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After he had taken care of the so-called Master Yu of the Fallen Spirits Sect, Ye Chen did not have any interest in this so-called gathering anymore.

Although Master Yu had two tricks up his sleeve, being able to refine these half-finished spiritual tools, and even had one or two low-rank spiritual tools, in the eyes of the current Ye Chen, these were just trash!

Of course, this did not mean that he did not reap any rewards this time. The Ghost Pot was the biggest treasure this time around.

The Yin Qi contained within the Ghost Pot was definitely a tonic for the Nine Yang Saint Body to absorb. The vengeful spirits within it would be able to be used by him if he were to slightly refine them.

Possessing a body and soul; this method might be cruel and terrifying, but it still depended on who used it.

If it was only for personal gain and if it was for the sake of wealth and murder, the Ghost Pot was certainly the source of evil.

If he used this as a way to eliminate evil and punish good, then this Ghost Preserving Pot would be a powerful weapon to exterminate evil.

"With a little refining of this Ghost Pot, it will still be of some use in the future."

A youth sat cross-legged on a bed within the Imperial Origin Pavilion. He couldn't help but mumble as he looked at the pitch-black jar in front of him.

Right now, what he needed the most were some absolute assistance and cultivation resources.

Besides the Nine Dragons Formation in the Origin Controlling Pavilion, refining the Ghost Pot could also be considered another method.

As the teenager sat down with his legs crossed, the natural powers around him were like streams of water flowing towards Ye Chen. The black jar in front of him was also floating in the air, a bunch of black qi was gathering in Ye Chen's palms.

To the others, this Yin energy was definitely a kind of poison gas that only came once in a million miles. But to Ye Chen, it was the complete opposite.

In this environment where the spiritual qi in the world was so thin, using this mutated spiritual qi to train was undoubtedly a shortcut for Ye Chen.

As the Spiritual Aura endlessly gushed in like a whirlpool, the true energy that was originally condensed within the youth's Dantian also became denser bit by bit.

A faint layer of golden light enveloped the surface of the youngster's skin. Faintly, there were traces of lightning pulses.

This was the perfect combination of the Nine Yang Saint Body and the few strands of Gold Core Origin Lightning in his Dantian.

With every jump of this golden light and thunder light, Ye Chen's body seemed to be strengthened.

He washed his bones and refined his muscles and bones again and again.

One could even hear the crackling sounds in the room.

"This is great! The third level has loosened up a little, and the second form of the Tai Yi Primal Chaos Formula has begun to gain some momentum …"

Ye Chen's heart was filled with joy.

He had been stuck at the peak of the Late Mortal Realm Stage 2 for half a month.

However, no progress or breakthroughs have been made.

As for the Tai Yi Primal Chaos Formula, it had been stuck at the first level. After learning the Tai Yi Palm, it had not improved at all.

Now that he felt a little bit more relaxed, it was undoubtedly the opportunity for his strength to once again soar.

As he felt the gradual expansion of his meridians and the continuous circulation of true energy within his body, the distance between him and the breakthrough bottleneck grew closer and closer.

"Refine for me!"

All of a sudden, Ye Chen moved his hand to the side and a golden light gradually enveloped the Ghost Pot. The black qi inside was instantly enveloped by the light.

The cold yin power inside it, under the fierce refinement of the teenager, had turned into a stream of power, gathering in Ye Chen's Dantian.

"Crack crack!"

As faint sounds rang out, cracks gradually spread on the surface of the Ghost Pot.

Under this move of Ye Chen's, even if this Ghost Pot was a top-grade spiritual weapon in the sect, it would still not be able to escape from being completely refined.

"Boom!"

Finally, as the Yin Energy within was completely refined, the dark black jar was suspended in the air and directly turned into a pile of broken fragments.

A black sphere of light slowly floated in the air.

Under Ye Chen's continuous absorption, the black mist and impurities slowly dissipated, and gradually became pure and transparent.

When the last bit of black Qi was absorbed by the youth, the ball of light instantly exploded.

A bunch of illusions appeared and floated in the air.

It was about the size of a human and had many balls of light. One could even vaguely see the skeletons and hideous faces within. The difference from Master Yu's ghost controlling technique was that these phantoms' bodies were covered in a faint layer of golden light.

If one were to look from afar, it would appear as if one was wrapped within a golden glow. The gloomy and terrifying feeling from before had completely disappeared.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. We have been trapped in the Ghost sect's Ghost Pot and have been nurtured to this day with resentment and Baleful Yin Force. If we were to use them, we would have already suffered a fate worse than death." Now that I have been purified by Master, I will be able to see the light of day again. "

Without waiting for Ye Chen to say anything, that golden light shadow had already started to kneel down in front of Ye Chen.

Without Ye Chen's help, these souls would forever be just tools for others to use.

Ye Chen absorbed the Yin energy and resentful aura inside, and with his own Qi, he could now achieve the same effect.

"I was an elder of the Myriad Sword Sect and was a cultivator at the Profound realm. I controlled a force, but unfortunately, I fell into the hands of the Ghost sect and became an evil spirit. That's why I ended up like this."

A shadow floated up to Ye Chen, half-kneeling in the air, and said that to him.

"Even a Profound realm master died in the hands of the Ghost sect?"

Ye Chen could not help but sigh. This Ghost sect was not as simple as it looked.

Even if Master Yu was full of those, he was not even half a Profound Realm, or even had no knowledge of the Profound Realm.

But even so, he had still become a master teacher of Jiangnan and, in the name of the Fallen Spirits Sect, was trying to swindle others.

"I am a Paragon from another world, and have been reborn to walk the path of the peak. If you all are willing to follow me, then I can protect my spirit soul and take revenge on the Ghost sect!"

With Ye Chen's command, all the shadows in the light ball seemed to have responded together.

"There is no way to repay the grace of a Grandmaster!"

Numerous echoes reverberated within the room.

After absorbing these spirit souls, if he were to meet such a soul devourer again in the future, it would undoubtedly be the best trump card.

What Ye Chen knew about the art of controlling ghosts was hundreds of times better than that of the so-called Ghost sect.