Chapter 1549: True Lord Yellow Dragon!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1549: True Lord Yellow Dragon!

Chapter 1549: True Lord Yellow Dragon!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Souls!

This was a forbidden ground for martial artists, a forbidden ground for all humans. Not even the strongest martial artist could extract a person's soul.

Not only that, the Goat, Deer, and Tiger Immortals had been dead for some time, but the golden man had still been able to extract their souls from their bodies. This could no longer be explained as an extension of martial arts.

Moreover, if a person's soul was imprisoned, they would not be able to reincarnate.

Even evil path leaders like the Myriad Ghost Ancestor, Bone Devil Ancestor, and Black Yin Ancestor couldn't help but pale and back away in fear.

They were regarded as part of the evil path by the rest of the martial arts world and could kill without blinking an eye. Their hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

But in front of this man, they were like kittens before a lion.

The gap between the two sides was immeasurably vast.

The god-like being suspended in the air cared little about the reactions of those around him, treating them as if they didn't exist.

As his fingers clenched together, the screams became deafening. The souls extracted from the bodies of the three Immortals were forcefully squeezed together.

"Ah!"

A martial artist yelped in fright and fell back onto the ground, cold sweat drenching his body.

Not even in the most dangerous and frightening situations in his life had he been more shocked than by what he had witnessed in the last few seconds.

"Demon! Demon! This can't be a human!"

The wide eyes of the numerous martial artists clearly displayed their panic and fear.

A few moments later, the golden man had finished his modifications.

Seething with black smoke, a new soul had appeared in his hand, a jailed beast that roared in his hands but was powerless to escape his grip.

The man's cold eyes never once looked at the martial artists around him. He slowly scanned the ground and quickly settled on the body of the bamboo hat

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