I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years Chapter 882 -: Corpse
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Losing one’s physical body is akin to losing any chance of advancement. Without the flow of Qi through one's physical form, cultivation becomes exceedingly difficult.
It was not by choice that these soul-form experts were forced down this path; it was due to the destruction of their bodies.
"To shed one's body, leaving only the primordial spirit… this path seems to be a threshold intentionally set for soul cultivators."
However, many soul path experts went on to construct puppet bodies.
Millennia ago, a quasi-emperor’s puppet was implicated in a grand conspiracy.
Such a puppet, imbued with the will of a quasi-emperor, was a force that even a cultivator at the great perfection-stage of God Venerable could not contend with.
Ultimately, the quasi-emperor's puppet met its end through a decree during a pivotal battle.
This decree was an incomplete technique, previously learned by numerous chaotic demon kings, which they had employed to summon the clone of the Blood Spirit God.
It is said that any soul whose name was struck from existence by this decree would also perish in their original body.
Therefore, a quasi-emperor met their demise in that very conflict.
Qin Chen quietly turned his head, ceasing his contemplation of these matters.
If the quasi-emperor's puppet still existed within the spatial rifts, he might have had a chance to acquire it.
But currently, his foremost challenge was crossing the Heaven-leading River, a feat for which he possessed no clue.
Could it be that only those who had reached the quasi-emperor realm stood a chance of crossing?
Moreover, circumventing the river was practically impossible, as Qin Chen and his companions faced a pressing time constraint.
Gazing at the languid flow of the Heaven-leading River's water, Qin Chen’s mind became entranced.
In this state, Qin Chen experienced a sudden realization.
It felt as though he had detached from his physical body! His consciousness was sinking, mirroring the spiritual boat's previous descent.
This sent a shiver of dread through him.
He remained on the riverbank, not having entered the Heaven-leading River, so how could such a phenomenon occur?
Regrettably, circumstances did not permit further introspection.
To linger in this state might mean never waking again.
"What is the Elder King doing?" the true dragon exclaimed in surprise, noting that the Elder King had remained stationary for a considerable period.
"Could he be lost in contemplation?"
The giant scorpion hesitated to approach, unwilling to disturb him. If the Elder King were in the midst of enlightenment, any interruption could foil his comprehension.
"Let us hope so."
No one dared to venture near; this was the Elder King’s explicit command.
"Damn it all!" Qin Chen struggled in vain to break free from this uncanny sensation.
His consciousness continued to sink, nearing dissipation, a fate more terrifying than death itself.
"What is happening?"
A faint voice, seemingly from an immense distance, suddenly drifted into his awareness.
After a prolonged period of intense focus, Qin Chen managed to discern the word "help" within the whisper.
It sounded like a plea for assistance, but he lacked the capacity to concern himself with others, as he was already on the verge of succumbing.
He was in a predicament where saving himself was a struggle, let alone aiding anyone else. He wasn't even certain of his own survival.
Qin Chen lost track of time, but the voice he perceived grew progressively clearer, "The Xuanjian Sect… Save me…"
What in the blazes was transpirng?
Qin Chen felt on the brink of madness. He resolved to surrender to the flow, allowing his consciousness to gradually descend.
Then, in the water, a glimmer of light appeared.
It was not a mere illusion. It was a corpse, emanating a golden radiance.
Astonishingly, a corpse had appeared within the Heaven-leading River, remarkably well-preserved.
The true nature of the entity to which this corpse once belonged was beyond comprehension.