Chapter 52: Soul-Gathering Flag, Summoning Soul Bell (Seeking Recommendations and Bookmarks)

  Soul Summoning Flag, Soul Beckoning Bell

  Hong Jun sat down with his knees crossed, releasing his own spiritual path, as if he didn't care about being ambushed at all. Shen Long, on the other hand, was making arrangements to ensure everything was in order.

  The three tribes are now on the same boat, of course, they will protect Shen Long's law. Even if they are not on the same boat, they do not want the dragon tribe to be destroyed now. The three tribes can maintain relative peace in the vast wilderness with their combined efforts. However, if only two tribes remain, a great war is inevitable, just like what Shen Long said at the last meeting, once the three tribes go to war, they will inevitably head towards destruction.

  With the protection of the three clans, the surrounding powers that were originally eager to move immediately extinguished their thoughts, and they did not dare to try their luck, watching in a strange manner.

  Hongjun's soul dao is as pure as water, but it looks like it's between reality and virtuality, very similar to the shape of the soul.

  The Great Dao Pillar shoots straight into the sky, Shen Long takes a look and secretly admires it. Hong Jun's Soul Dao has already entered the quasi-saint level. If all of Hong Jun's 3,000 Daos are this powerful, then Shen Long dares to say that even if he adds up all the quasi-saints here, they still wouldn't be able to surpass one of his.

  Take another look at your own spiritual path, Shen Long sighed, still comparing goods.

  "The small three is indeed not good, whether it's length or thickness, they are far from enough." The earth dragon muttered to himself.

  Shen Long's face turned bright red with resentment, "What do you mean by saying that my cultivation of the Grand Dao is not as good as Hong Jun's? You're saying that I won't be able to make progress for long?"

  The true saint's Dao pillar is distinctly different from the Dao pillar of Daluo Shuijing. At a glance, it is indeed as Dilong said: Hongjun's Dao pillar is thicker and longer than Shenlong's.

  He glared fiercely at Hong Jun's big road for a moment, and then Shen Long calmed down and began to cooperate with Hong Jun.

  Hong Jun was the main force, and all he saw was his right hand's index finger and middle finger combined, making a stroke towards Huang Long's corpse. Huang Long's inverted scales opened up, and the fragments of Huang Long's life grid flew into Hong Jun's hands.

  With a wave of his hand, the fragments of fate and the golden sword of Huang Long floated before his eyes. His hands formed a seal, and the rhythm of the great way between heaven and earth appeared, combining with the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Lotus flowers emerged one after another, either entering the fragments of fate or entering the golden sword of Huang Long.

  Hong Jun's expression was serious, constantly sealing the imprint, after all, reuniting souls is a move against heaven, he had never done it before, success or failure, still an unknown number.

  "Melt"

  "United"

  Like the great Taoist heavenly music, it came out of Hong Jun's mouth, Huang Long's fate and Jin Jian trembled together, a sword hum, a ray of light was emitted, they merged into one.

  "As soon as the words came out, the law followed." The onlookers outside watched in shock and exclaimed.

  With the sound of Hong Jun, a great power suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. The surroundings were all powerful, they could feel that this great power was what prompted the fusion of Jin Jian and Ming Ge.

  Shen Long also felt it, and he looked at Hong Jun in surprise. "Words become law" is a supreme divine ability, which is calculated by the great powers of the Primordial Chaos based on their cultivation. They calculated that when advancing to the Sage stage, one's magical abilities would undergo tremendous changes, among which "words become law" was a special divine ability unique to Sages.

  "Will he 'speak and the law follows'? Is he a sage?"

  "Perhaps..."

  "Fortunately..."

  At this time, the strong men around him were sweating profusely, and they recalled the scene where Hong Jun easily withstood the heavenly punishment earlier, which further confirmed their speculation. Fortunately, he didn't provoke Hong Jun at that time, or else, who knows how he would have died.

  Shen Long just looked at him in surprise, because the soul summoning was about to begin.

  "Go——" Hong Jun let out a loud shout and threw the merged golden sword into his own Soul Dao Pillar.

  "The grand dao is vast, the heavens and earth are boundless. The dragon clan has an ancestral dragon, with great virtues and merits that bring life, it shouldn't have perished. Today, I, a humble daoist, gather souls." Hong Jun first stood up, bowed to the heavenly dao, and behind him appeared strange phenomena - a series of scenes unfolded, all depicting the Yellow Dragon's conquest of the Desolate Expanse, ending with the unification of the dragon clan.

