The immortal world has suffered a great calamity, the path to immortality has not been revealed, and there is no possibility of ascension.

Mo Rubin could no longer maintain his Taoist heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ninth immortal soul disintegrated directly.

The first eight immortal souls also suffered varying degrees of damage.

Moreover, Mo Rubin's immortal soul's injuries tended to worsen over time.

Because the path to immortality was cut off, Mo Rubin, who had always regarded ascending to immortality as his goal, had no motivation to practice.

The former genius has failed to recover. Even the persuasion of his elders is of no use.

Mo Rubin became depressed and became increasingly depressed.

Until King Xuantian, Xuanyuan Hong, stood in front of Mo Rubin.

…

The picture gradually became blurry and my thoughts returned to reality.

The Faceless Holy Emperor did not wake up Mo Rubin directly, but observed carefully first.

"The aura of the technique no longer seems to be the Nine Transformations Immortal Soul. It should be the technique brought down from the immortal world by King Xuantian."

"It doesn't feel like he was seriously injured. Rather than healing, it's more like..."

"wait?"

Li Ping was deep in thought. With a gentle flick, a slight wave of energy without any hostility, like a breeze, penetrated the space and reached directly to where Mo Rubin lived.

Mo Rubin's eyelids moved slightly, and he was about to be awakened from his deep sleep.

"Huh?" At this moment, Li Ping seemed to notice something, and the waving of his arm again stopped immediately.

The calm around him caused Mo Rubin to fall into deep sleep again.

But what was different from just now was that Mo Rubin changed his movements inadvertently. Along with this, his expression and posture became different.

The Faceless Holy Emperor stared for a while and vaguely saw some clues.

"This is the function of the Nine Transformations Immortal Soul. Even if he no longer practices this technique, as the foundation of spiritual cultivation, it will inevitably have an impact on him. Even if it does not split into different personalities, it will sometimes lead to

They will act according to completely different principles..."

The reason why Jiu Lian Guan's [Nine Transformations Immortal Soul] was feared by the monks in the Xuanhuang Realm at that time was because each time he cultivated an Immortal Soul, he started practicing from scratch with a brand-new consciousness. And only the experience suffered by the Immortal Soul was different from the previous ones.

Only when the difference value of the condensed fairy soul reaches a certain level can the fairy soul be successfully refined.

Obviously, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes to practice. Some Jiulianguan monks even take the initiative to commit many extreme crimes in order to successfully refine the immortal soul, just to create a suitable cultivation environment.

"In comparison, Mo Rubin almost succeeded in condensing the Nine Immortal Souls by relying only on his own understanding. He can indeed be called an incredible genius. It's a pity..." The Faceless Holy Emperor shook his head and sighed.

Now that he knew Mo Rubin's characteristics, the Holy Emperor naturally became more vigilant.

This kind of madman-like existence may always look calm on the surface. But it is very likely that he will make completely different decisions in the next moment.

The Holy Emperor continued to emit slight energy fluctuations, slowly awakening Mo Rubin.

After a while.

"Who are you?"

Unable to detect what exactly Mo Rubin opened his eyes.

However, Li Ping was convinced that when Mo Rubin said this, he had been observing him for some time.

"The aura on your body is a bit familiar. That's why I didn't take action directly." Mo Rubin continued.

However, Li Ping was keenly aware that a crack like a mirror was silently formed in the middle of the two.

At this moment, Li Ping's figure disappeared out of thin air.

Only the sound echoed.

"What happened in the battle when the Xuantian Sect was destroyed?"

"King Xuantian, is he dead or not?"

Mo Rubin put away his little tricks and showed an interested look: "I know something. But why should I tell you?!"

After saying this, his face instantly darkened: "You want to deal with Brother Xuanyuan? You are seeking death!"

The sky above Zixiao Sect seemed to suddenly become gloomy.

Pieces of mirrors appeared, blocking the space.

"Face your heart! Let me see why you resemble Brother Xuanyuan!"

Mo Rubin said something that seemed to be confusing.
Chapter completed!