Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1735: 440: Nascent Soul Possession! Core Formation Ninth Layer! (2)
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"Am I going to die?"
A single, solitary thought dominated Lu Ping’an’s mind.
Death!?
"No!"
The moment that thought surfaced, Lu Ping’an fought his way back to consciousness from a sea of agonizing pain, suddenly realizing his dire situation.
Body snatching!
He was facing a Nascent Soul Possession!
The figure in black robes who had seized him intended to steal his physical vessel for a soul occupation!
All at once, a wave of fury, resentment, and raw defiance surged through Lu Ping’an’s mind.
How could I die like this? To be so easily discarded and snatched away!
"No, I refuse to die. I haven't lived long enough. I still need to practice Cultivation, struggle toward becoming an Immortal, and eventually fix every regret and restore all that was lost!"
What remained of Lu Ping’an’s consciousness let out a savage roar.
His father had once instructed him that the true purpose of Cultivation was to gain enough power to mend past regrets and protect everything beautiful in life.
Even though he recognized those were merely comforting words, he held them close to his heart.
He harbored the hope that one day he could erase every sorrow, reclaim beauty, and bring his mother, brother, and sister back to life!
"I was blessed to obtain a Spiritual Root and a destiny tied to Immortality; how can I perish here!"
"Father raised me with such devotion and high hopes, yet I haven't even begun to ease the family’s burdens. How can I allow myself to die, to be snatched away and bring such disaster upon my kin!"
Lu Ping’an’s fractured soul was stubbornly persistent, clinging to life and fighting to survive.
"Hmm?"
The golden Nascent Soul figure observed the shattered, fading consciousness that continued to pull itself back together in his grasp. Surprised, he let out a soft laugh: "What a remarkably strong-willed little thing."
In a Nascent Soul possession, the outcome is usually an absolute slaughter unless the target is another Nascent Soul Cultivator.
To a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like Lu Ping’an, no matter how resilient his spirit might be, the sheer disparity in soul power rendered all resistance meaningless.
"Let me discover where your luck originates."
Even as a Nascent Soul Cultivator himself, he found Lu Ping’an’s condition baffling.
What kind of fortuitous encounter would allow a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator to stack Body Refinement to the Third Rank and possess a spine resembling that of a True Dragon?
"Ah!!!"
Lu Ping’an felt as if his very soul was being sliced into fragments; the agony was beyond endurance.
It was a pain that shredded his heart and lungs, a pain that made breathing impossible and coherent thought a luxury!
Yet, his flickering awareness knew he was being overtaken.
Therefore, if he wished to survive, he had to fight back and annihilate the intruder!
He didn't stop to consider if he was capable of destroying his foe; he didn't form a plan; he simply struck out.
After all, at this stage, if death was certain and he still refused to resist or continued to hesitate, then he deserved to die!
As the saying goes in the secular world, "A man who risks everything dares to drag the Emperor off his horse!"
So what if he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator?
No matter his former power, hadn't he fallen so far that he was forced to attempt a body snatch on me?
If that was the case, what was there to fear!
Even if I am no match for him, I won't let him take me without a fight!
Lu Ping’an’s nearly pulverized soul roared like a vengeful ghost, lunging at the golden Nascent Soul figure.
Simultaneously, a radiance erupted from the core of his soul, bolstering his spiritual strength and helping him stabilize his form.
Hope Gu!
As long as hope remains, miracles can manifest!
In this moment of absolute despair, the Hope Gu within Lu Ping’an’s heart shined with the light of possibility.
Furthermore, beyond the Hope Gu, Lu Ping’an sensed an enigmatic power supporting him from the depths of his soul.
This force was vague and beyond description, but he had no time to analyze it, nor did he care to.
He sank his teeth into the golden Nascent Soul figure, attempting to rip away a small hand, but the entity was incredibly solid and impossible to pierce.
But right now, his blurred mind held only one stubborn conviction: even if he died, he would tear a piece of flesh from his enemy!
"Filthy beast, you seek death!"
Seeing that this nearly destroyed consciousness was not only resisting but actively counter-attacking, the golden Nascent Soul figure was consumed by rage.
The Nascent Soul Spirit Body shimmered, appearing to ignite with golden flames in an effort to incinerate and refine Lu Ping’an’s soul.
"Pain!"
Lu Changsheng’s soul seemed to evaporate like mist instantly, and a peerless agony filled his consciousness.
He refused to surrender, pulling himself back together to strike again, biting at the golden Nascent Soul entity.
"What is this!? Why is this brat's soul so sturdy? It's as if it possesses an immortal quality!"
The golden Nascent Soul figure’s face twisted with shock and suspicion as he realized something was wrong.
This went beyond what mere willpower could achieve.
Against absolute power, even a will that reaches the heavens is useless!
"Something is wrong with this boy's soul!"
The golden figure immediately deduced that the anomaly lay within Lu Ping’an’s spirit.
Yet, no matter how hard he searched, he found nothing except for a power that stabilized the boy's body and soul.
"Could this child be the reincarnation of a Nascent Soul Cultivator? Or has he merged with the consciousness of a Nascent Soul Remnant Soul?"
The golden Nascent Soul figure watched the soul that was constantly gnawing at him, theorizing internally while feeling increasingly uncertain.
Nevertheless, he had already begun consuming his Nascent Soul Origin to start the possession; even if his opponent was a reincarnated master, there was no turning back now!
"Reincarnated Cultivator or not, I shall transform you into my new skin!"
The golden Nascent Soul figure sneered. Abandoning all hesitation, he burned his Nascent Soul Origin with everything he had, intending to swallow Lu Ping’an’s soul whole.
He had been ambushed, his Undying Golden Body was shattered, and his Nascent Soul Origin was dangerously low.
If the boy truly was a reincarnated Nascent Soul expert or possessed a Remnant Soul, he might even gain a massive boost and acquire the other's secret memories!
"Boom!"
In a flash, what remained of Lu Ping’an’s soul consciousness felt as though it was plummeting into the abyss of death.