The situation was almost hopeless. Han Shuo and Little Skeleton could barely withstand the invasive energy of the Purple Demon Eye working together. This sinister energy was more powerful than Han Shuo could have imagined. The memories of necromancy that he was trying to transfer to Little Skeleton with his consciousness were gradually being stolen in small fragments by the energy.
But that was the least of their worries. As it absorbed Han Shuo's memories of the necromancy magic, it also unceasingly released sinister energy, forcibly raiding Han Shuo's consciousness and Little Skeleton's soul with overwhelming force. It seemed unlikely to stop until it had completely occupied both Han Shuo's and Little Skeleton's souls.
In a battle of souls, bystanders could do absolutely nothing to help. Especially in this extremely unique state, Han Shuo and Little Skeleton simply couldn't receive any outside help. All they could do was fiercely defend themselves against the invasion of this corrosive, sinister energy.
Although Little Skeleton's soul had merged with the element of death to form an elemental soul, it was still far inferior to Han Shuo's consciousness. Han Shuo's consciousness had been formed using a special method of demonic arts that elevated the soul. It was a cultivation method that was completely different from the eight elemental energies and the four edict force, with all kinds of unimaginably amazing abilities.
It was only when he was faced with a soul invasion from such a level of sinister energy that he had no chance to prepare for, that Han Shuo fully unleashed the extensive catalogue of abilities in his consciousness. Summoning all of his strength, Han Shuo's consciousness contracted into a fine thread barely visible to the naked eye. In fact, it had congealed into various bizarre formations in his mind, erecting obstacles to block the invading energy.
After forming an Elemental Soul, Little Skeleton's soul had the greatest familiarity and affinity with the Element of Death. However, during such a battle between souls, the Elemental Soul that Little Skeleton had cultivated could not compare to the resilience of Han Shuo's consciousness. It could hardly act together with Han Shuo under the guidance of his consciousness.
From the beginning, Little Skeleton's use and manipulation of Death Aura had been limited to improving his body. The cultivation path he followed was the same as that of the abyssal creatures. By accumulating the intense Death Element on his white bones, he formed a sparking skeletal body with the most formidable combat power.
For the same reason, once his soul had fused with an Origin Crystal to form an Elemental Soul, he quickly figured out the trick of forming an Elemental body for himself, thus reaching the realm of the Basegod.
Even though he had a Soul of Element, Little Skeleton didn't know much about using the Soul's energy. The reason Han Shuo wanted to teach Little Skeleton his knowledge of necromancy was precisely to make up for Little Skeleton's ignorance in this area. However, it seemed that he was still one step too late.
The sinister energy erupting from the Purple Demon Eye was no longer confined to the Purple Demon Eye. It had surged towards Han Shuo and Little Skeleton with a power that could move mountains. Not even Han Shuo's omnipotent consciousness, which had saved him many times in the past, could save him from this invasion. Han Shuo was outclassed and all he could do was retreat further into defeat.
Just as Han Shuo and Little Skeleton's souls were about to be conquered by the energy, a cloud of green mist began to rise from the Nethervalley, carrying with it the heaviest aura of death. A faint green light glowed at its centre.
The terrifying shriek seemed to come from that very light within the green cloud of smoke. Behind it, three skeleton kings and two bone dragons followed, along with an army of high-level dark creatures, the ranks of bone demon and old fey zombie. They charged forward with tremendous momentum.
The mighty being within the green cloud of smoke possessed a strength that matched the Little Skeleton's. Along its path, the terrifying aura of death raged like floodwater, causing all the subordinates surrounding Little Skeleton to spontaneously explode.
The creature in the green cloud of smoke destroyed and annihilated every undead creature in its path, as if it were breaking dry twigs. He had charged into the hillside with numerous high-level undead behind him. He wasted no energy on superfluous speeches, instead roaring incessantly with every inch he moved forward. The undead at Little Skeleton's side could do little but retreat in fear. Without the backbone that was Little Skeleton, their morale had been greatly diminished.
