The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 212 Spirit Possession

The hollow sound reverberated throughout the Zuoqiu family estate. Overhead, dark clouds churned violently. Even the family's disciples had gone pale from fright, looking as if doomsday was upon them.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath. His heart was beating wildly against his chest. It was his first time feeling such deep unease. That aura seemed to be directed at him. It was here for him!

The aura shrouded the entire Canglan City almost instantly. The cultivators who had been watching the battle from afar had a bad premonition. They wanted to flee, but it was as if there was a mysterious force nailing their feet to the ground, immobilizing them.

Qing Xu and the rest were similarly stressed. Cultivators at their level had very little to fear in this world, but this aura made them too afraid to even move.

"Who are you, Senior?" Qing Xu asked cautiously.

The voice once again resounded. "Don't be nervous, my three young friends. I'm Zuoqiu Qitian. Since you're here to help my family defeat our enemies today, I won't hurt you."

Some Zuoqiu family's disciples sighed in relief after hearing this while others looked confused. However, their responses were similar in that no one dared to speak.

Suddenly, a black fog rose from the Zuoqiu family estate. Nearly everyone could sense the unabashedly terrifying force hidden within the black fog. Many dared not even to breathe or blink. They feared that when they reopen their eyes, they would already be dead.

The black fog rapidly flew toward the front courtyard that Xiao Chen and the rest were in and arrived in a flash. The fog dissipated, revealing an old man hovering in the sky. He was Zuoqiu Ming, the one Xiao Chen had met several days ago. This man's aura was far stronger than when Xiao Chen had first met him.

Yi Tong walked up to him and whispered, "This isn't Zuoqiu Ming but the ancestor of the family, Zuoqiu Qitian. A thousand years ago, he destroyed his physical body and preserved his vital soul. He uses every successive Family Head as human furnaces. It looks like he has awakened completely today."

The Zuoqiu family's disciples on the ground had begun panicking. The person hovering in the sky was obviously their Family Head, but why did he look so scary now?

Zuoqiu Ping and the rest also flew over by then. With them was an old man whose sleeves were embroidered with four types of herbs. This must be the family's Level Four Medicine King, Zuoqiu Que.

Xiao Chen's heart sank. Earlier, he had been wondering why these people weren't showing up. It turned out that they were busy awakening Zuoqiu Qitian. Zuoqiu Qitian was in the Nirvana Realm. Even with Yi Tong and None-flower Dust today, he was absolutely no match for this man.

Zuoqiu Qitian's stare was as piercing as a bolt of lightning. He instantly found Xiao Chen in the crowd and nodded at him. "You must be the one. Not bad. It's been a thousand years. The physical body that my children have found for me is perfect."

Xiao Chen felt a chill down his spine. He seemed to have understood what was going on. Had they lured him here to s.n.a.t.c.h his body?

Zuoqiu Ping immediately walked down to the ground and saluted upward. "Great Ancestor, please don't extinguish this person's soul."

Zuoqiu Qitian made a subtle nod. "But of course. Since this child will be helping me reborn, I'll surely treat his soul with care and make sure he reincarnates." He turned to look at Xiao Chen and slowly said, "Youngster, do you have any unfilled dreams in this life?"

Xiao Chen sneered on the inside. Was this old man muddle-headed from sleep or did he just look down on him? Did this old man believe that he had already willingly given up on his physical body?

When there was no reply from him, Zuoqiu Qitian nodded. "I understand. Then let us begin." Once he finished his sentence, he reached for Xiao Chen with his ma.s.sive hand. Instantly, a giant golden palm materialized in the air.

Unleashing his Immortal-overriding Steps, Xiao Chen retreated more than one hundred feet away. Zuoqiu Qitian narrowed his eyes and asked coolly, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Chen was dumbfounded. "What am I doing? One wants my physical body, the other my soul. Have any of you asked for my opinion?"

Zuoqiu Qitian's gaze turned ice-cold. "Kid, don't disrespect me. Haven't you come here willingly?"

"Willingly? In your dreams! Who do you think you are?"

"Impudent! Since you're going back on your word at the last minute, don't blame me for this!" Zuoqiu Qitian bellowed, dropping his courteous manner. With a flick of his wide sleeves, a boundless and tremendous force came surging at Xiao Chen.

The unparalleled force slammed onto him like a tall and violent wave. The twelve ladies immediately protected him. None-flower Dust and Yi Tong also used their magical power to raise their Barriers, but their efforts were in vain in the face of Zuoqiu Qitian's power. They were all sent flying.

On the ground, Yi Tong said with difficulty, "We can't keep this up. His cultivation is too high. We must run!"

"What about Senior Guixian?"

