Cultivating by picking up attri-Chapter 146 - : Chapter 110: Completion of Foundation Establishment, Fratricide, Demi-Immortal Remnant

Chapter 146: Chapter 110: Completion of Foundation Establishment, Fratricide, Demi-Immortal Remnant

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Han Ye took a step back, brilliantly dodging Lu Xuanxuan’s sword technique.

“Immovable Rakshasa Body.”

Han Ye silently chanted in his heart, activating the Eyeless Rakshasa from his Sea of Consciousness. With a loud rumble, the ground beneath his feet shuddered. A towering, majestic six-armed Rakshasa appeared, radiating solemn authority and enveloping Lu Xuanxuan in its terrifying aura.

“What is this… could it be the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon?

Seeing the phantom of the Rakshasa, Lu Xuanxuan finally understood why Han Ye was so powerful despite his Foundation Establishment cultivation level. He was capable of condensing the legendary Heavenly Demon phantom. Such powerful bloodlines were only possessed by those with earth-shaking talent.

Within the realm of the Immovable Rakshasa, Lu Xuanxuan was completely suppressed by Han Ye, unable to retaliate.

Only after three moves, Han Ye struck Lu Xuanxuan’s right shoulder with his palm.

“Boom!”

The domineering force broke Lu Xuanxuan’s shoulder bone. She spat out a mouthful of blood and was blown backward, falling on the ground.

The sword in her hand also flew out of her grip, landing on the ground.

Han Ye swung his arm in midair, and the fallen sword flew up and landed in his hand. He pointed the sword tip at Lu Xuanxuan’s neck and said, “Women like you with a beautiful face who do not know how to cherish it deserve to die.” Lu Xuanxuan was lying on the ground, her eyes filled with fear. She pleaded, ■’Junior brother Han Ye, please don’t kill me. I will do anything you want. I could become your woman, your servant, as long as you spare me…

As Lu Xuanxuan lowered her eyes and bowed her head, her eyes emitted a cold light. She quickly pulled out a blue talisman inscription and threw it at Han Ye.

At the same time, she slapped her palm on the ground, sliding back three meters, then doing a flip to get up and hastily fleeing.

Seeing the talisman inscription thrown by Lu Xuanxuan, Han Ye was not panicked at all. His five fingers flickered, and the Rakshasa’s large hand from behind swung, using magic power to wrap up the talisman inscription and flung it dozens of meters away.

“Boom!”

The talisman inscription exploded above the ground in front of Lu Xuanxuan, releasing streams of electricity, and forming a powerful impact. Lu Xuanxuan was blown back by the force, falling once again at Han Ye’s feet.

“Thud!”

Without any hesitation, Han Ye thrust his sword towards Lu Xuanxuan’s brow, leaving a red mark on her forehead with a drop of scarlet blood flowing out from her skin.

Lu Xuanxuan’s body became motionless, devoid of life, turning into a beautiful

corpse.

With that previous strike, Han Ye used his sword qi to pierce through Lu Xuanxuan’s brain.

Although it seemed like just a red dot, it had actually shattered Lu Xuanxuan’s soul.

Han Ye looked at the slender sword in his hand, slightly nodding to himself, “A high-grade magical sword, it’s a thin one, which does not suit my style. I can sell it for money.”

Pocketing that treasure sword into his spatial ring, Han Ye went to claim the two bundles on Lu Xuanxuan’s back. Not only did these bundles contain twenty Gilded Emperor Mandala plants, but also elixirs and other valuable items that Lu Xuanxuan and Yue Xingmu had brought into the Golden Cicada Secret

Realm.

He put all the treasures and elixirs into his spatial ring to sort out later. Han Ye preserved all twenty Gilded Emperor Mandala plants in a jade bracelet. ■■With these Gilded Emperor Mandala plants, my chances of reaching a Rank 7 or higher Golden Core are significantly improved!”

Han Ye raised his head to glance at the mountaintop, spotting many more Gilded Emperor Mandala growing on the cliff halfway up the mountain than at the foot of the mountain.

However, an elusive layer of purple fog deterred anyone from reaching.

Han Ye shook his head gently, discarding the greed in his heart, murmuring to himself, “I won’t take the risk. There’s no need to gamble with my life.”

It was too dangerous up there, even Golden Core cultivators rarely came out alive once they entered.

Being able to gain so much at the foot of the mountain was already quite good. Han Ye carefully buried Yue Xingmu’s body and took Yue’s Storage Ring. As soon as he turned around, he unexpectedly felt as if something was missing.

He stopped and looked carefully at the ground, only to discover, to his horror, that Lu Xuanxuan’s body was gone!

Han Ye remembered clearly that Lu Xuanxuan’s body was laying less than ten meters away from him. How could it disappear without reason?

“Even a cultivator with a Nascent Soul wouldn’t be able to steal the body without a sound from such a close distance.

Suddenly, Han Ye felt a cold wind blow from behind him, he was about to strike back when—

A cold Jade Hand clasped his neck, rendering him immobile.

“Don’t move!”

A hoarse voice echoed from behind Han Ye.

The person behind him was extremely cold and exuded an intense chill, freezing the sweat on Han Ye’s back into crystal. He felt as if his own blood was about to freeze.

Han Ye strived to remain calm, refusing to turn around as he asked, “Who are you?”

■Me? Who am L.who am…who am I?” the voice seemed confused.

Although hoarse, the voice seemed somewhat familiar to Han Ye, similar to Lu Xuanxuan’s.

The hand strangling Han Ye’s neck suddenly loosened. The person took a couple of steps back, murmuring to herself in confusion, “Who am I? Who am

I…”

Seizing this opportunity, Han Ye swiftly lunged forward, creating a distance of more than ten meters between them before turning to lookback.

The person who had just seized him was indeed Lu Xuanxuan, or more accurately, Lu Xuanxuan’s corpse.

“How can this be? How did she come back to life? Impossible. I clearly used a sword qi to shatter her soul.”

As Han Ye stared at Lu Xuanxuan, who was standing in the distance, he noticed something was off.

Above Lu Xuanxuan’s head, there was a golden halo, forming a blurry humanoid shape.

The golden halo emanated a terrifying aura and an intense chill, covering the ground for tens of meters around with a thick layer of frost, keeping Han Ye at bay.

■’Is that…a residual soul? Why is it above Lu Xuanxuan’s head?” Han Ye’s expression grew serious as a potential explanation crossed his mind.

Mortals have souls, and cultivators have divine souls.

The higher the cultivator’s level, the stronger their divine soul. It was said that once the cultivator reaches the stage of Deity Transformation, their divine soul becomes so strong that they could achieve an out-of-body experience, absorbing Heavenly Earthly Spiritual Qi, and killing people from miles away without a trace.

And immortals could use their immortal power to nurture their divine soul into an immortal soul.

When a powerful being perishes, their soul should exist for about a century before dissipating.

Only an immortal soul, due to the residual consciousness of the immortal contained within, would not dissipate even after a thousand years. Instead, it would become a residual soul, lingering in the place of their death.

Could what he was seeing be an immortal soul?

“Burning Spring Lake is where an immortal perished. Could it be that the demi-immortals and immortals who died there turned into residual souls and, by some miraculous coincidence, entered Lu Xuanxuan’s body?

This idea occurred to Han Ye.

Gazing at Lu Xuanxuan, whose eyes were rolling back and body was twitching from time to time, he felt a chill run down his spine.