Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 1938: Chapter 643: Nascent Soul Possession! Core Formation Ninth Layer! (2)

"Am I going to die?"

Lu Ping’an’s mind was left with only one thought.

Die!?

"No!"

As soon as this thought emerged, Lu Ping’an suddenly struggled awake from the endless pain, aware of what was happening.

Body snatching!

This is a Nascent Soul Possession I am facing!

The black-robed figure who had previously captured him wanted to use his physical body for a body snatch!

In an instant, a surge of anger, unwillingness, and defiance flooded Lu Ping’an’s consciousness.

How can I die like this, so easily, being snatched away!

"No, I can’t die, I haven’t lived enough, I still want to cultivate, strive to become an Immortal, and in the future make up for all regrets and restore everything!"

Lu Ping’an’s remaining consciousness roared fiercely.

His father had once told him that the meaning of cultivation was that with enough power, one could make up for regrets and achieve all that is beautiful.

Even though he knew these were comforting words, he remembered them well.

Hoping that one day he could make up for all regrets, bring back beauty, and resurrect his mother, brother, and sister!

"I am fortunate to have obtained a Spiritual Root and destiny with immortality, how can I die like this!"

"Father has nurtured me with great care and expectations, and yet I have not been able to alleviate the family’s worries, how can I die like this, being snatched away, bringing endless trouble to the family!"

Lu Ping’an’s shattered soul consciousness was tenaciously unyielding, wanting to live, striving to live.

"Hmm?"

The golden Nascent Soul figure looked at the broken and dim yet continuously gathering soul consciousness in his hand, somewhat surprised, then chuckled lightly: "Such a strong-willed little creature."

In Nascent Soul possession, unless possessing another Nascent Soul Cultivator, it is almost a crushing defeat.

For Foundation Establishment Cultivators like Lu Ping’an, no matter how strong and resilient his consciousness is, the gap in soul power makes it all futile.

"Let me see, where does your good fortune come from."

Although he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator himself, he was extremely surprised by Lu Ping’an’s situation.

What kind of fortune does a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator need to pile up Body Refinement to the Third Rank and possess a spine like that of a True Dragon?

"Ah!!!"

Lu Ping’an’s soul felt as if it was being cut to pieces, the pain was unbearable.

Pain that tore his heart and lungs, pain that made it impossible to breathe, impossible to think!

But his remaining consciousness knew he was being snatched.

So, if he wanted to live, he had to resist and destroy him!

As for whether he could destroy the opponent, he didn’t think about it, he didn’t plan, he just acted.

After all, at this point, if he was going to die, and he still didn’t resist, still hesitated, then he might as well die!

The saying in the mortal world goes, "Risking it all, daring to pull the emperor off his horse!"

So what if it’s a Nascent Soul Cultivator?

No matter how powerful he is, hasn’t he fallen to the point of needing to body snatch me?

If that’s the case, what is there to fear!

Even if I can’t rival him, I won’t let him snatch me easily!

Lu Ping’an’s almost shattered soul consciousness roared fiercely like a vengeful spirit towards the golden Nascent Soul figure.

At the same time, a glow blossomed from the depths of his soul consciousness, enhancing his soul power, helping him stabilize his soul.

Hope Gu!

As long as there is hope, miracles can happen!

At this moment, as Lu Ping’an faced despair, the Hope Gu in his heart blossomed with the light of hope.

However, aside from the Hope Gu, Lu Ping’an felt there was also a mysterious power deep in his soul supporting him.

This power was unclear and indescribable, but there was no time to think, nor did he care to think.

He bit down on the golden Nascent Soul figure before him, trying to tear off its small hand, but it was extremely hard, impossible to bite through.

But at this moment, his hazy consciousness had only one stubborn thought, that even if he died, he must take a piece of meat from his opponent!

"Wretched beast, seeking death!"

The golden Nascent Soul figure saw that this almost shattered soul consciousness was not only resisting but actually rebelling against him, and was suddenly furious.

Nascent Soul Spirit Body shimmered, seemingly burning with golden flames, attempting to burn and refine Lu Ping’an’s soul.

"Pain!"

Lu Changsheng’s soul instantly seemed to dissipate like smoke, a pain beyond compare filled his soul consciousness.

He did not give up, gathering himself to fight again, biting at the golden Nascent Soul figure.

"What is this!? How is this kid’s soul so resilient, it’s as though it has an immortal quality?"

The golden Nascent Soul figure’s expression turned to shock and doubt, realizing something was amiss.

This was not something mere willpower could explain.

In the face of absolute power, even if your will reaches the heavens, it is futile!

"There’s something wrong with this kid’s soul!"

The golden Nascent Soul figure instantly guessed the problem lay within Lu Ping’an’s soul.

But no matter how he scrutinized, apart from a power that stabilized his body and soul, he found nothing else.

"Could this kid be a Nascent Soul Cultivator reincarnated? Or has he fused with the consciousness of a Nascent Soul Remnant Soul?"

The golden Nascent Soul figure looked at the soul constantly gnawing at him, speculating in his heart, yet feeling uncertain.

Nevertheless, he had already begun burning the Nascent Soul Origin to initiate possession; even if the opponent was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it was impossible to stop now!

"Whether you are a Cultivator reincarnated or not, I shall turn you into my garb!"

The golden Nascent Soul figure sneered, no longer hesitating, burning the Nascent Soul Origin with full force, swallowing Lu Ping’an’s soul whole.

He had suffered an ambush, and now with his Undying Golden Body broken and his Nascent Soul Origin severely depleted.

If the opponent was indeed a Nascent Soul reincarnate, or fused with a Nascent Soul Remnant Soul, he might even absorb a substantial benefit, and gain some of the other’s memory secrets!

"Boom!"

In an instant, Lu Ping’an’s remaining soul consciousness seemed to fall into the abyss of death.