Elder Maxim was furious.
As a legendary vampire who lived in the same era as Duke Yorok and was even hundreds of years older than Yorok, Elder Maxim hated the lucky guy who was more favored by the gods despite having less experience, and was even given the divine artifact by the gods to be trained as a divine scroll reader...
"Yorok! Yorok! Always Yorok!"
"Urst! You arrogant bastard! You must pay the price for your unforgivable words and deeds!"
The tsunami-like mental power, along with the dark red light of the Blood-Profaned Staff, broke through Yurst's mental barrier.
Elder Maxim roared and growled, transforming into an illusory red giant and descending into Yust's spiritual world.
The surrounding scene suddenly collapsed, and the world changed rapidly like stacking blocks, transforming into a huge alchemy workshop with no end in sight.
This is the Ulster Mind Workshop.
The mental power of every Chi Yang will undergo a transformation, forming his own dream world, or the sea of spiritual world.
The spiritual world symbolizes certain pursuits and beliefs of the Chiyang strongmen, and is also the true source of the Chiyang strongmen's spiritual force field.
The soul origin of the powerful scorching sun is also hidden in the deepest part of the spiritual world.
The moment Maxim descended, Yurst's spiritual world began to tremble violently. Magic books and alchemical props flew up on their own and rushed towards the red giant transformed by Maxim, trying to repel the foreign invader instinctively.
Feeling that pale power, Elder Maxim's eyes flashed with disdain.
The master of the spiritual world is indeed omnipotent in the spiritual world, but this is limited to the intruder's soul strength is not high.
And he is a true legend!
Elder Maxim simply waved his hand, and the magic books and alchemical props that rushed towards him shattered one after another, turning into the purest mental power that was absorbed by him, which in turn strengthened his strength.
Then, he lightly lifted up the illusory figure hiding deep in the spiritual world, representing Yurst's main consciousness and soul origin.
The illusory figure that looked exactly like Yulster kept struggling, but... he could not escape from Elder Maxim's grasp.
Elder Maxim held Yurst's main consciousness like a chick, and his condescending gaze seemed to be looking down on the ant who overestimated his own capabilities.
His eyes were cold and his voice was icy:
"Urst."
"I'll take over the rest of your life."
The terrifying mental fluctuations erupted in Elder Maxim's hands, beginning to erase the independent self-will in Yust's consciousness and destroying all contracts and connections in the origin of the soul.
Following Maxim's actions, the entire spiritual world suddenly shook, and then began to collapse rapidly. Even the main consciousness of Yurst in Maxim's hand began to become illusory.
Elder Maxim looked coldly at the consciousness that was being quickly assimilated by him, and he was already sure of victory.
However, at this moment, Yurst, who had been caught in his hand and had lost the power to resist, suddenly stopped struggling, raised his head and looked at him with a mocking look.
Elder Maxim frowned slightly.
The experience he had accumulated over thousands of years of life made him subconsciously feel that something was wrong.
However, before he could do anything, a crimson light suddenly burst out from Yust's consciousness, and a mysterious symbol appeared on his forehead as if in response to stress.
Seeing the familiar symbol, Elder Maxim was almost stunned for a moment:
"Thorns... roses?"
His expression changed slightly, and he realized something in an instant. He quickly let go of his hand and stepped back, but Yulster's consciousness grabbed the illusory clothes that were created by his mental power.
"Master Elder, you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Yust grinned and laughed.
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and roared ferociously:
"Your Majesty! I have found a superior soul as a sacrifice for you. I am offering it to you now to help you regain your strength!"
"May your gaze fall upon your belongings!"
As soon as the words fell, the symbol of the thorny rose burst into an unprecedentedly bright light.
Elder Maxim looked horrified.
He only felt an ancient, vicissitudes of life will slowly reviving in Yurst's consciousness, a powerful sense of oppression that seemed to come from the soul and blood, which made this blood-line legend tremble.
"God's will! This is God's will! You, you, you... you actually sided with the evil god behind Castel!"
Elder Maxim cried out in surprise and stepped back quickly.
But it's too late.
A crimson glow erupted on the increasingly solid thorny rose, and boundless red mist quickly spread out from the source of Yulster's soul, soon engulfing the entire spiritual world.
Then, in the crimson, golden light suddenly surged as if newly born, bringing with it the supreme sacred light and slowly descending along with ethereal hymns.
The spiritual world composed of bookcases and alchemy counters began to change and reorganize rapidly, and soon turned into a huge temple.
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Temple
Isn't it the Dark Night Castle
Looking at the temples around him that were exactly the same style as the Holy Royal Court, Yurst was stunned.
If he had not felt the familiar trembling breath in the origin of his soul, he would even suspect that he had summoned a god from the Holy Royal Court!
Maxim was also frightened, and his voice trembled:
"God...holy light?"
He let out a strange cry, turned around and ran without hesitation.
However, before he could run a few steps, a huge sword of judgment emerged from the thorny roses behind him and slashed at Elder Maxim's spirit body.
An even more terrifying force erupted, and Maxim couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
Under Yulster's awed gaze, he saw countless cracks appear on the soul of this legendary elder, and then with a slight sound, it turned into countless glowing fragments.
Then, he was swallowed up by the "holy light" that exuded an ancient and vicissitudes of life...
The Sword of Judgment gradually dissipated, and the terrifying pressure also weakened.
"Dead...dead..."
Yulster stared blankly at the place where Maxim had turned to ashes, his expression filled with awe.
As soon as he finished speaking, a disembodied voice sounded behind him, with no emotion in it:
"It's just an incarnation, it's nothing."
"You are really giving me trouble, Yulster."
The holy light slowly dissipated, and the crimson glow reappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding temples turned into the familiar dark night castle again.