Chapter 228: The Possession Begins, The Palm Saint Bottle’s Aid

"Master, aren't you afraid my Old Ancestor will hold you accountable? My Old Ancestor is a powerhouse at the Immortal Emperor level!"

With no other choice, Wu Li could only bring up Wu Hao, hoping to make Ink Jurren back down. This caused Wu Hao, who was hiding in the shadows, to involuntarily change his expression slightly.

But in the next second, Ink Jurren burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha, an Immortal Emperor? If your Old Ancestor truly were an Immortal Emperor, how could you possibly have joined my humble Seven Mysteries Sect? Putting aside the facts, even if your Old Ancestor really were a powerhouse at the Immortal Emperor level, they couldn't stop me. I've already set up Restrictions here; not even an Immortal Emperor could probe this place. I will Possess you here and use that to Breakthrough to the Immortal Emperor Realm!"

As Ink Jurren's words fell, countless iron chains shot out from the eight iron pillars in the next instant, quickly completely restraining Wu Li. Wu Li himself didn't even have time to react.

"Damn it!"

Wu Li's expression was extremely grim. These chains even suppressed his cultivation, making him akin to a Mortal. He couldn't even self-destruct.

And at that moment, Ink Jurren slowly walked up to him and sneered.

"Don't worry. Since I'm borrowing your body, I will sever all the Karma connected to it. I'll send everyone related to you on their way!"

Having said that, Ink Jurren sat down cross-legged in front of Wu Li. In the next instant, his Divine Soul left his body and charged towards Wu Li.

Restrained by the iron chains, Wu Li couldn't break free at all, so he could only watch helplessly as Ink Jurren's Divine Soul grew larger and larger before him until it entered his body.

The moment Ink Jurren's Divine Soul entered Wu Li's mind, Wu Li's eyes also closed.

Seeing this, Wu Hao slowly emerged from the shadows.

"Never mind. It seems Wu Li can handle this matter without my help."

After observing Wu Li's situation for a moment, Wu Hao thought to himself, then stood to the side to watch. If there were any signs of Wu Li being Possessed, Wu Hao could immediately strip Ink Jurren's Divine Soul from his body.

This was the confidence born from Wu Hao's Middle Stage Immortal Emperor cultivation.

Meanwhile, within Wu Li's Sea of Consciousness, Ink Jurren and Wu Li's Divine Souls stood opposite each other in the air, their expressions icy as they stared at one another.

"Master, this is the last time I'll call you Master. From this day forward, all ties between us are severed."

"Hahaha, severed ties? That's the funniest term. Don't worry, I'll make good use of your body!"

Ink Jurren sneered and then charged towards Wu Li to kill him.

His Divine Soul was at the Immortal Reverent Peak Realm, while Wu Li's Divine Soul was only at the True Immortal Peak. He was no match for him at all; he'd probably be absorbed in an instant.

Seeing Ink Jurren charge at him, Wu Li helplessly sighed.

"Ink Jurren, this is your own choice. Farewell."

Just as Ink Jurren was about to say something in response to Wu Li's words, he never expected that in the next instant, a small emerald-green bottle appeared in Wu Li's hand.

Before Ink Jurren could react, a terrifying suction force erupted from the Palm Saint Bottle in the next moment, directly sucking him inside.

"If you hadn't separated your Divine Soul, Ink Jurren, or if you had destroyed my Divine Soul before attempting Possession, I would have had no way to deal with you. But now that you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me."

Having said that, Wu Li also entered the Palm Saint Bottle.

Inside the Palm Saint Bottle, Ink Jurren's face changed drastically. He never imagined Wu Li possessed such a terrifying Immortal Artifact. This was probably a Ninth-Grade Emperor Weapon!

Before he could think further, Wu Li also entered in the next instant.

The moment Wu Li entered, Ink Jurren hesitated no longer. He chose to go all out immediately, wanting to kill Wu Li at once. Perhaps he could even obtain this Ninth-Grade Emperor Weapon.

But in the very next second, following Wu Li's soft sigh, his figure vanished from before Ink Jurren's eyes.

"Ink Jurren, you can stay here quietly. When the time is ripe, I will send you on your way."

With his current strength, he was completely incapable of dealing with an Immortal Reverent Peak like Ink Jurren. So, he could only imprison Ink Jurren within the Palm Saint Bottle first, waiting until he himself Cultivated to the Immortal Reverent Peak to destroy him.

After all, Ink Jurren couldn't leave the Palm Saint Bottle, and he could control the Spiritual Qi and the flow of time inside the bottle to their lowest levels—a million years outside, a second inside.

Truthfully, being betrayed by Ink Jurren still saddened Wu Li. This was the first time he had treated someone with such sincerity, only to end up like this.

Just as Wu Li sighed, a voice came from beside him.

"Have you learned your lesson now?"

"Great-Grandfather? How did you get here?"

Wu Li turned to look, his expression showing extreme shock the instant he saw Wu Hao.

Hearing this, Wu Hao waved his hand.

"I've been here since the beginning."

"So… you saw everything just now, Great-Grandfather?"

Wu Li found it hard to believe. He clearly hadn't expected his Great-Grandfather to have been standing by, watching him. Didn't Great-Grandfather worry he might be Possessed?

If not for the Palm Saint Bottle, he probably would have been Possessed for real.

Wu Hao waved his hand, his tone extremely calm.

"It doesn't matter. If you really had been Possessed, your Great-Grandfather could have saved you."

Hearing this, Wu Li was speechless. He clearly hadn't expected his Great-Grandfather to be so powerful that he could save him even after being Possessed.

Though it sounded somewhat exaggerated, Wu Li didn't doubt it. After all, Great-Grandfather was never one to lie.

"Alright. Now that Ink Jurren is imprisoned inside the Palm Saint Bottle, you can't use it to Cultivate for the time being. So, use this to Cultivate instead."

Having said that, Wu Hao directly took out the Palm Dao Bottle.

The moment he saw the Palm Dao Bottle, Wu Li's breathing involuntarily quickened. He sensed an aura from the Palm Dao Bottle far surpassing that of the Palm Saint Bottle. His gaze towards his Great-Grandfather held a hint of inquiry.

"Great-Grandfather, what is this?"

"This is the Palm Dao Bottle, an improved product based on your Palm Saint Bottle. It just has a few more functions, that's all."

Wu Hao said in an extremely calm tone. The Palm Dao Bottle wasn't much to him now; he still had a full nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine more of them.

"Thank you, Great-Grandfather! I will definitely live up to your expectations and Cultivate diligently!"

Without hesitation, Wu Li promptly and decisively accepted the Palm Dao Bottle, treating it as Great-Grandfather's compensation for the earlier incident.

"By the way, leave this corpse for me to handle. You can leave this place now."

Remembering something, Wu Hao looked towards Ink Jurren's corpse sitting cross-legged not far away and slowly spoke. It was unclear whether the contingency measures Ink Jurren had prepared earlier had taken effect, but his body's surface was now undergoing a series of profound changes.

"Yes, Great-Grandfather!"

Hearing this, Wu Li didn't hesitate at all. Taking the Palm Dao Bottle, he set off to leave this so-called ancient Secret Realm. With a single thought from Wu Hao, the iron chains also shattered and collapsed.