This undead creature of basegod strength definitely had a much stronger soul than Little Skeleton, who had just joined the basegod league. Its loud roars showed signs of necromancy magic. He used the aura of death around him to form a magic similar to Soul Tremor, which destroyed the willpower of the numerous dark creatures on Little Skeleton's side.
Only the three evil knights that Han Shuo had reforged with demonic arts and the five elite zombies were completely unaffected by the waves of loud roars.
The five elite zombies did not show the slightest fear, but even more amazingly, they began to take their own positions in the Penta-Elemental Undead Formation. They scattered from the top of the bald mountain. Except for the water and earth elite zombies, all the elite zombies had taken out their respective attribute treasures. The energies of metal, wood, water, fire and earth began to merge in ways no one could understand.
Suddenly, a cold wind began to blow in the Penta-elemental Undead Formation, and cyclones of all colours took shape. Eerie, sinister, ruthless, cold - all sorts of auras that could destroy a man's willpower began to spread from the formation. It was as if an ominous devil was within, ready to destroy any creature that dared to step forward and challenge its power.
Remarkably, the undead creature that had been charging in with seemingly unstoppable momentum suddenly stopped before entering the Penta-Elemental Undead Formation. The puff of green smoke lingered outside the formation before letting out another of its deafening roars, causing the skeleton kings and bone dragons to freeze. They dared not take another step forward.
The green cloud of smoke stood and waited outside the penta-elemental undead formation. Its loud roars turned into commands to prevent its subordinates from attacking. It seemed to have sensed a great danger in the viciousness and ruthlessness hidden within the Penta-Elemental Undead Formation.
Still, Han Shuo and Little Skeleton were on the losing side. The layers upon layers of defensive energy that the Consciousness had deployed had been completely shattered by the invasion of this sinister energy. They could no longer mount an effective defence.
Just as a feeling of despondency rose in Han Shuo's mind, an enormous amount of soul energy erupted from the green smoke. In an instant, it joined the fierce battle between Han Shuo and Little Skeleton, and the sinister soul energy of the Purple Demon Eye.
This soul of basegod strength also had a similarly fierce ambition. Upon entering the battle, it immediately launched attacks against Little Skeleton's soul. It seemed determined to possess Little Skeleton's soul. Even though they were both cultivating in the elemental energy of death, he was far superior to Little Skeleton in the use of the soul.
When the new soul energy appeared, Little Skeleton's soul, which had been protected by Han Shuo's consciousness all this time, suddenly felt an unbearable pressure. It was like a candle in the wild wind that could go out at any moment...
Han Shuo felt a fear he had never experienced before. He was afraid for Little Skeleton's soul, but he couldn't do anything about it. Han Shuo was about to choke on blood.
Suddenly, a window of opportunity opened in the seemingly dead end situation. The Purple Demon Eye immediately redirected some of its overpowering energy away from Han Shuo and towards the soul that had just entered. The soul energy coming from the Purple Demon Eye was the strongest of the four. It carried an intense attribute of plunder and gave the impression that it wanted to scoop up the whole lot of Little Skeleton, Han Shuo and the soul that came after.
With the soul energy choking him cut in half, Han Shuo's consciousness was instantly less restricted. He hastily reassembled the devastated defensive formations within the soul battlefield. The newcomer who had joined the battle to completely absorb Little Skeleton's soul instead focused on withstanding the soul energy from the Purple Demon Eye.
For a moment, Han Shuo, Little Skeleton and the newcomer were passive defenders. However, with this newcomer, the pressure on Han Shuo suddenly became much less. Although the battle was far from being in his favour, he was no longer being crushed as quickly as he had been a moment ago.
However, if this trend continued, the three of them would stand no chance and their souls would be completely erased in the end. They would be puppets of the Purple Demon Eye's soul forever.
At that moment, an absurd and yet completely crazy idea crossed Han Shuo's mind. Han Shuo hesitated for only a moment before immediately carrying out the plan.
With some of the remaining energy in him, risking his consciousness being wiped out in this truly life-threatening situation, Han Shuo performed the soul-shutting procedure.
