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The reason for the existence of a source spirit was because it could not stop the obsession after death. The obsession would be nourished by spirit energy after many years, and with luck and coincidence, it would take many years to form.1

Ordinary source spirits were people who suffered grievances and were formed from resentment after death. This was because resentment and hatred were easily formed into obsession.

And these source spirits in front of Cheng Qing were acting as guards. The master of this palace must have gained a lot of prestige when he was alive.

Presumably, he was also a peerless hero.

However, Cheng Qing had no time to lament over this.

With a "Dang" sound, the long sword in Cheng Qing's hand struck the source spirit in front of him. The source spirit suffered a heavy blow to its body, and the armor released a dull sound as it was pushed back a few steps.

Cheng Qing was stunned, he had used his full strength and had only repelled the source spirit, the spirit sword had not broken through the armor!

"This source spirit is at least at the third level of the Nazi realm, and the armor itself has the function of a magical equipment!" Cheng Qing immediately understood.

It was not easy to form a source spirit because it had no relation with his cultivation level. Even if the source spirit was the same as Cheng Qing's in his previous life, it would only be a piece of paper after becoming a source spirit and would have to absorb spirit energy to increase his cultivation level.

As such, possessing a third level Infinite Realm source spirit was already hard to come by.

After the source spirit stopped retreating, it continued to rush forward as if nothing had happened. It seemed as if it had not been injured at all, let alone feeling pain.

"A source spirit does not have a physical body. Unless it is beaten to a pulp, it will continue to fight." Cheng Qing frowned.

Holding his sword, he advanced, his figure flashed, his spirit sword slashed again and again, clashing with the incoming source spirits.

Since his rebirth, he hadn't experienced any tough battles. However, this didn't mean that he was afraid of them.

On the path of cultivation, challenges were everywhere, and those who met on a narrow path would win.

"Ha!" Cheng Qing released a low roar, his sword struck the evil spirits in front of him again and again, he took advantage of the momentum, he did not stop, one strike after another, striking the retreating source spirit, instantly slashing out countless of sword marks, his armor released continuous clanging sounds, it actually had the smell of a golden horse.

Cheng Qing continued to attack ferociously, finally breaking the armor of the source spirit in front of him. The source spirit let out a sharp roar, but it could not resist Cheng Qing's sword and continued to attack.

A nearby vengeful spirit, suddenly raised his spear and thrust it at Cheng Qing. Cheng Qing couldn't defend himself in time and had to dodge. The spear slid over his shoulder and tore it open, causing blood to ooze out.

The stimulation of being injured caused Cheng Qing to frown. He reversed the tip of his sword and slashed at the source spirit's head.

With a dang sound, the source spirit's head tilted and its body fell to the side. Without waiting for it to stabilize itself, Cheng Qing rushed forward, "Lotus made out of sword qi!"

The lotus flower bloomed on the source spirit's body and with a bang, the source spirit armor exploded and the black smoke dissipated.

Cheng Qing didn't stop, his long sword slashing out consecutively.

The three forms of the Lotus Sword Qi had completely dissipated the three source spirits.

After a long sigh, Cheng Qing continued to walk towards the door.

At this moment.

"How dare you thief! How dare you offend my master?!" An incomparably domineering voice exploded out of thin air.

Before his voice had even faded, a huge figure rushed out from the mansion and smashed down from the sky like a meteor, landing in front of the gate.

Dressed in black armor, his eyes were like lanterns as they flickered with a red glow. In his hand was a Zhanmadao. The blade shined with a cold light and exuded a powerful pressure. Streams of black aura were emitted from the armor.

"This is …" soul general! " Upon seeing this figure, Cheng Qing had a solemn expression on his face.

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