Chapter 1209

Condensing the soul body, a powerful refiner can do it.

But for a remnant soul as weak as Ling'er, even a Heavenly Immortal Grade Artifact Refiner cannot do it.

If it weren't for Feng Wuchen's overbearing and powerful soul power, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

Feng Wuchen, who kept mobilizing his soul power, had a twitching face at this moment, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Forcibly condensing extremely weak souls, it can be seen that the consumption of soul power is very huge.

Even if Feng Wuchen's soul power reached the realm of innate grade, it would still be quite difficult.

Tianming was so nervous that his palms were sweating, secretly worried that Feng Wuchen would not be able to hold on, after all, Linger's illusory soul body had been condensed.

If you can't hold on at this time, wouldn't all your previous efforts be wasted?

Destiny kept praying in his heart.

"Brother Tianming, open the ice coffin! Hurry up!" After an unknown amount of time, Feng Wuchen said suddenly, with an anxious expression on his face.

Destiny acted according to his word, and with a wave of his hand, the ice coffin opened.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and Ling'er's corpse frozen for decades flew out of the ice coffin, suspended at the same height as the soul body.

"Use Ling'er's flesh and blood to integrate into the soul body? Even an alchemist of the celestial rank can't do it, Fengying dares to take the risk." Yinghun said in horror.

Feng Wuchen forcibly mobilized his soul force again, forming seals with his hands.

"Master, if you continue to consume it, you will not be able to hold on." The worried voice of the annual calipers came.

"Shut up!" Feng Wuchen yelled through voice transmission.

"Annual ruler, don't disturb the master, the master has his own measure!" Dragon God Sword scolded through sound transmission.

In mid-air, the soul body and corpse slowly rotated faster, and the light blue light became more and more intense.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Feng Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became paler.

"Master!" The annual calipers and the Kirin Armor Soul were terrified.

"Fengying!" The sudden scene made Tianming tremble with fear, and his heart almost jumped out.

Shadow Soul, the master of Tianying Pavilion, couldn't sit still at this time, his face was full of worry, but he was helpless.

There are only killers in Tianying Pavilion, no alchemists, no one can help Feng Wuchen.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Feng Wuchen struggled, his breath was already very weak, and he might be unable to hold on at any time.

Feng Wuchen quickly took out the rotten bone spirit crystal obtained in the tomb and swallowed it, and the rotten bone spirit crystal instantly turned into a violent soul force for Feng Wuchen to absorb.

The newly recovered soul power was instantly activated by Feng Wuchen, and it was continuously provided to Ling'er's soul body for absorption.

The fast-rotating soul body and corpse have been completely covered by the bright light blue light at this moment, and no one knows what kind of changes have taken place inside.

But judging from the breath of the soul body, Linger's soul body continued to grow.

"Fengying, you must hold on!" Tianming stared nervously at the light blue light and then at Feng Wuchen.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Qing Liu's expression became tense at the moment, and he kept praying in his heart.

When Feng Wuchen's last soul power was also exhausted, he was completely weak, and his supporting hands also dropped down.

"puff!"

After a while, due to excessive consumption of soul power, Feng Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood again.

Ling'er's soul body, which was growing continuously, also stopped at this moment.

"Fengying!" Tianming and Yinghun shouted in panic.

"Master!" The annual calipers, dragon sword and other artifacts turned pale with shock.

"Did you fail?" Qing Liu stared blankly at the light blue light that was still spinning.

"Fengying! Fengying! Are you alright? Don't scare me, even if you fail, I won't blame you, don't work so hard." Tianming hurriedly supported the collapsed Feng Wuchen, panicked and anxious.

On Feng Wuchen's extremely pale face, there was a smile uglier than crying. I don't know if it was a wry smile or something, but he was too weak to speak.

"Fengying! Take the pill quickly!" Tianming took out the healing pill in a panic and gave it to Feng Wuchen.

"Pavilion Master, how is Fengying?" Seeing that Feng Wuchen seemed to have lost consciousness, Qingliu couldn't help asking.

"The soul power was exhausted, the injury is not serious, and there is no danger of life." After checking Feng Wuchen's situation, Yinghun couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"It's fine! Fengying has done his best, even if Ling'er can't be saved, it doesn't matter." Tianming also heaved a sigh of relief. Even though he said that, he was still extremely disappointed.

Seeing that Ling'er could be resurrected and appeared in front of him, but at the critical moment Feng Wuchen couldn't hold on and fell down, how could Tianming not be disappointed?

But Feng Wuchen has done his best, so Tianming will not blame him.

"No, the aura of Ling'er's soul body has not weakened." Shadow Soul said suddenly, his eyes fixed on the light blue light that was still spinning.

"What?" Tianming and Qingliu quickly looked at the light blue light.

Ling'er's soul body aura, without Feng Wuchen's supply, really did not weaken, and seemed to have stabilized.

"Pavilion Master, what's going on here? Is this a failure or a success?" Tianming asked anxiously, feeling very complicated.

"I don't know, but even if it fails, at least Ling'er's soul body has grown, so there is no need to worry about the soul dissipating." Yinghun frowned, and he couldn't understand what was going on.

After a while, the radiance of the rotating light blue light ball gradually dissipated, and the rotation speed slowed down.

When all the light blue light dissipated, Ling'er's body had disappeared, leaving only an illusory soul body, which was Ling'er's soul body.

Ling'er's soul body was in a deep sleep state, and her eyes were not opened.

"Ling'er!" Looking at the little girl, Tianming's tears rolled down again.

"This is indeed Ling'er's complete soul body, absolutely unmistakable!" Shadow Soul said with certainty.

"Is this a success?" Qingliu looked at Ling'er's soul body in astonishment.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life," Feng Wuchen's extremely weak voice sounded.

"Fengying, are you feeling better?" Tianming asked with concern.

"Fortunately, it's not disgraceful? Does it mean that it was successful?" Qing Liu looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

"Lingling'er's soul body has been condensed successfully," Feng Wuchen said with difficulty.

"Fengying, is what you said true? Did it really succeed?" Tianming asked excitedly, looking at Linger's soul body with tears in his eyes.

After a while, Linger's eyes suddenly moved a few times.

"It's moving! Ling'er's eyes are moving!" Tianming said ecstatically, trembling with excitement.

Slowly, Linger's eyes slowly opened.

"Linger! Linger!" Tianming shouted excitedly.

Hearing the familiar shout, Ling'er looked at Tianming, blinked her big watery eyes, and then smiled happily: "Daddy!"

"My baby girl! My baby girl!" Tianming wept with joy, unable to control his emotions and began to cry.

The sound of daddy, crisp and sweet, instantly melted Tianming's heart, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

After decades of looking forward to it, finally came the day when Linger would be brought back to life.