  Hong Jun bowed, the pillar behind him tilted, like a collapsing heavenly pillar. A thunderclap shook the sky, and Shen Long looked up at it, but still couldn't understand whether he was agreeing or disagreeing.

  However, regardless of whether they agreed or not, Hong Jun sat back down, muttering to himself:

  "Following heaven is dead, opposing heaven revives; Yellow Dragon falls, Great Way gathers souls; Souls return, return to the soul..."

  In the previous few sentences, Shen Long could still understand, but later on, perhaps because of Hong Jun's increasing speed, or perhaps he himself couldn't understand what he was saying, anyway, Hong Jun just muttered to himself there, and eventually closed his eyes.

  Shen Long's heart was annoyed and impatient, yawning repeatedly. He thought to himself, "Is this guy messing with me?" Looking at Hong Jun's appearance, if Shen Long hadn't seen the large Taoist pillar behind him constantly changing, he would have suspected that the guy had fallen asleep and was talking nonsense.

  "Little San, what do you think is going on?" Just as the golden crow flew back to Tang Valley and the jade rabbit hung in mid-air, Hong Jun didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, so Di Long couldn't help but ask Shen Long.

  Shen Long didn't know either, but Di Long asked him, and in order to appear as if he understood, he seriously said to Di Long:

  "It's a move against heaven, of course it has to be special, let's wait slowly, according to my observation, it will take a few more days."

  Shen Long just finished speaking, Hong Jun suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly:

  "Soul Flag, Condense——"

  "My god, you're really something." Shen Long didn't even have the chance to draw a circle and curse, because next, it was his turn to go on stage.

  In the grand dao of Hong Jun, a banner appeared, still hovering between reality and illusion. As the banner fluttered without wind, the surrounding powerful beings could hear its rustling sound. It wasn't something heard by the ears, but rather by the soul, as the sound directly pierced through their fate, affecting their spirit. The faces of the surrounding powerful beings changed, and they quickly retreated.

  "The Great Way gathers souls, the Yellow Dragon returns to its position."

  Another loud shout, the golden sword slowly lengthened and finally turned into a giant golden dragon, its appearance similar to that of a yellow dragon. The dragon let out a roar and then drilled into the Soul Flag.

  The addition of the golden sword, a nine-clawed yellow dragon emerged in the Soul Banner, emitting waves of dragon cries that seemed to be joyful and calling out, rejoicing at the rebirth of the yellow dragon and summoning distant souls.

  "The Grand Way gathers souls, the bell tolls as a summons, O soul return, return..."

  As the soul-gathering banner of Hong Jun appeared, in Shen Long's spiritual path, Shen Long imagined the shape of the Hunyuan Bell. The Hunyuan Bell was surrounded by the stars and constellations of the celestial sphere, with plants, insects, and fish faintly visible.

  As the bell tolled, the souls in the void seemed to have found their haven and flocked towards Shen Long.

  One by one, the residual souls, strand by strand, converged towards Shen Long, and were directly absorbed by Hong Jun's Soul-Gathering Banner. The nine-clawed yellow dragon on the banner let out a delightful dragon hum.

  "It's done, Tian Long brother, it's done!" Di Long was like a little girl, happily pulling on Tian Long's hand and shouting loudly. Tian Long took the opportunity to hug Di Long, while Shen Long, who was casting a spell, saw their appearance and secretly cursed Tian Long for being shameless.

  There are bell sounds guiding the direction, there is a soul-gathering banner gathering souls, and the sound of returning one after another. Although the yellow dragon's soul flies away, it returns to heaven and earth, but the soul-wood is against the sky, and strands of residual soul and residual spirit gather and condense.

  When the first ray of sunlight floated here in the morning, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky. Hong Jun held a golden sword in his hand and handed it to Shen Long, then smiled at Shen Long and said:

  "It seems that I and fellow Taoist have a predestined relationship, our first collaboration went so smoothly."

  Shen Long's mind kept flashing back to Hong Jun's "fate", feeling that Hong Jun's smile was so obscene, and with great effort, he suppressed the turmoil in his stomach and caught the golden sword.

  "Xiao San, are you okay?"

  "It's okay!!!"

  "What's this then?"

  I feel like throwing up.

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