I Want to Burn the Sky

The Artifact Spirit let out a shrill cry. It was as shrill as a child's, and when Guu Feng heard it, his gaze did not soften in the slightest.    

Guu Feng boasted of his compassion, but he would never let it overflow. This was especially true at this moment. Only by making the Artifact Spirit submit to him completely would he have the confidence to win the battle tomorrow night.    

"Submit to me." Guu Feng said again.    

The Artifact Spirit did have some backbone. In the midst of the intense pain, it gritted its teeth and remained silent.    

Guu Feng's face turned gloomy.    

"Since that's the case, I don't mind wiping you out." As soon as Guu Feng finished speaking, the seal in his hand changed again.    

As the seal was formed, the illusory body of the Artifact Spirit collapsed with a loud bang. The black thorn formed by the power of the divine soul had already exploded from within the Artifact Spirit!    

After the Artifact Spirit collapsed, a moment later, it actually gathered together once again and transformed into the appearance of a child.    

However, at this moment, its body was clearly even more illusory.    

"Within ten collapses, you will be completely annihilated." Guu Feng said coldly. Seeing the Artifact Spirit glaring at him with resentment, Guu Feng did not hesitate. With a thought, the Artifact Spirit collapsed once again!    

When the Artifact Spirit condensed once again, looking at the resentment on the Artifact Spirit's face, Guu Feng sighed softly, "Since that's the case, you can go."    

At that moment, the newly formed body of the Artifact Spirit collapsed four times in less than a breath's time!    

Although the Artifact Spirit did not have a physical body and was only a divine soul, the pain of collapsing was rare in this world. No matter how stubborn the Artifact Spirit was, it was afraid of the pain of collapsing.    

After the fourth collapse, the Artifact Spirit condensed once again. It was almost transparent. Its aura was already very weak, as if it would completely disappear after being blown by the wind.    

This time, Guu Feng did not ask the Artifact Spirit whether it was willing to submit to him. He only glanced at the Artifact Spirit.    

The Artifact Spirit had experienced six collapses, and the intense pain had scared it completely. Furthermore, if it collapsed again, it would completely disappear!    

One had to know that the Soul Artifact was different from other magical items. The chances of the Artifact Spirit being born were extremely small. Although the Artifact Spirit's intelligence was not high, it knew very well how many opportunities and coincidences it needed to be born.    

It was unwilling to be completely destroyed just like that.    

Even though it was a Heaven Sealing Bottle Artifact Spirit, and even though it looked down on Guu Feng, at this moment, it did not want to die just like that.    

When it saw the seal in Guu Feng's hand tremble and the final force of collapse was about to strike, the illusory body of the Artifact Spirit let out a miserable cry, "I am willing to submit to you!"    

Guu Feng narrowed his eyes. The seal in his hand had already changed. With his divine soul as the catalyst, Guu Feng's right hand swiftly moved in the void in front of him. A runic symbol that looked like a formation was drawn out in a short period of time.    

Once the runic symbol was drawn out, Guu Feng controlled it and charged towards the Artifact Spirit.    

The Artifact Spirit's body trembled. Even though it was struggling, it did not dodge in the end. The runic symbol imprinted itself on the center of its brows.    

A feeling of perfect harmony was birthed in Guu Feng's heart. The Artifact Spirit knelt in front of Guu Feng and called out, "Master."    

Guu Feng nodded his head. He was very happy in his heart.    

This Heaven Sealing Bottle had finally become his everything!    

When he thought about the fierce battle tomorrow night, Guu Feng actually made a trip to all of the forty-nine worlds within the Heaven Sealing Bottle.    

He knew the rules set by each world like the back of his hand. It could be said that Guu Feng was the true king of the forty-nine worlds!    

However, because Guu Feng's cultivation base was low, it was impossible for him to change the rules of each world with his God Transforming Middle Period cultivation base.    

It was said that only those old monsters at the Profound Connecting Stage Realm or even higher could touch the power of the rules. The current Guu Feng was still too weak.    

After familiarizing himself with the Heaven Sealing Bottle, the Ancient Wind Divine Soul walked out of the Heaven Sealing Bottle and returned to his body, breathing in and out.    

A day's time was really short for someone like Guu Feng who was cultivating. When Guu Feng opened his eyes, it was already dusk of the second day.    

Guu Feng got up and walked out of his seclusion. At this moment, all of his Qi had been withdrawn. Both of his eyes were shining brightly. Currently, he had already adjusted himself to his best condition.    

He had completely mastered the Heaven Sealing Bottle, and he was only half confident in defeating the three God Transforming Late Period and one God Transforming Peak.    

Although Guu Feng seemed very confident in this battle, he still had some concerns in his heart.    

Hun Xuan, a few elders, and Qin Ling were all waiting in the meeting room. What surprised Guu Feng was that he saw Hsiang Feng.    

Ever since he rescued Qin Ling and the others from the prince's mansion, Hsiang Feng seemed to be deliberately avoiding Guu Feng. It had been a long time since Guu Feng saw him.    

He glanced at Hsiang Feng. At this moment, Hsiang Feng also had the cultivation of Void Controlling Peak.    

In just a year's time, he had grown so much. Hsiang Feng's talent in cultivation wasn't weak either.    

Sensing Hsiang Feng's Void Controlling Peak Qi, Guu Feng quickly understood. The reason why he couldn't see Hsiang Feng wasn't because he was avoiding him, but because he was cultivating.    

Just like Guu Feng, he had been carrying Guu Feng's' fault 'since he was born. His desire to become stronger wasn't any weaker than Guu Feng's.    

Guu Feng walked to Hsiang Feng's side. The two of them looked at each other and nodded without saying anything.    

Guu Feng's eyes swept across Hun Xuan and the others. If they lost this battle, Soul Clan would be doomed.    

The reason Guu Feng agreed to help Hun Xuan unify the Soul Clan at the beginning was because he had his own selfish motives.    

Guu Feng knew that one day, he would have a life-and-death battle with the Pattern King Jiang Ze, and the Soul Clan would undoubtedly be the strongest force in his hands.    

Although this force wasn't strong enough to fight against the Pattern King, it would definitely become stronger under Guu Feng's leadership in the future.    

This battle would only be a victory for the Soul Clan and Guu Feng.    

All the Soul Clan Cultivator that were above the Imperial Sky realm had arrived. In just a day's time, many God Transforming Early Period warriors had arrived from the six meridians.    

The hundreds of people gathered in the hall were the strongest forces of the Soul Clan.    

Looking at these faces, Guu Feng said in a clear voice, "After we eliminate those bastards, we will drink to our heart's content. We will not rest until we are drunk!"    

"Drink to our heart's content, we will not stop until we are drunk!"    

"Drink to our heart's content! We will not stop until we are drunk!"    

The shouts were so loud that it seemed like they were going to flip over the roof of the hall.    

Following Guu Feng, he walked out of the Ancestral Altar and came to the ground. Behind him, Qin Ling, Hun Xuan, plain-clothed and purple-clothed, Thunder Marquis, a few elders and a hundred other people came to the ground one after another.    

Guu Feng waved his arm and with a whooshing sound, these hundred people instantly disappeared into the night sky.    

It was late autumn and the night sky was cold. There was also a desolate wind whistling. It whimpered across the seemingly barren land.    

Everything was so quiet. The waning moon in the sky was gradually rising, and soon after, it was covered by thick clouds. The moonlight that fell on the ground was few and far between.    

Everything was so lifeless. There was no aura within a mile of the entrance of the Soul Clan's main altar where the Soul Clan's main altar was located.