Chapter 1935 Reaper Spirit Iron


    Old Wan hardly had the time to react before he was completely taken off guard. He didn''t even have the time to register the pain either before a black box within his spatial ring began to tremble wildly.


    His expression changed.


    This black box wasn''t just a normal item; it was one of the treasures that he received from the Taboo Sect he happened upon the legacy of. It was known simply as the Soul Box.


    The Soul Box was made of a special material that had long gone extinct, mostly because it had been wiped out along with the Soul Reaper Sect.


    The material was known as Reaper Spirit Iron and it had two main functions.


    The first was that the first soul it came into contact with, it was capable of replicating the fluctuations of and becoming an eighth Corporeal Soul and the fourth Incorporeal Spirits at the same time.


    Essentially, it was like giving one''s souls one extra life-saving grace, though it wasn''t exactly like that. After all, each one of the seven Corporeal Souls and three Incorporeal Spirits had their own function. Losing one didn''t necessarily mean that the others would step into their place like what had happened with Ryu.


    However, with the special techniques of the Soul Reaper Sect, this was made possible.


    The second function of this Reaper Spirit Iron was to form the Land of the Reaper, a plane all to a Soul Reaper''s own where they could gather their strength through a secondary land. It was like having a second dantian and a second Spiritual Sea put into one.


    It could be said that 90% of the techniques of the Soul Reaper Sect relied on the Reaper Spirit Iron, which was also why it was part of the inheritance in the first place.


    This was the same with a lot of Taboo Sects; they usually had special requirements that their disciples had to meet, otherwise even taking the first step of cultivation would be impossible. The Inheritance that Isemeine and Eska received was the perfect example of this.


    This time, this wasn''t a matter planned by Ryu but was instead a lucky spin. But the truth was that even if Old Wan had both hands, the likelihood of success on his end was pitifully small compared to the prepared Ryu.


    CRACK. SHUUU!


    At that moment, a beam of light left the Reaper Spirit Iron. Along with it, several more souls began to jet out in all directions, quickly escaping in an attempt to return to reincarnation. Some, however, were so savage that they pounced right for Old Wan.


    Old Wan''s expression changed once again. This was bad.


    There was no time to consider anything else.


    His aura pulsed and cast a wide net of suppression, stopping most of the souls from leaking out. Beads of sweat fell from his brows as he realized that this wasn''t sustainable.


    His jaw set and a cold light flickered in his eyes. He had made many enemies along the way, and with the method that this person had used to target him, they didn''t necessarily need to know his identity in order to succeed. That made it harder to tell exactly who it was.


    But...


    If he had to guess it could only be one.


    A boy with a cold set of silver eyes that seemed to stare at him loftily from above regardless of how much higher his cultivation was.


    ''Forcing me to make this decision... I guess it was about time, anyway.''


    Old Wan''s eyes flickered and the cracked Reaper Spirit Iron began to move toward his dantian.