Dragon Ancestor's Soul emitted a powerful aura, its yin-yang eyes gazing down at the Lord of Evil Spirits. It felt like a divine being looking down on ants!
The Lord of Evil Spirits' soul still took on Miranda's appearance.
"It" felt the pressure emanating from Dragon Ancestor and showed a hint of surprise on its face. "You seem to be more powerful than I imagined?" said the Lord of Evil Spirits.
"Powerful? You and I are not even in the same league! The dragon swims in shallow waters, something you cannot even dream of. Prepare to disappear, insignificant being!" arrogantly declared Dragon Ancestor's Soul.
In an instant, it charged towards the Lord of Evil Spirits. With Lachlan's help over these past few days, Dragon Ancestor's Soul had absorbed many souls and now looked much more solid. It even exuded an ancient aura that could be sensed by others.
It was evident that the level where the Dragon Ancestor used to exist and the Lord of Evil Spirits were not on the same level at all.
The remnant soul of the Dragon Ancestor was extremely weak, only able to cower and lie dormant. It even made the Lord of Evil Spirits covet it, thinking that by forcing out this Dragon Ancestor's Soul, it would belong to him.
However, at this moment, the pressure emanating from the Dragon Ancestor's Soul made the Lord of Evil Spirits feel a tremor in its own soul.
Of course, with the arrival of the Dragon Ancestor's Soul, the Lord of Evil Spirits did not sit idly by. The Lord of Evil Spirits, still maintaining the appearance of "Miranda," transformed its hands into two massive ghost claws and struck towards the charging Dragon Ancestor's Soul.
The Dragon Ancestor's Soul silently roared and, carrying formidable soul energy, swept towards the ghost claws.
Puff!
Lachlan watched this scene as if he could hear the sound of the collision of souls. The ghost claws, under the assault of the dragon's silhouette, were instantly dispersed.
The distorted and trembling soul shadow of the Lord of Evil Spirits rapidly flew backward. The dispersed soul energy gathered once again.
"Damn it, I knew there was something wrong with this kid hiding from me!"
"Bastard!"
After the Lord of Evil Spirits clashed with the dragon's silhouette, it exclaimed in horror and resentment. Its ghostly eyes glared at Lachlan with hatred.
"Now it's too late!"
"You will become my soul energy!"
The Dragon Ancestor's Soul growled lowly and once again charged towards the Lord of Evil Spirits.
Next, two powerful soul entities engaged in a silent battle. The Dragon Ancestor's Soul held an absolute advantage, causing the Lord of Evil Spirits to scream in agony, continuously weakening and dispersing its soul energy.
The dispersed soul energy rose in the form of black mist. The Dragon Ancestor's Soul absorbed all of it without hesitation.
With the continuous exchange, the Dragon Ancestor's Soul grew stronger while the Lord of Evil Spirits became increasingly weaker.
Finally, the Dragon Ancestor's Soul felt that the timing was right. Its dragon mouth opened wide, as if ready to devour the soul essence of the Lord of Evil Spirits.
The soul shadow of the Lord of Evil Spirits twisted and trembled, emitting screams that only soul entities could hear, filled with hints of panic and anger.
"You think you can devour me? Dream on!"
"Ah! Return to the void, all souls!"
The Lord of Evil Spirits screamed silently. The soul energy burst out aimlessly, and the entire soul entity transformed into a large mass of black mist.
The black mist was formless yet seemed to permeate everywhere, spreading in all directions, attempting to escape.
With the Lord of Evil Spirits' strength, if it succeeded in this maneuver, as long as a portion of the black mist escaped, it would be able to survive.
"Trying to escape?"
"Yin-Yang Prison Realm!"
The Dragon Ancestor sneered upon seeing this.
In the next moment, the Yin-Yang eyes of the Dragon Ancestor's Soul emitted a burst of golden light, shooting out black and white energy rays respectively.
The two energies intertwined and converged into a manifested Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram.
Then, it began to rotate rapidly!
With the continued rotation of the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, it seemed to generate a tremendous suction force.
The black mist that originally wanted to spread and escape in all directions was suddenly drawn back entirely by the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram.
"Ah!"
"No!"
"What kind of technique is this?"
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