Suddenly, something spectacular happened. After Han Shuo triggered the soul-shutting mechanism, the four intertwined souls fell into a space-time tunnel that transported them all to the distant Abyss Realm.
Once they entered the space-time tunnel, the other three souls, including Little Skeleton's, weakened to their lowest levels. Only Han Shuo, as the spell caster and master of the skeleton staff, was not affected by the space-time tunnel, and the power of his consciousness did not diminish in the slightest.
Han Shuo had planned well in advance the sequence of actions to be carried out in the fleeting period of a few seconds. First, he bombarded the weaker soul that came later by simultaneously attacking with his consciousness and mental power, crushing it in an instant. After a short while, Han Shuo launched a second attack. Gathering all of his strength, he bombarded the dark soul of the Purple Demon Eye that had become extremely weak inside the space-time tunnel in unbroken succession.
At that moment, the soul of the Purple Demon Eye also gave its all. Its energy collided with Han Shuo's, causing a terrifying rumble to erupt from the three souls. Han Shuo felt as if his head had been hit with a giant hammer. Blood began to flow from each of his seven orifices!
Han Shuo's body shook violently. He felt an intense, splitting headache. It was as if thousands of tiny blades were swirling in his brain. The pain was unbearable.
That sinister soul energy from the Purple Demon Eye had actually not been eliminated and had survived with its tenacity. Although it had become much weaker than before, it was still just as indescribably fierce. It continued to occupy Han Shuo's soul with the utmost tenacity.
Suddenly, a presence of boundless resentment, destruction and massacre exploded from the Demonslayer Edge that had been hibernating in Han Shuo's body. Possessing the accumulated negative energies of thousands upon thousands of souls, this master soul of the Demonslayer Edge finally completed its fusion with the Origin Crystal of Destruction at this most critical moment and came to the rescue.
The main soul of the Demonslayer Edge merged with Han Shuo's consciousness and fiercely attacked the soul coming from the Purple Demon Eye.
Rumbling... It was as if a nuclear explosion had gone off inside Han Shuo's brain. Seven arrows of blood spurted from his seven orifices that had been bleeding like waterfalls. Han Shuo's magnificent body collapsed to the ground, not a sign of life in sight. Forever had passed when he felt the rumble still echoing in his aching brain. For a moment, he even thought he was dead.
After a while, Han Shuo began to sober up. Suddenly, chains of disordered memories filled every corner of Han Shuo's confused mind. He stared ahead with nothing in his eyes and began to mutter, "Who am I? I'm Datara. I'm Han Shuo. I'm Lich Haley..."
All sorts of memories suddenly flashed through his mind. Han Shuo seemed to be convinced that he was three different people with three different sets of memories in his brain. As he mindlessly mumbled to himself, his brain quickly reorganised the chaos that was his memories.
Han Shuo remained in this state of empty mumbling for ages. Suddenly, after an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Han Shuo began to laugh in the same manner as a cartoon hyena, completely ignoring the stream of blood gushing from his mouth. With the Skeleton Staff in his left hand and the Demonslayer Edge in his right, he shouted, "Lowgod Datara and Basegod of Death Lich Haley... Hahaha, all traces of their souls have been erased and their empty vessels occupied by my memories. Wakaka... The heavens favour me, the heavens favour me! "
As Han Shuo cackled, the Skeletal Staff and Demonslayer Edge in his hands began to transform. They melted into a liquid state and rose again to form two humanoid figures. After a while, the Skeletal Staff and the Demonslayer Edge had turned into two carbon copies of Han Shuo.
Han Shuo pointed at the skeletal staff and laughed maniacally, "Basegod of Death... is me!" Then he turned his finger to point at his other weapon and shouted, "Lowgod of Destruction... is also me!"
""Hahaha! All me! According to the demon, they are all me!
This is what they call 'three souls in one' in the demonic arts. Something that requires extreme luck to achieve! They are all avatars of me!
Ahahahahahah..."
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