Chapter 3719 A Cabin With A Spire

To reach the Colorless Soul was still a hard task for a Soul of Light who had reached the twenty-eighth stage of the Other Shore Realm.

However, if given enough time, they still might be able to do it.

Still, it usually took a huge deal of effort to obtain the Holy Soul Imprints.

After all, every second inside the light column was no better than swimming in hot magma.

It had already been a matter of life and death for Dailey to just hold on until the first imprint appeared. However, it seemed so easy for Zen to obtain those imprints! Of course, he found it hard to accept this.

It wasn't only Dailey who felt depressed, everyone present couldn't keep calm as well.

For instance, Gabriel had previously encouraged Zen in hopes of teaching him a lesson, but he never thought that Zen could cross the soul cloud and enter the light column above.

"Blazing Fire Imprint!"

"Myriad Lives Imprint!"

"Lifeless Imprint!"

"Myriad Ghosts Imprint!"

"Myriad Ways Imprint!"

"No Three Imprint!"

"Earth Moving Imprint!"

"Returning Sky Imprint!"

The first eight Holy Soul Imprints hit the surface of Zen's soul one by one.

There was one on his chest, one on his elixir field, two on his shoulders, one on his forehead, and two on his waist.

When Zen had obtained eight Holy Soul Imprints, the rising soul pillar under his feet suddenly stopped.

Still confused, Zen asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either," the Primeval Lord of Heaven answered with a shake of his head.

It was known that the Primeval Lord of Heaven had a deep understanding of the Other Shore, and perhaps there were few people who knew some things he didn't.

However, Zen's problem now was truly beyond his comprehension.

He repeatedly tried to figure out what was wrong during the whole process.

He also knew Zen's origins quite well. After all, he had also created the Six-Pattern Blood-storing Tree, and the only variable in Zen's growth was probably his special physical body and the Primal Chaos Technique. But even so, those two shouldn't have much to do with the Soul City.

Since the Primeval Lord of Heaven couldn't figure out what the problem was, Zen didn't bother to think about it.

In any case, the soul pi

e broken pieces fall, they swarmed towards them like a school of fish in the pond and desperately scrambled for those fragments.

While the golden column continued to peel off, Zen's Soul of Light slowly appeared, then the ninth Holy Soul Imprint fell on his head.

"Power Guide Imprint!"

Zen stood on the surface of the soul pillar, straightened his waist, and breathed slightly.

The nine Holy Soul Imprints in his soul outlined golden meridians that were distributed the same way as his body's meridians.

As he exhaled, the golden meridians turned from light to dark, then from dark to light.

Even though his soul had reached the Holy Soul Realm and had almost the same strength as his physical body, it was still a soul.

At that moment, however, his soul underwent a qualitative change.

The nine Holy Soul Imprints formed a large circulation, and made his soul a different life!

"What's this?" Zen asked when he saw a small copper ring float in front of him.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven looked at the copper ring with interest.

He had seen it before when he obtained the seventh imprint.

Zen stretched out his hand and gently pulled the copper ring, which caused the entire Soul City to shake.

A huge gear wheel on the right side of the Soul City rolled slowly and continuously released the chain made of souls.

A chain bridge, which was originally hidden inside the wall, descended slowly and extended towards Zen. The bridge led to that cabin with a spire!