Beams of purplish-gold light shot through the space, filled with dense, purplish-gold mist.

The only sounds were the sharp whistling of things cutting through the air.

James and the Waitara Path’s soul spirit arrived in such a space after entering the Historial Palace.

There were no signs of the five treasures or the forty-nine cauldrons, nor any grandiosity or luxury.

It felt like they were standing in an endless realm of purplish gold.

Whoosh! A purplish-gold light beam shot past them, but the soul spirit caught it just in time.

“No wonder it was so hard to open the last door!" the Waitara Path’s soul spirit muttered through clenched teeth.

“Turns out the forty-nine cauldrons have somehow developed the consciousness of Yin and Yang, forming two spiritual bodies.” James, perfectly disguised as Yehria, asked anxiously, “Mr.

Waitara, what...

what is this place?” The Waitara Path’s soul spirit lifted his gaze.

“It was originally a dojo used for training and meditation.

else’s hands, it has become a place of danger and torture.” Just then, a

to be caught off guard and let himself get swept

appeared above the soul spirit,

The Waitara Path’s soul spirit

to break away from the lightning

a black and a white form rushed toward the soul spirit from his left and right, raising their swords and swinging forcefully

figures, flashes of sword

pillar, sipping some Chaos Absinthe while watching the

Waitara Path’s soul spirit had only recovered fifty percent of his real self’s powers, James could

was the Waitara Path’s source of

soul spirit had no difficulty

protectors, Zbynek and Lilibeth, had quick and

cultivators would not survive their fierce, constantly changing

to tell who would

something tugging

hand, and turned to find an adorable young child staring at him with big,

James was momentarily stunned.

he hadn't sensed the child's presence until she touched

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