Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2450 - 2448: Soul Ferry

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Ethan Smith’s eyes overflowed with black tears as he stood above the Sea of the Path of Heaven.

Suddenly, he plunged into the Sea of Soul Attraction, where countless rules dissolved into the most fundamental lines in his golden pupils, then simultaneously reflected onto another Ethan’s Divine Soul.

At that moment, it seemed as if the Sea of the Path of Heaven sensed a soul descending into it.

Instantly, it unleashed waves of wrathful fury, for probing the power of the Sea of the Path of Heaven incurs the anger of the heavens.

As the Sea of Rules flooded over his body, it swept away his vast Divine Soul Power. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Moreover, with Ethan activating the second layer of the Desolate God’s Eye, his Divine Soul Power was nearly exhausted in a few breaths.

Sink!

The damage to half of his soul’s origin left Ethan Smith, who was in front of King Smith, pale—such wounds were shared.

Yet, Ethan didn’t care; his Divine Soul accelerated its descent once again.

Numerous rule images flitted past like a mirage.

The purest rules of the Sea of Soul Attraction were mirrored in the most elementary symbols in his mind.

The massive influx of information seemed to make Ethan’s head ready to explode.

In the Sea of Knowledge, the Five Emperors emitted brilliant light, and with their assistance, his soul’s origin stabilized amidst this torrent of information.

The convergence of countless pieces of information and deductions illuminated his entire soul like a magnificent rainbow, representing Ethan’s greatest evolutionary power.

As the last trace of his Divine Soul Power was melted away, the Desolate God’s Eye transmitted a rule symbol into Ethan’s mind.

Boom!

Thousands of rays of light converged swiftly, enveloping the Evil Eye.

A sword light, long in preparation, erupted forth.

Combining the rule of Soul Attraction, the Soul Nightmare Heart Skill, and the Power of Heavenly Path absorbed by the Ghost Messenger Token, this sword energy finally took shape.

The surrounding air began to quiver like rippling water, spreading a wailing sound like the notes of a flute.

A soul kingdom formed around the sword energy, akin to the alluring force a Buddha Country holds over monks.

All living beings within tens of thousands of miles who heard this flute sound seemed to have their souls called upon, all their consciousness momentarily locked.

At this moment, a soul kingdom appeared in the eyes of all living beings; their souls drifted from their bodies, rushing madly toward this sword energy of the Ghost Sword.

Within a few breaths, the souls of nearly fifty thousand living beings merged into the sword energy, further amplifying the power of the Ghost Sword.

The verdant sword light obscured the light of Ghost Month, blocking the blood-red light outside the sword energy.

"Soul Ferry!"

The second style of the Evil Eye, a swordsman embodied by indifference.

King Smith’s eyes flickered with surprise as his soul felt a great summoning force, seemingly pulling his soul toward that sword energy.

But that was all; he raised his fist and smashed it toward the sword energy.

Yellow Springs! The Origin Character of the Yellow Springs Rule!

The advancing speed of the soul kingdom abruptly stalled, as a river of Yellow Springs surged forth.

In the rolling yellow river, every soul that was touched instantly melted into the water.

The Ghost Sword’s energy visibly diminished in size, shaking violently.

The sword energy of Soul Ferry completely vanished.

Yet the river of Yellow Springs did not dissipate; its lingering power surged like a tempest toward Ethan Smith once more.

All things were settled.

"Had I met him earlier, I might have chosen him. To decisively abandon half of his soul’s origin at this moment, evolving an extra style, forcefully entering the fifth layer of tribulation is indeed shocking. But as I said, he has no chance of victory."

The little Bodhisattva looked on at the battle with no trace of joy or sorrow. What was an epic battle to others seemed somewhat dull to him.

At the moment when Soul Ferry shattered, the world before Ethan’s eyes suddenly split into four parts.

In this fracture of vision, overlapping shadows appeared before him.

With a single strike broken, he suffered a terrible backlash.

His soul’s origin bore four deep scars, and even as he held the Evil Eye across his chest, a smile crept onto his face.

The river of Yellow Springs crashed onto his soul, enveloping him completely.

"For someone singled out by the Bodhisattva King of Ksitigarbha, there is certainly a reason, though your realm is, unfortunately, inferior to mine, something that cannot be rectified."

With an austere face, King Smith spoke with a calm tone.

Achieving a breakthrough mid-battle is certainly rare.

But of the plethora of geniuses, how many can survive the chaos, and of those, how many can surpass the Path of Heaven? It takes survival to continue drawing the future.

Ksitigarbha King instructed him to unleash his full-force attacks, and he would hold nothing back!

Sizzle!

The river of Yellow Springs detonated directly within Ethan’s soul; such was the Strength of the Original Symbol.

Ethan Smith couldn’t possibly resist it, as his most powerful Origin Character could only manifest a vague force.

This nearly clear Yellow Springs character could even break the peak of the fifth layer of tribulation.

Gazing at this Yellow Springs Power with golden eyes, Ethan seemed to resign himself.

His soul’s origin, like a candle in the wind, dwindled to near invisibility.

"How is it? The miracle you expected didn’t occur. Here’s a choice: you or he."

The little Bodhisattva stood, turning his back on Ken Middleton.

"Predecessor Schmidt, lend me your strength!"

As the last flicker of candlelight faded, a voice suddenly echoed from within the river of Yellow Springs.

In the Void, a black divine thunder roared down fiercely.

Like a tiger descending the mountain, it crashed through the river of Yellow Springs, merging into Ethan’s soul.

Ethan lifted his head, laughing unrestrainedly as his soul touched the bottom of the Sea of Soul Attraction.

Remarkably, at the seabed of that other realm, he discovered a streak of black river.

The Sea of Annihilation!

The rule’s power Ethan had never discovered was the sole inheritance from Predecessor Schmidt.

Even across the crystal barrier of two realms, at this moment, under the call of Ethan’s Traceless Immortal Scripture,

the long-eroded Divine Condor at the bottom of the Sea of Annihilation emitted a tremendous roar.

The Power of Annihilation instantly pierced through the crystal barrier, pouring into Ethan’s soul.

The world-destroying Power of Annihilation actually forced the Yellow Springs’ characters to retreat.

In Ethan’s soul, a sword energy once again took shape.

The Power of Annihilation, combined with Ethan’s last glimpse of Yellow Springs’ rule, directly surged into the Evil Eye in his hand.

Predecessor Schmidt, today I shall fill your solitude!

Haha, Ethan laughed madly.

Now his origin was but a sliver, and in those thin memories, he vaguely recalled Emily, Clayton Schmidt, Edwin Garner, and some familiar yet strange people.

His focus was entirely on the stern-faced middle-aged man before him, with the singular will to defeat him.

The strands of Yellow Springs’ rule he had just deduced flowed into the Evil Eye; in a flash, that verdant space suddenly transformed.