"Young Master! Are you okay?!" Yu Ning and the others exclaimed, their voices filled with horror. "The Celestial Emperor’s Curse is trying to destroy my soul…" "What?! Then you should hurry up and destroy the curse using the Sacred Chalice of Purification!" Feng Yuxiang urged. However, Yuan shocked them by shaking his head and saying, "No, this is exactly what I have been waiting for." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺 "That doesn’t make any sense!" But Yuan didn’t respond and fell silent after entering cultivation. This left the others flabbergasted. None of them could understand why Yuan was waiting for his soul to be attacked. If Yuan’s soul hadn’t been fortified through his many reincarnations, the Celestial Emperor’s Curse would’ve instantly shattered his soul, killing him completely. However, because his soul has existed since the Primordial Era and has been tempered for billions of years, not even the Celestial Emperor could easily destroy it. Moreover, Yuan has been training Heaven’s Indomitable Soul for years now, which has strengthened his soul even more. Yet, despite this, the Celestial Emperor’s Curse was relentless and extremely powerful—one of the most powerful curses in the Nine Heavens. The curse continued to gnaw at Yuan’s soul, causing him incredible pain, and no matter how powerful his soul was, it wasn’t indestructible, especially since he hadn’t even reached the God Ascension Realm. Slow but surely, the Celestial Emperor’s Curse was destroying his soul. Despite his soul on the verge of being destroyed, Yuan didn’t do anything to stop it, allowing it to happen. His puzzling actions greatly worried his companions. A destroyed soul wasn’t the same as a destroyed body, and his regeneration ability had no effect on his soul, so if it were truly to be destroyed, he’d die for sure. Meanwhile, in the Celestial Emperor’s Palace, the Celestial Emperor could sense the activation of his curse. ’So he managed to reunite his soul with his body, huh? However, as long as my curse is on you, you will not live long enough to return to the Nine Heavens!’ Almost half an hour has passed since Yuan began resisting the Celestial Emperor’s Curse. "It’s time," he muttered in a low voice. The very next moment, Yuan stopped resisting the curse, allowing it to complete its assault on his soul. His soul, which was already on the verge of destruction, began to crack, causing him to cough up several mouthfuls of blood. "Young Master! What are you doing?!" Feng Yuxiang cried out loud. However, Yuan was too focused to even hear her voice. Then— Yuan’s body collapsed onto the bed, and his aura completely vanished. "YOUNG MASTER?!" Feng Yuxiang and the other emerged from his Dantian. "H-He’s dead!" Feng Yuxiang couldn’t believe it. Lan Yingying clenched her fists, unsure of what to say. "Calm down, you dumb pigeon." A calm voice suddenly resounded. "This voice… Dragon Goddess Yeyou?" "You should have been with him for long enough to know that he wouldn’t do something like this without a reason." "That’s…" Feng Yuxiang fell silent. Dragon Goddess Yeyou was right. Yuan wouldn’t do something as foolish as killing himself. Just a they began to calm down, Yuan’s body suddenly became enveloped by a golden shimmer. It was faint at first, but it eventually became so intense that it illuminated the entire room.