constricted as they noticed the two figures in the arena moving.

The Wandering Soul Realm experts all narrowed their eyes and grinned.

“That little chef should be going crazy soon!”

They knew that their mental attack was not something a half-step Saint could resist.

“By now, his soul should have been tortured to near death by Soul Eight!”