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Chapter 1178: Fire Twenty-Two Colors

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Chapter 1178: Fire Twenty-Two Colors

This was not the first time Bai Xiaochun had seen a vengeful soul come out in the void. After all, he had already obtained an ancient soul from the huge floating palace he had seen.

But when he saw this bunch of vengeful souls flowing out from the sultan's arms, he couldn't help but start to get excited.

Ever since he arrived at the Eternal Demon Domain, he had no vengeful soul. Just the trial level filled with souls he had passed through before had added to his stock to some degree, but even that was not enough.

Unfortunately, he could not return to that level to gain more souls, and even if he did, there were only so many inside. Even if he got everything, he would still be lacking.

"So, there really is a vengeful soul here in the void!"

Looking intently at them, he unhesitatingly stated, "Well, little robot, I will trust you just this once!"

He unleashed his power over the fan, the only reason was that he knew that even if the spirit robot became greedy, he could take it back if necessary.

After all ... his level of authority over the fan now surpassed that of an automaton spirit. Of course, since he had yet to pass the hundredth level, he did not have the ability to use the fan divine ability, or control it completely.

The spirit automaton was happy to know that Bai Xiaochun was giving up his authority. Quickly releasing his divine sense, he summoned the power he possessed to cause the fan to light up with blinding light.

At the same time, he pointed his finger towards the approaching souls.

"Calm down!" he said, his voice echoing like heavenly thunders, and sending ripples into the void. At the same time, the image on the fan's face began to move as if it was alive!

The picture depicts a mountain, on top of which is a tower, and below which is a river. On the river there is a boat, in it there are two men playing Go. There is also a palace in the river.

As the image on the fan rippled, one of the men on board waved his right hand, which caused a huge gravitational force to appear in the void.

Rumbling sounds echoed as the vengeful souls screamed, turning into a beam of light that shot into the image of the river above the fan.

As for the severed arm, it was shivering visibly. If the arm was attached to the sultan who used to be his, then the broken fan spirit spirit would be powerless to do anything. But now that it is no longer plugged in, the problem becomes simpler.

Slowly, his arm slowed down, then touched the fan, then dragged into the picture. However, during the process, the fan vibrated, as if some huge pressure started to overload it.

After all, the arm was not the flesh and blood of a sovereign clone, but rather the true limb of a true ruler!

The spirit automaton weakened, his eyes flushed red as he tried his hardest to ensure the process went smoothly. Bai Xiaochun stood to the side, both of them shocked and nervous about what was happening. After all, when he obtained an ancient soul, the fan had not been under the control of spirit spirits, yet it still displayed a very impressive display.

But now, with the spirit robot controlling the fan, the image on his face emitted a shocking aura. This is especially true for the man on the boat. After all, he pulled the sultan's arm in a truly amazing manner.

“If I can really control this fan one day .. then who cares if I have to face Emperor-Vile !? I can smash it with a finger wave! ” With his heart pounding, he imagined what it would be like to beat an archaean in such a way.

After the sovereign arm was fully absorbed, the broken fan began to emit a radiant light that was more radiant than before. And then, just like the spirit automaton said, the fan used a surge of power to start moving faster.

The spirit automatons seemed to be heavily drained. Gasping for breath, he turned into a beam of light that shot towards the fan to go back to sleep. At the same time, the authority he had borrowed from Bai Xiaochun was released.

However, Bai Xiaochun was unwilling to let her go so quickly. Before he could disappear, he shouted, “Hey, I didn't give you the authority just to be nice! I don't want that arm, but give me souls! ”

The spirit automaton sighed and muttered silently to himself for a moment. Then, for some unknown reason, it actually fulfilled Bai Xiaochun's request. Sending divine sense into the fan, it caused a large number of vengeful souls to fly out from the arm towards Bai Xiaochun.

Bai Xiaochun excitedly gathered the souls, the weakest of which was at the Nascent Soul level. Many of them were gods, and there were even a large number of god-gods. The most shocking ... there are three archaean souls!

Bai Xiaochun almost started dancing happily. As he put away all the souls, the spirit robot entered the fan and went to sleep.

At the same time, Bai Xiaochun sat down cross-legged, and waited until he was sure the spirit robot was sound asleep. Then, as the broken fan continued to sail along the void, it began to ignite the flames!

With the influx of these souls, he could now imagine surpassing a level of fifteen colors without worrying about wasting too much.

"I will conjure ... fire twenty-two colors!" he said his eyes were red. He had dreamed of this moment back in the Heavenspan Realm, but could never succeed. Then, after arriving at the Eternal Immortal Domains, he felt confident, but had no ingredients.

Throwing his hands wide, he summoned countless souls, and began to juggle!

Meanwhile, in the Eternal Demon Domain, near Vile-Emperor City, was a coalition of cultivators secretly aided by Big Fatty Zhang. Among them were Li Qinghou and the Patriarch Spirit Stream. Furthermore, in the past few days, there were two new additions !!

The first was Song Junwan, and the other .. was Red-Dust Mistress!

They came after hearing that Bai Xiaochun had been appointed an ambassador in Emperor-Vile City, and no one wanted their children to be born without a father, at least to be there to see them.

Song Junwan had been protected by the Bruiser all along, whereas the Red-Dust Mistress did not need any help at all.

Both .... have a protruding looking stomach. When Li Qinghou, the Patriarch Spirit Stream, and the others saw that, their eyes widened. Song Junwan stared calmly. As for Red-Dust Madam, she only mentioned the name of her son's father, causing many jaws to fall.

Then, a murderous expression appeared in Song Junwan's eyes. Grunting coldly, he announced the name of his own son's father.

At that moment, the Patriarch Spirit Stream cleared his throat and rushed away. As for Li Qinghou, he smiled wryly, and then did his best to comfort one and calm the other.

Finally, he calmed them down. At that moment, he returned to his residence and angrily grumbled to himself, "I can't believe the little boy knocked two at once at the same time …."

Of course, despite looking angry, he could not cover the happy smile that spread across his face.

Perhaps it was because of the happy reunion that had just happened, but back at the broken fan, Bai Xiaochun suddenly looked up, his eyes red, his expression exhausted, yet clearly filled with excitement.

"It worked!" He threw his head back and laughed out loud, extending his hand, causing an unprecedented bright light from the twenty-two colors flame to illuminate the entire fan.

Therefore, the broken fan became a torch lit in the darkness of endless void …!