Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3974: The Seven Souls Submit

Fortunately, your presence saved us, Origin Composition Daemon Exalt, or we might have faced grave peril this round…

Without the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt's intervention, our present circumstances would indeed prove challenging under these constraints. Never did we imagine that the insignificant insect from those days could rise to such formidable stature during our slumber…

All the souls grinned with delight, yet prior to fully reveling in their triumph, an odd aura abruptly manifested. Moments later, another form of soul power surfaced within the sea of consciousness.

As this soul power emerged, Jian Chen’s crumbling Ways of Curses astonishingly steadied itself. Beyond that, the dispersed fragments of ways within his sea of consciousness gathered anew, swiftly escaping the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt’s control and reintegrating into Jian Chen’s soul.

“W-what’s happening? My Shared Fate technique has truly faltered? No way, this can’t be…” The Origin Composition Daemon Exalt suddenly exclaimed in alarm the instant after. Disbelief overwhelmed him entirely.

His outburst instantly alerted the six other specialists who had only just eased up. Their thoughts grew taut once more.

“Origin Composition Daemon Exalt, can we truly rely on your innate technique?” One soul inquired anxiously. Their very destinies hung in the balance here. No room existed for any oversight.

The Origin Composition Daemon Exalt stood stunned. He murmured in confusion, “My current state is extremely weakened, far from my prime, yet the Shared Fate technique remains unaffected. The method solely depends on my soul's tier. I'm applying it to an inferior being besides. With my soul's caliber, deploying this technique would overpower even Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes. In theory, failure against a mere Chaotic Prime like him is utterly inconceivable.”

At that point, the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt trembled violently. His gaze sharpened in terror, as though struck by profound dread. He shrieked frantically, “W-what in the world is this? Argh, curse it. It’s genuine Chaotic Force. The aura confirms it’s no imitation. How could such a force manifest in this place?”

“It makes sense now, yes, that’s why my Shared Fate technique collapsed. His soul harbors Chaotic Force. That exceeds the Shared Fate technique’s boundaries entirely.”

“This youngster possesses a strand of Chaotic Force fused into his soul? Unbelievable, utterly impossible. What sort of monster is he? A force as savage and fearsome as Chaotic Force—how could it bond with a soul? This defies all conventional reasoning…”

Not just the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt felt terror. Right then, the remaining six experts also detected the Chaotic Force. Shock gripped them all, disbelief surging through their beings.

Observing the seven souls' utter astonishment, Jian Chen couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “It seems your innate technique, the Shared Fate one, falls short of binding our fates together.” With those words, Jian Chen’s chaotic soul materialized in front of the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt. Soon after, the ways' fragments that the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt had devoured were wrenched from him, flowing back to Jian Chen’s soul.

In an instant, Jian Chen’s Laws of Curses restored fully. Every bit of comprehension forcibly taken from him returned intact.

This insight belonged to him originally. Furthermore, it lingered within his sea of consciousness. Reclaiming his personal strength proved far from arduous naturally.

Were the setting different, retrieving his stripped ways wouldn’t come so effortlessly.

Deprived of those ways' fragments, the Origin Composition Daemon Exalt grew progressively frailer. Ultimately, he forfeited every ounce of power drawn from Jian Chen; it all reverted completely.

“Your Shared Fate technique holds no sway over me. What other tricks do you possess? Unleash them all.” Jian Chen regarded the seven souls with serene composure.

The souls lingered in their stunned state. A prolonged silence ensued before one finally spoke, emotions tangled, “Little brother, we confess to underestimating you previously, and we concealed certain facts from you. Still, when you were that vulnerable, the seven of us bestowed our golden cores of laws upon you. We’ve offered some aid along your cultivation journey. We harbor no desire to clash with you, so might you permit our departure?”

“You dare bring up the golden cores of laws?” Jian Chen’s tone chilled abruptly.

“T-then what would you have us do?” The souls sounded remorseful.

“I’ve been aware of you since the start. You ought to grasp why I’ve tolerated your presence till this moment.” Jian Chen eyed the seven souls deliberately. An enigmatic gleam flickered in his gaze. “Decide now. Submit or perish!”

“You expect all seven of us to bow to a Chaotic Prime such as yourself? Boy, do you comprehend the stature we seven held in our previous existences? Even should we consent to submission, I fear you couldn’t withstand the repercussions,” one soul retorted furiously.

“Refuse to submit, and I’ll obliterate you completely.” Jian Chen’s words brimmed with lethal intent. As his temperament altered, a ferocious tempest of killing intent erupted within the sea of consciousness, causing the seven souls' faces to twist.

They distinctly perceived the shift in Jian Chen’s disposition inside the sea of consciousness. They also felt the genuine murderous aura he aimed at them.

This went far beyond mere intimidation.

“Wait, we’re willing to impart every scrap of cultivation insight from our prior lives. We can instruct you in all the secret arts and God Tier Battle Skills we once mastered. In return, we seek only to depart peacefully…”

“Little brother, our feebleness leaves us powerless now. Keeping us serves no purpose. We’re worthless, so why press us this way? Perhaps barter for benefits that actually aid you…”

“Little brother, never dismiss the value of our inheritances. At our zeniths, not one of us fell below Seventh Heavenly Layer Grand Prime. The mightiest among us matched Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes. Such legacies hold incalculable worth…”

The souls’ assurance waned. They started proposing irresistibly alluring offers.

Regrettably, despite their pleas, Jian Chen remained unmoved. He declared icily, “One final query: submit or face death?”

Within the sea of consciousness, the seven souls keenly felt Jian Chen’s unyielding resolve. Despair washed over them instantly.

Ultimately, they refused to meet their end in such a manner. Each opted for submission.

This outcome held no surprise for Jian Chen. Had these seven powerhouses embraced death willingly, they wouldn’t have devised such a scheme when bequeathing their golden cores of laws initially. Rather, they would have departed with the tranquility of swordmaster Yun Chi, free of attachments to the mortal realm, genuinely fading into oblivion.