Chapter 2943: Just Bow Your Head and Apologize!

"Aren't we being too ruthless?" said a white-haired elder, the Great Emperor Mingjian of the Northern Soul Domain.

The old crone snorted, "What's the big deal? They're just a bunch of pseudo-immortal bodies. Dying for the ancestor is their honor! Besides, if anyone obtains the origin of the soul path, that's a tremendous opportunity for them! They'll thank us before we can thank them!"

The goat also laughed, "Sometimes people don't know how capable they are until they're pushed. In desperate situations, they can achieve something! They themselves would never have the resolve, so we have to help them make it. Yunni, junior sister, don't you agree?"

Yunni remained silent. The goat's laughter turned slightly awkward, and he felt quite annoyed inside.

Blockading the Seven-Colored Pagoda had been agreed upon by the five domains long ago.

To find the Undying Sovereign, a few pseudo-immortal bodies meant nothing.

Suddenly, a cold smile flickered across the old crone's face. "Yunni, junior sister, is this the one you said was the only one? It's only the seventh drumbeat, and his soul body can't hold on anymore!"

Yunni still said nothing, as if she hadn't heard a thing.

The old crone felt like she had punched cotton, utterly frustrated.

"Nine drumbeats and seven bell tolls—this kid probably can't even survive one round! And he wants to merge with the origin? What a joke!" The old crone continued to mock, regardless of whether Yunni responded.

Great Emperor Mingjian also laughed, "This time, junior sister Yunni might have misjudged! This kid is indeed like mud that won't stick to the wall!"

Since Yunni thought so highly of him, others had high expectations.

But who would have thought Ye Yuan was a flash in the pan, completely useless.

Not to mention Wang Qian, even Bai Cuishan, also from the Eastern Soul Domain, was far ahead of him.

The goat laughed, "Although we had to gather pseudo-immortal bodies from the five domains as a last resort, just in case, the most suitable one to merge with the origin is none other than Wang Qian."

The old crone sneered, "Shanyang, I don't like hearing that! Our Western Soul Domain's Zuo Leng is no worse than Wang Qian!"

...

Clang!

The third bell of the third round!

Wang Qian's soul body scattered at the sound.

Even these top experts could no longer withstand it.

Among these pseudo-immortal bodies, some were powerful, even reaching Emperor Haotian.

However, the evening drum and morning bell affected everyone differently.

If you were Emperor Haotian, it would give you the power of Emperor Haotian.

If you were True Emperor, it would give you the power of True Emperor.

So, the longer you lasted, the stronger your pseudo-immortal body.

Wang Qian had already done remarkably well to hold on this long.

Around him, fewer and fewer figures remained.

They should have all died long ago.

"Damn it! Where is the origin? If I can't find the origin, the evening drum and morning bell will only get stronger until they kill us all!" Wang Qian was getting anxious.

The Seven-Colored Pagoda was divided into seven levels, each containing a fragment of the origin.

Only by finding all seven fragments could one attempt to merge with the origin.

But even the first level was this difficult.

His expression was extremely grim.

The first level wasn't very large; their group of over a hundred had scoured every inch of it.

Yet, there was no trace of the origin fragment.

This drove everyone nearly mad.

"My soul body has already collapsed. That kid named Ye Yuan must have been obliterated by now, right?"

Wang Qian inexplicably thought of Ye Yuan and couldn't help going back to look for him.

He found that Ye Yuan was indeed no longer in his original spot.

Sure enough, he was already dead!

Strangely, a flash of satisfaction crossed Wang Qian's mind.

But soon, he smiled bitterly.

Why bother with a dead man? Soon, I'll be dead too!

Indeed, the origin left by the Undying Ancestor wasn't so easy to find!

Undying Ancestor, I'm sorry. Wang Qian is incompetent and cannot find you!

"Hey, Brother Wang, why are you still wandering around here? Your soul body is about to collapse. If you don't go find Teacher Ye soon, you won't last much longer!" Just then, a voice sounded behind Wang Qian.

Wang Qian turned around. He recognized this person, also from the Central Soul Domain, named Zeng Yu, of average strength.

Seeing Zeng Yu, he was startled. "Zeng Yu? You... you're still alive?"

In his view, Zeng Yu should have died long ago.

Zeng Yu chuckled, "I thought I was going to die too. But thanks to Teacher Ye, with my meager strength, I really would have died long ago."

Wang Qian was taken aback. "Teacher... Teacher Ye? Who is Teacher Ye? Hey, your soul body..."

He was astonished to find that Zeng Yu's soul body had become extremely solid!

Even more solid than when they first entered.

Logically, after three rounds of the evening drum and morning bell, even if he hadn't died, his soul body should have been overwhelmed!

What... what was going on?

Zeng Yu beamed, "Oh, Teacher Ye is Ye Yuan from the Eastern Soul Domain! He understood the deeper meaning of the evening drum and morning bell and taught us a method to train the undying soul body. That's how we escaped disaster! Otherwise, all of us would have died on the first level!"

Wang Qian's eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Zeng Yu, shocked. "You mean... using the evening drum and morning bell to train the undying soul body? How... how is that possible?"

Zeng Yu laughed, "Yeah, I thought it was impossible too. But Teacher Ye said that since the Undying Ancestor left a legacy, it must not be for killing people, but to make the undying soul body stronger! The evening drum and morning bell sound formidable, but they actually align with the heavenly way and are a profound technique. Once you find the method, you can strengthen the undying soul body! Look at me now—isn't my soul body much more solid than before?"

Wang Qian's heart was in turmoil.

This was the first time he had heard such an interpretation of the evening drum and morning bell.

His first reaction was that it was absurd.

But Zeng Yu's soul body was indeed more solid than before.

Clang!

Just then, another bell tolled!

Wang Qian felt his soul body about to be shattered into a pile of sand!

With great effort, Wang Qian managed to recondense his soul body.

But when he looked at Zeng Yu, he was dumbfounded.

Zeng Yu's soul body had also been scattered.

Even more thoroughly than his!

That mass of mist was so faint it was almost invisible.

But soon, Zeng Yu's soul body recondensed.

And it became even more solid than before!

Zeng Yu looked at Wang Qian sympathetically. "Brother Wang, Teacher Ye is now in the northwest corner, giving a lecture. You should go quickly! I know you and Teacher Ye have some discord, but just bow your head and apologize. Teacher Ye is broad-minded and won't hold it against you! Your soul body is in this state; at most, after two or three bell tolls, you'll be obliterated! I haven't mastered the technique well enough to dare teach it casually. It's better for you to hear Teacher Ye's lecture yourself. Well, I won't say more. I need to find the origin fragment. I'll be off."

With that, he left behind a flustered Wang Qian and walked away.