Caspian’s vigor was condensed and his Blood Soul was vigorous.
At this moment, his whole body was covered with wounds. The moment his vigor spurted out, it was as if he had opened a pot of meat which had been boiled for a long time, completely into the delicious broth.
In an instant, the fierce beasts around the Great Immortal-killing Sage were filled with resentment, like sharks that smelled the smell of blood. When the hungry ghosts saw the delicious food, they were all ready to move and couldn't help but feel restless.
Within the terrifying vigor that permeated the air, numerous ferocious and distorted faces immediately surfaced.
They were all killed by the Great Immortal-killing Sage, and then their souls were suppressed by the Great Immortal-killing Sage's spirit. Their hearts were full of endless hatred for this Great Sage.
For hundreds of thousands of years, they had been staring at the other party's coffin. They wished they could recover their physical bodies, dig out the Great Immortal-killing Sage's coffin, and kill him in the wilderness, grind his bones, and destroy his spirit.
But they couldn't do it.
Therefore, the resentment was getting stronger and stronger.
Day and night were changing. They stared fixedly at the wisp of spirit of the Great Immortal-killing Sage and never looked away.
But at this moment, the delicious and rich Blood Soul of Caspian made them lose their patience.
Because they not only breathed in the fresh smell of vigor that had not been seen for a long time, but also saw the hope of rebirth.
Each and every face was as big as a mountain and their mouth was like a black hole.
Pairs of red eyes, like a burning blood moon, stared at Caspian.
The greed, desire, and impatience in their eyes almost flowed out at this moment.
At this moment, the fierce beasts' remnant souls couldn't help but roar.
"Vigor, long-lost vigor!"
"After hundreds of thousands of years, I've finally smelled the smell of vigor again!"
"A reckless little cultivator is put here. That's great! Eat him! Let me eat him!"
"Absorb all his blood and occupy his body!"
"Yes! Occupy his body. For so many years, we can finally take one step ahead of the Great Immortal-killing Sage and be reborn!"
"This day has finally arrived after hundreds of thousands of years of waiting!"
"Don't let the Great Immortal-killing Sage kill this cultivator!"
"Hurry up! Let's rush down together and occupy sea of consciousness of this cultivator first. By the way, we can devour his soul!"
"There's blood to suck and soul to eat. I must have a good taste of it!"
Roars rang out one after another, shaking the stars.
Any of these fierce beasts would cause a catastrophe if they were released.
Unless it was supreme elder hidden in the depths of the void, only those old antiques could suppress it.
Such a powerful and terrifying existence struggled desperately. Their blood-red faces broke free from the shackles of the Great Immortal-killing Sage and turned into twisted blood-red rainbows that shot toward Caspian.
As they flew over, they laughed wildly, gritted their teeth, and cursed angrily, releasing the most vicious curse in the world.
At that moment, Caspian was fully focused on fending off the blades of the sword radiance. He had no time to care about these Archean Fierce Spirits.
All of a sudden, these countless Archean Fierce Spirits seemed to have found an opportunity to rush toward Caspian recklessly.
The blood-red light was like a heavy rain of blood in the sky.
But Caspian was the only target of the heavy rain.
All of a sudden, countless red lights even covered up the sharp sword light. They drilled into Caspian’s body from every pore of Caspian and rushed into sea of consciousness of Caspian while celebrating.
From their point of view, possessing the "little" Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator was as easy as eating a pie, even if they were only remnant souls now.
"Hahaha! After waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, the best opportunity has finally come!"
"This little cultivator wants to fight against the Great Immortal-killing Sage?"
"Immortal-killing Sage is the enemy that only we can deal with. You little ant, you're courting death!"
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