Chapter 1191: I Am Qingtian Emperor!

Appearing before him was none other than Vice Hall Master Tian Qing!

Wasn't he fighting with Master Wu and the others?

Most importantly, the first time he had seen this person, Tian Qing was imprisoned in the Master Hall and had never come out... How could he have become this bronze-masked man?

Zhang Xuan was filled with disbelief.

It was beyond his expectations.

"Indeed, Tian Qing and I are the same person!" Vice Hall Master Tian Qing nodded.

This fellow, ever since being captured, had never shown fear or worry; now this expression made him extremely satisfied.

"No... you are not Tian Qing. If I guess correctly, you must be Qingtian Emperor!"

Frowning, Zhang Xuan voiced his speculation.

These past few days, he had been suspecting that Tian Qing was very likely the so-called Qingtian Emperor; otherwise, he wouldn't have sought trouble with him and deliberately framed him.

But some details didn't add up, so he dared not confirm.

"You are indeed clever, but you shouldn't have said that..."

Vice Hall Master Tian Qing's voice turned sinister, and a dense aura of slaughter swept over, making one feel as if plunged into a cycle of hell, impossible to resist.

This aura of slaughter was even purer than that of Tianye King; anyone with weaker consciousness might be overwhelmed by the aura and faint.

"Since you know who I am, you should understand that the conflict between the Heterodox race and the human race is irreconcilable... Surrender to me, and you will not only live but also enjoy wealth and honor! If you refuse... I have no choice but to kill you!"

Qingtian Emperor did not deny it but looked coldly at him, as if looking at a dead man.

Since the other had guessed, it meant the facade was torn, and there was no need to keep up pretenses.

"You are Qingtian Emperor, and also Tian Qing... Then who is that fighting outside with Master Wu and the others? You... even if you disguise yourself well and hold power in the Master Hall, it should be easy to be discovered, right!"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help saying.

This was exactly what he couldn't understand.

If Qingtian Emperor was really Tian Qing, disguised as an ordinary master, others might not see through it, but holding power without being discovered—he found it hard to believe.

If the Master Hall was so blind that it didn't even know a Heterodox had infiltrated the upper echelons, it would have long been destroyed.

"Tian Qing is a reincarnation of one of my thoughts. His master identity was obtained through examinations and is real! For this identity, I prepared for a full eight hundred years. Unexpectedly... you ruined it. You should know how much I want to kill you!"

Qingtian Emperor sneered, killing intent surging in his eyes.

For the identity of Tian Qing, he had paid countless costs, even sacrificing the lives of many of his race.

If not for this person before him, he would still be Vice Hall Master of the Master Hall, wielding all power!

Eight hundred years of hard work, eight hundred years of sacrifice, all shattered.

Of course, over the years, through the Master Hall and its masters, he had also found very important information and obtained the items he wanted.

He was only one small step away from success.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have the mind to waste words with this fellow; he would have killed him on sight.

"Reincarnation of a thought?" Zhang Xuan was startled, then suddenly understood.

No wonder, based on his observation, that Tian Qing had a major defect in his primordial spirit, making it very difficult to reach the Out-of-Body realm. He had thought it was a problem from cultivation, but it turned out... to be just a reincarnated thought!

A thought itself is incomplete; cultivating to the Primordial Spirit realm is its peak, and achieving Out-of-Body is nearly impossible.

Because reincarnation of a thought means gaining a new life, and the true identity is Tian Qing. Thus, even the Library of Heaven's Path couldn't discern who the original owner was.

Though it sounds simple, as a Soul Witch, he knew the difficulty.

A thought itself is yin in nature; after reincarnation, it is like a yin soul clinging to the body. A newborn is very likely to die prematurely because of this.

Most importantly, this kind of reincarnation violates heavenly harmony and is not allowed by the Heavenly Dao. Even if it succeeds by luck, it requires a tremendous cost.

Even with Soul Witch methods, the success rate is less than one in ten thousand!

Otherwise, Mo Hunsheng wouldn't have risked everything for the Nine Heavens Lotus Fetus and sought to reincarnate.

Of course, the key point is that after reincarnation of a thought, one falls into a deep slumber. Some people may never awaken their previous memories until death, ultimately living a mediocre life until they die.

This is the so-called fetal confusion, the mystery within the womb.

Therefore, reincarnation is something no one would do unless they are at the end of their rope and have no other choice.

Moreover, each reincarnation causes great damage to the soul. If one attempt fails, there is basically no second chance.

Not only did he succeed, but he also became a seven-star peak master, controlling the Master Hall. Even with the support of his original body, it was still extremely formidable.

"Enough! Don't test my patience. Since I've revealed my identity, unless you surrender to me and offer your soul, you should know you can never leave here alive."

Qingtian Emperor snorted.

He dared to openly reveal his identity because he didn't care about the other leaking the secret; he had completely seized the initiative.