None-flower Dust replied, "Rest a.s.sured. That old man won't die. If we don't leave now, we'll all die here. Come over immediately! I'll activate a teleportation formation!"

Xiao Chen stopped putting up resistance after hearing that. Never mind saving Guixian, he might not even be able to protect himself when there was a Nirvana Realm cultivator around.

The twelve ladies immediately joined their group. None-flower Dust swiftly moved his fingers to cast a spell and lay down a Five Phases Decampment Formation that enveloped all of his companions.

"Escape!" Following his command, all of them vanished into thin air.

In the sky, Zuoqiu Qitian scoffed. He yelled, "Formless World!" Instantly, an overwhelming vital force enveloped the entire Canglan City.

"F*ck, this old man can summon the Formless World!"

None-flower Dust and the rest reappeared in the spot where they had vanished from just moments ago.

The so-called Formless World was a temporary world that a powerful cultivator produced via his spirit energy. It was a s.p.a.ce that was completely separate from the real world.

Unlike enchantments, the sole ruler of this world was its creator. Those inside the world wouldn't be able to leave and those outsides wouldn't be able to enter. Moreover, everyone's magical power would be temporarily restricted. Only cultivators more powerful than the creator would be able to break the Formless World from the outside.

Xiao Chen and the others couldn't use their magical powers at all at this moment, making them no different from ordinary humans. Zuoqiu Qitian said icily, "The Annihilation Times are upon us. Devil Lords from all over the world are on the move. I need to borrow your body to enter the Grand Completion Realm and fight this war. Without me, the Human World will once again plunge into h.e.l.l. For the sake of the living, won't you make even a little sacrifice?"

Xiao Chen tried his best to restrain himself but he was so mad at the old man that he was gnashing his teeth. This old man was speaking so righteously all so he could steal his body without guilt.

"Old thing! Even if the world is about to be destroyed, it's my duty to save it, not someone who has died a thousand years ago like you!"

"Humph! I was planning to preserve your soul with my vital force, but since you're so misguided, don't blame me for what I'll do!"

Zuoqiu Qitian clawed at the air and Xiao Chen felt as if he was experiencing a great suction force. His body flew toward Zuoqiu Qitian uncontrollably.

"Brother Xiao!" Yi Tong and others widened their eyes. However, there was nothing they could do with their magical powers restrained.

Slowly, Xiao Chen floated toward Zuoqiu Qitian. Zuoqiu Qitian made several successive jabs at Xiao Chen with his finger and then began casting a spell.

"Arghhh..."

Xiao Chen's entire face was being warped up as he experienced the sensation of having his soul forcefully sucked out of him.

Underneath, all the Zuoqiu family's disciples were frightened out of their wits. Even the cultivators outside were terrified. Right then, several figures appeared on the horizon. Murong Xian'er, Qin Shaoyang, and the rest had arrived.

"Brother Xiao Chen!" Murong Xian'er cried. She tore away from Qin Shaoyang's hold and rushed toward the Zuoqiu family estate. However, she found herself being blocked by an intangible barrier at the edge of the estate.

"Xian'er…"

Moments ago, Xiao Chen was beginning to slip out of consciousness. But when he heard her voice, he tried his best to reach out for her. However, Zuoqiu Qitian's spell once again elicited a sharp cry from him.

"No!" Tears were raining down Murong Xian'er's face as she slammed her fists on the barrier of the Formless World in vain.

Zuoqiu Qitian's heart jumped in surprise. "I'm almost done destroying this child's soul, so why did he suddenly wake up now? Is it because of that little girl?"

Over on the ground, Yi Tong's breathing was quickening. He whispered to himself, "Elder Brother, I'm sorry. Please let me borrow your power."

He took down the purplish-gold gourd hanging from his waist and threw it into the air. The purplish-gold gourd started getting larger. Zuoqiu Qitian narrowed his eyes and cast a burst of force at Yi Tong.

"Puff!" The force slammed onto Yi Tong and sent him flying while coughing up blood. The purplish-gold gourd also fell to the ground.

"Humph, just a small demon from the Demon World! Seeing as this child is sacrificing himself today, I'll let you off. If you dare show up in the Violet Manor again, I promise you I'd destroy your body and soul!"

None-flower Dust immediately propped Yi Tong up. "Are you alright?"

Yi Tong shook his head. "I'm fine. We must stop him. Brother Xiao is someone Elder Brother exchanged his life for! He can't die like this!"

Suddenly, the entire Formless World began shaking violently. Alarmed, Zuoqiu Qitian immediately looked outside.

"Brother Xiao Chen, even if it means depleting my spirit energy again, I swear I won't let you die a second time! Argh!"

Murong Xian'er hovered in the sky with white radiance shooting out of her body. Overhead, the image of the Three Emperors materialized.