1017: C1017 The Remnant Soul of the Invincible Adept

C1017 The Remnant Soul of the Invincible Adept

0At the same time, he started to fear Ye Yang even more.

No one had ever mastered the ability to tame a devil.

The Undying Ghastly Puppet Cult wanted to master it, but now, they had become neither human nor ghost. Most of the Ancient Sect Remains no longer admitted that the Undying Ghastly Puppet Cult still stood on the side of the human race.

Ye Yang was a spy sent by the devils?

Fan Yixiao stared at Ye Yang, and a huge change appeared in his eyes.

His temperament was also changing rapidly.

He had gone from a cowardly member of the Stove Sect to a high and mighty figure.

"The calamities were raised by me. Naturally, he will listen to my orders." Ye Yang's expression was indifferent.

With a wave of his hand, the calamities scuttled to his palm like little black dogs, rubbing against the back of his palm.

"Now you have to pay the price for what you have done." Ye Yang stretched out his hand and pointed, the calamity once again enveloping the middle-aged man's soul.

In the next moment, a scene was projected.

It was the scene that Mu Xuanji had instructed the middle-aged man to do.

"The devils will kill those disciples of the Ancient Sect Remains who left the sect..."

"The Undying Sect will revive here."

Mu Xuanji's tone was filled with a strong bewitchment.

However, the people around him all nodded with fanatical expressions.

It was as if the Undying Sect was their religion.

After his memories were extracted, the middle-aged man's soul became even weaker.

After Ye Yang nodded, the calamity devoured his soul.

Fan Xiaoxiao suddenly let out a long sigh, "Originally, I would never be able to wake up."

"But when I saw the devil that you tamed, I woke up."

Although this voice was still Fan Yixiao's, it was filled with an ancient and profound feeling.

It was as if he had experienced hundreds and thousands of years of great changes and mulberry fields.

Ye Yang frowned, "Who exactly are you? Why do you want to occupy Fan Yixiao's body?"

Fan Yixiao smiled, "I'm not Fan Yixiao, but Fan Yixiao is me."

Upon hearing these words, Ye Yang fell into deep thought.

When they heard this voice, Mo Yu Xuanwu and White Ape's bodies trembled.

"Master?" Two beasts probed.

Fan Yi smiled calmly, "Void, loneliness, I'm awake."

Ye Yang's eyes lit up.

It seemed that it was the same as his guess.

Fan Yixiao was the clone of Reverend Invincible.

Only the Invincible Adept was a clone. Only the Invincible Spiritual Master would give such a name to the Spirit Beast he sat down on.

Mo Yu Xuanwu's name was Void, and White Ape's name was Lone.

This was the sorrow brought by invincibility?

Ye Yang was about to speak.

Fan Yixiao shook his head and said, "Just as you thought, fan Yixiao is the remnant soul of my true body that was awakened during my slumber."

"My main body, on the other hand, used a large amount of energy to turn the surroundings of the sect and everyone else into a world of battle spirits. It was almost at the end of its life."

"At that time, my final wish was to see the human race tame demons."

"Therefore, when I saw that demon beside you, I woke up."

Fan Yixiao's voice was filled with a heavy weight that could not be dispelled.

It was as if he had traversed countless years.

Ye Yang also had a feeling that he was in a trance.

The person standing in front of him was the Invincible Spiritual Master.

Although it was just a remnant soul.

However, the feeling of being able to last for so long couldn't be hidden.

Fan Yixiao did not feel anything before he woke up.

But now, Ye Yang had completely felt it.

"Pass down my order. Tell the disciples and elders who are staying in the perilous lands to return as soon as possible. The final battle between us and the devils might begin soon." Fan Yixiao turned around and his voice was like a loud bell that resounded throughout the sect.

"Yes!" When the surviving disciples heard the voice of the founding ancestor, their hearts were filled with endless strength.

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