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"Buzz buzz …"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng's body was about to be crushed by the black storm, the protective talisman that Xue Piao had bestowed upon him was suddenly shattered. A powerful defensive light flashed across his body, forcefully blocking the black storm's attack.

"It's that talisman!"

"Success or failure will be decided in one blow."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and prepared to make his final stand. If even the brain failed, then he would be killed without any suspense by the Sword Spirit Puppet.

"Judgement 7 swords, extreme cold!"

In order to get close to the Sword Spirit Puppet, Ye Chenfeng decided to attack with his full strength.

The nine waves of sword energy gushed forth, forcefully infusing the Great Dao into the boundless starry sky of the Vast Expanse.

"Kill!"

When the power of the Great Dao had reached its peak, Ye Zichen used his body as a sword to forcefully slash out an extreme cold sword light, tearing through the starry sky, and slashing towards the Sword Spirit Puppet.

"Break!"

The Sword Spirit Puppet looked at the frozen space and slashed down with the Cold Sword Light infused with the power of the Great Dao. Its gem-like eyes shone with a bright light, and a shocking sword light pierced through the sky to meet the Cold Sword Light from Ye Chenfeng.

The two sword gleams clashed with each other, immediately creating a monstrous wave of energy. Endless waves of energy surged towards the starry sky, tearing it apart.

"Whoosh!"

While the two powerful forces clashed fiercely, Ye Chenfeng endured the strong feeling of weakness and controlled his Golden Roc Wings to flap violently. He ignored the damage to his body and the huge risk he faced and risked getting close to the Sword Spirit Puppet.

"Die!"

Bathing in the storm, the Sword Spirit Puppet's eyes shone with killing intent when it saw that Ye Chenfeng dared to approach it. The light sword in its hand pierced towards Ye Chenfeng's chest at an extremely fast speed, wanting to pierce through his chest.

"Devouring God's Head, Devour!"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng's chest was about to be pierced, Ye Chenfeng immediately dodged.

However, the Sword Spirit Puppet's sword speed was too fast. The sword energy from the light sword's surface still sliced through Ye Chenfeng's body and almost cut him into two. A large amount of blood sprayed out like a fountain.

The moment Ye Chenfeng's physical body was heavily injured, a blood-red light shot out from his mind and struck the Sword Spirit Puppet's head at an extremely fast speed.

In the next moment, the rapidly wiggling Godeater Brain went through the seven orifices of the Sword Spirit Puppet, drilling into his head and devouring his soul consciousness.

Terrifying soul forces exploded out from the Sword Spirit Puppet's mind, sending Ye Zichen, who was still bleeding, flying.

"As I thought, the God Swallowing Brain can devour the soul consciousness of a Sword Spirit Puppet."

Ye Zichen looked at the sword spirit puppet, which had its head covered with both hands, while letting out pained howls and exploding soul power, and let out a long sigh of relief. He tried his best to stay as far away from the frantic sword spirit puppet as possible in order to avoid being affected.

"I wonder if the God Slayer brain can swallow the Sword Spirit Puppet's consciousness. If it fails, then I'm done for." As Ye Zichen circulated the Soul Devouring Secret Art to heal his injuries, he looked at the Sword Spirit Puppet howling in the distance and prayed silently in his heart.

Time passed second by second. The Sword Spirit Puppet howled for half an incense stick of time, and the soul power released in its mind became weaker and weaker.

Gradually, the brain devoured the soul consciousness of the Sword Spirit Puppet, occupying his brain, and was able to interact with the brain.

"Phew, I finally succeeded."

When he felt that the Sword Spirit Puppet lost its consciousness and was completely controlled by the brain, Ye Zichen let out a long sigh, while revealing an excited expression.

At that moment, a crack appeared in the endless sky, and a True Spirit that was filled with shock appeared. He looked at Ye Zichen as if he was looking at a monster, then asked, "What did you do to the Sword Spirit Puppet? Why did the master's consciousness disappear from his mind?"

"Junior has a treasure that can consume souls. The Sword Spirit Puppet's Spiritual Sense was absorbed by my treasure." Ye Zichen explained vaguely.

"A soul-devouring treasure." True spirit. The Monument Spirit was even more shocked.

"Senior, now that I have controlled the Sword Spirit Puppet, I can't be considered to have passed." Ye Chenfeng asked as he looked at the shocked expression on his face.

"Pass!"

Without waiting for the Sword Spirit Puppet to speak, a massive soul force appeared in the starry sky, converging into a giant meteorite head as it spoke in a deep voice.

"Master!"

Seeing the gigantic head and the truesoul in front of them, the tablet spirit revealed a deep sense of excitement. Both of them knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully.

As Ye Zichen looked at the head, which was emitting a terrifying pressure, his heart was in turmoil, while a look of reverence appeared on his face.

"It has been over 100,000 years. The treasure I left here finally has an heir." The huge head looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was fearlessly under his enormous pressure with eyes as deep as the stars in the sky, and said in satisfaction.

"Before I give you the reward, you need to answer a question honestly."

"Senior, please speak." Ye Chenfeng said in a neither haughty nor humble manner.

"Accepting my Spirit Race's inheritance means that you have to shoulder the deep grudge of my Spirit Race's blood. This path of revenge is likely to be a path of no return. Are you willing to embark on this path of no return and take revenge for my Spirit Race?" The enormous head asked.

"Senior, I wonder who the enemy of the Spirit Race is?" Ye Chenfeng pondered for a moment, then asked.

"Right now, you are too weak. You don't need to know who our Spirit Race's enemies are. You only need to answer whether you want to shoulder the sea of blood and take revenge for our Spirit Race." The enormous head said.

"Junior is willing."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and nodded.

The reason why he agreed to this was not only because the Spirit Race gave him an indescribable good impression. More importantly, the path of cultivation was a path of no return, and great opportunities were right before his eyes. No matter what, he could not give up.

"Alright, then swear on the Dao of the Heavens that I'll give you the most precious treasure in the true spirit secret realm after that oath." The enormous head said softly.

"I, Ye Chenfeng, am willing to swear on the law of the heavens to bear the blood feud of the spirit race and kill my enemies …" Ye Zichen nodded and swore an oath to the heavens without any hesitation.

Seeing these Dao patterns appear, the huge head knew that Ye Chenfeng's oath had already been incorporated into the rules of the Heavenly Dao. His deep eyes revealed a sense of gratification, and the gaze with which he looked at Ye Zichen became gentler.