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The feeling of discomfort made Feng Aoran a little angry. She used her soul power again for a week. She subconsciously took a step forward. She was silent in the operation of her soul power, but she naturally had no special feeling. Xinghun was watching it a little dazed.

Feng Aaran's body turned into a faint golden color during the power of his soul, and then a transparent body walked out of her body. The transparent figure had a hint of confusion on his face, but the face was stunning.

The moment the spirit appeared, Xinghun's whole body trembled, subconsciously wanted to kneel down. It was a kind of strong class pressure. Xinghun's body sank and he knelt on the ground with one knee. If he hadn't supported him with both hands, he would have lie on the ground.

The crystal clear soul is like the purest golden crystal. Isn’t that stunning face the number one beauty Lin Zhuoer?

Slowly opening his eyes, Feng Aoran looked at his soft body in surprise, looking at his transparent hands. He was just about to ask Xinghun, but he saw Xinghun kneeling on the ground and hurriedly ran over to help him. Xinghun's forehead was already sweating profusely. Seeing Feng Aoran running towards him, he quickly shaked him with one hand.

"Don't come over, the pressure on you is too strong. Hurry up and continue to activate your soul power according to the method I taught you just now, and then add your momentum to your inner strength."

Although Feng Aoran didn't know what happened, she would do what she was doing. This time the soul power operation was completely different from the feeling just now. What she could drive was just a stream of star soul injected into her body. Now it was running, countless golden lights swarmed in like water, and quickly filled her body. The soul had no meridians and bones, but according to the operation method taught by Star Soul, she felt that there was an energy trajectory in her body. Although she couldn't tell what it felt, Feng Aoran felt very comfortable. This feeling was that Feng Aoran's body cultivated spiritual power or soul power. Now all this really belongs to her.

The soul power was circulating for a small circle. Feng Aaran took a deep breath, compressing a source of force into the energy center, and then slowly opened his eyes again.

Her soul body no longer had the sharp momentum she had just now, but became warm and clear. If she had just said it was crystal, she now looked like a warm jade.

The pressure on Xinghun's body instantly eased, and then he stood up panting. Seeing Feng Aoran's eyes were completely hot, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Aoran's hand, respectfully kneeling on one knee, showing a completely surrendered look.

"What are you doing?" Feng Aoran looked at Xinghun blankly and reached out to pull him up, but Xinghun shook his head firmly: "Listen to me, I was not sure what you could bring to our soul clan, but now I can be sure that you can definitely lead us to a bright future. Your soul is the best three-refined holy soul that is rare in a thousand years, not the ordinary three-refined soul. According to the records of ancient books in the clan, only the founding ancestor of our soul clan is the best three-refined holy soul. Since the ancestor dissipated, there has never been such a soul. As soon as it came out, I wanted to kneel down and worship him devoutly."

Xinghun said something incoherently, and at the end he burst into laughter a little crazy. It took a long time before his emotions recovered.

Feng Aoran was not very excited. She originally wanted to make a fortune by taking advantage of the wolf, but now if it really looked like Xinghun said, she would probably have to help him rebuild the soul clan, and even be enemies of the other three tribes of the legendary ancient race. She felt a heavy heart for those unknown enemies.

"Although I don't know what the Holy Soul is, I can't guarantee that I can help you in the end, so don't have too much hope for me." A villain first and a gentleman has always been Feng Aaran's principles of doing things. She doesn't want to regret it in the end and make everyone unhappy.

"Of course, everything will be done as we said before. I believe you will be willing to help me at that time." Xinghun looked at Feng Aoran confidently. He believed that after understanding the profound heritage of their soul clan, Feng Aoran would not have a reason to refuse.

"Okay, then that's it."

After saying gossip, Xinghun took out his treasure "Soul Devouring" again and handed it to Feng Aoran without hesitation. Feng Aoran touched the cover made of mature cowhide. A strange feeling made the whole soul tremble. After taking a deep breath, she slowly opened it. There were only two light golden words "Soul Devouring" on the first page. Feng Aoran's fingers gently stroked the two words. A lot of information rushed into Feng Aoran's body like flowing water. In an instant, Feng Aoran already knew the history of the soul clan clearly.

The world first opened, and there was only one lineage of the gods in the universe. Later, Nuwa created humans, repaired the sky, fought against the gods, and gods and demons divided the world. Later, gods and demons disappeared from the world for unknown reasons, and humans began to become the masters of the world. However, there were residual souls of the gods and tribes left in the world. Some humans combined with residual souls after death and became the original souls. Over time, the soul race controlled special cultivation methods. Other races were no match for the soul race. The soul race once became a super strong race. Unfortunately, the number of residual souls in the world was limited, and the development of the soul race began to be difficult. Without the integration of the soul, the soul race was one less dead, and the soul race could only live in a corner to preserve its strength. Later, it was what Star Soul said that it was driven out of the ancient race and scattered everywhere.

From glory to decline, the ups and downs, joys and sorrows, are probably only those who are in it to understand.

Seeing Feng Aoran's expression change, Xinghun clenched his fists nervously. "Soul Devouring" is the treasure of the soul clan's inheritance. Unless it is confirmed, Feng Aoran is afraid that he will not be able to practice.

"How is it, have you seen something?"

"Well, I saw the rise and fall of the Soul Clan and the historical changes. I didn't expect that such a powerful race would die so quickly. It's also a big blame for being too rampant when you were powerful, otherwise there would be so many enemies." Feng Aoran closed the "Soul Devouring" and calmed down his mood, and then spoke slowly.

Xinghun scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Isn't this a typical example of being complacent? And that's the business of our ancestors, and it has nothing to do with our generation."

"I feel very tired. Let's stop here today. I feel that my mental power has been consumed by "Soul Devouring". I have to rest." Feng Aoran stood up and walked towards his body lying on the ground and slowly integrated into it.
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