Killing the other was just a thought away.

"Alright, I surrender!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

"Huh?" Qingtian Emperor was startled.

Having lived among humans for these years, he knew the persistence and beliefs of masters. This fellow before him had been so arrogant, even easily breaking into the Master Hall... He had thought he would hold out, but never dreamed he would agree so readily.

That was too straightforward!

"Surrender requires offering your soul..."

After a moment's hesitation, Qingtian Emperor said.

“Of course!” Zhang Xuan nodded.

“Then good, make the sacrifice…”

Somewhat incredulous, but Qingtian Emperor still nodded.

Once the soul was sacrificed, a single thought could cause his death, so there was no need to fear betrayal. No matter how cunning the other party, it would be useless.

“Wait a moment. If I sacrifice my soul, can you really find me a suitable soulless golden man to let me live?”

Zhang Xuan interrupted him.

“No need to worry about that!”

Qingtian Emperor waved his hand, a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He had thought this fellow had more backbone, but it turned out he just wanted to survive.

No wonder. In the face of life and death, even many usually tough-minded masters would yield, just like You Xu back then, who had obediently followed his orders.

“Then… can I first be told the method of entering the soulless golden man, and give it a try?”

Zhang Xuan continued: “Only if I truly confirm I can survive, and that you’re not deceiving me, will I submit! Besides, if you want me to help restore the painting, you can only give me a physical body. Without a body, relying solely on a soul, I can’t pick up a brush!”

A witch soul could lift things, but a soul could hardly do so.

“This…”

Frowning, wanting to see what this fellow was thinking, he saw his face was innocent. Recalling the scene he had seen in the other’s sea of consciousness, Qingtian Emperor nodded: “Fine. The method to enter the soulless golden man is very simple…”

With that, he explained in detail the method to enter and control the soulless golden man.

“I see…”

Seeing that the explanation was not much different from Mo Hunsheng’s inheritance, Zhang Xuan acknowledged.

He had long condensed this method into the Heaven’s Path technique and had learned it. When he had refined the clone and let the separated soul enter it, he had used this very incantation.

“Release me, and I’ll enter the golden man…”

Struggling and finding himself still trapped on the altar, unable to move, Zhang Xuan said.

“Don’t try any tricks. This soulless golden man was refined by me, so I naturally know how to destroy it. Don’t think that by entering it, you can oppose me!”

Qingtian Emperor snorted.

“My soul is only at Saint Realm Second Layer. No matter how strong this golden man is, it won’t do much for me. Even if I truly plot something, I’m no match…”

Zhang Xuan said.

Pausing, Qingtian Emperor nodded.

It seemed he was being overly suspicious.

What the other said was true—just a Saint Realm Second Layer soul; how formidable could it be?

With a grab of his hand in the air, light flickered on the altar. Zhang Xuan immediately felt his body loosen, and his trapped soul stood up.

“I’ll give it a try!”

Standing up, Zhang Xuan’s body flickered and drilled into the body of the soulless golden man before him.

The next moment, the golden man opened its eyes.

Moving around, feeling no different from controlling a puppet, Zhang Xuan shook his head.

A person has sensations, has touch. Entering here with the soul, though one could survive, there was no feeling. It was like reanimating a corpse—in truth, it was almost the same as being dead!

No wonder, though witch souls could live long, many were unwilling to learn this profession.

Being human was naturally better than this kind of life, skulking in darkness and barely surviving.

Seeing that the fellow had entered the golden body without any other moves, Qingtian Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The golden body was his refinement; once the other entered it, it was like being locked in a cage. Killing him would be very simple.

“Make the sacrifice!”

He snorted.

“Alright…”

Zhang Xuan nodded, controlling the golden man to step forward to the altar: “Since it’s a sacrifice, let’s use this altar!”

With that, the golden man moved, and a soul shot out from its brow, slowly hovering in the air above.

“Hmm!”

Unexpectedly, the fellow was so proactive. Qingtian Emperor nodded, also came to the altar, and with a flicker of his body, his witch soul left his body.

He cultivated the witch soul lineage, and his soul was cold and icy, inspiring fear even before one approached.

For a witch soul master, the soul was important; only by sacrificing to the soul body would it be useful.

“Sacrifice!”

With a cold snort, Qingtian Emperor looked over with satisfaction.

He had thought the other was a tough character, but now it seemed he was still too young.

Once the sacrifice succeeded, he would become a loyal subordinate, never daring to resist again.

“Good!”

Zhang Xuan nodded. The soulless golden man suddenly circled the altar and slapped its palm heavily on it.

Hum!

The runes on the entire altar lit up instantly. In the blink of an eye, a tremendous suction force surged toward Qingtian Emperor’s witch soul in the air, devouring it.

“You… how can you activate the altar?”

Qingtian Emperor’s face changed color.