NOVPUBEach of these square buildings houses millions of mortals.
And such square buildings, throughout the entire Dungeon, stretch farther than the eye can see...
At this moment, as if heeding a command from some entity,
Dozens of Demon Sect Cultivators in these buildings quickly began casting spells.
Subsequently, the mortals in the narrow cells immediately prostrated themselves in front of statues faintly resembling Han Yanzi.
A tremendous surge of incense fire swiftly flowed into the statues...
Feeling the rush of incense fire toward the Yin God Divine Statue, Han Yanzi’s eyes flashed with a trace of cold light.
With his Void Refining Primordial Spirit forcefully opposing the rules of heaven and earth, he infused even higher stage powers into the Yin God Divine Statue from afar.
He had no intention of playing games with his opponent, preferring to meet ingenuity with brute force.
Even if it meant bearing some cost, it was worth it!
At the same moment,
Within the Sea of Consciousness of Wang Ba’s Spiritual Government,
As though sensing something,
The long-silent wordless jade stele gently trembled without a sound.
And at this moment,
Far away in the blood-red valley, Xun FuJun suddenly felt an epiphany deep in his eyes.
"So that’s how it is!"
…
"It seems you’ve been preparing for a long time."
Yin God temple,
A total disarray.
In Han Yanzi’s calm voice, a hint of admiration and complexity lingered:
"A Nascent Soul Cultivator pushing this old man to such a state... you should be proud of yourself."
"If this old man remembers correctly, your name is Wang Ba, right?"
"The name is mediocre, but I’ll remember it... there was once a peerless genius called ’Wang Ba’ who, at the Nascent Soul Realm, competed with this old man for the position of the Yin God and narrowly missed it..."
Around him,
Fluttering in the air were half snapped yellow jade rings, decaying Decay Wood, broken Dragon’s horns, shattered pieces of sea conch...
He gently extended his crimson palm.
Within the palm stood a faint, waning-like shadow, with an ordinary appearance and a composed demeanor.
Hearing Han Yanzi’s words, Wang Ba’s expression did not change one bit, remaining calm and detached:
"It’s only for the sake of survival..."
"Besides, senior speaks as if you are much stronger than I am now."
"The Yin God Divine Statue has just awakened, and its capacity for Soul Power is limited. Senior forcibly drawing such tremendous Soul Power, I do not believe you can withstand it for long. Talking so much now is probably because you can’t hurt me in the slightest, right?"
Wang Ba’s words left Han Yanzi speechless, followed by a light ’heh’:
"You have guts and meticulousness, I’ve seen countless people in my life, with no hitches, but I misjudged with you."
Hearing Han Yanzi’s comment, Wang Ba couldn’t help but smile softly.
Guts and meticulousness?
Perhaps you really did misjudge...
"However, even if I can’t last much longer, without these Class V Soul treasures, you will be annihilated in the blink of an eye."
"There’s no need to lift a finger."
Han Yanzi no longer bothered to hide, as the aura above the body of the Divine Statue plummeted to an all-time low, yet he chuckled:
"This old man is different from you. What competes here for the position of the Yin God is just a Divided Soul of mine. Even if the Divided Soul is extinguished, this old man can immediately retrain the ’Yin’s Great Dream Sutra’ and still retake the position of the Yin God. But you, once dead, are dead... Just this once, and it seems destiny is on my side."
Wang Ba remained exceptionally calm:
"Oh, I forgot, I seem to still have an Elixir that restores the Soul that I have yet to take."
Han Yanzi paused.
The next moment.
Outside.
Wang Ba suddenly raised his hand and took out a Soul Elixir personally bestowed by Wuhe Patriarch.
The Elixir seemed sentient and quickly entered Wang Ba’s Nascent Soul.
Instantaneously,
The faint shadow in the palm of the Yin God Divine Statue rapidly grew and squeezed into the statue.
Both consciousnesses now resided within the Yin God Divine Statue, and he immediately felt the pressure from Wang Ba’s Soul.
This change caused a slight alteration in Han Yanzi’s expression:
"This lad actually had a trick up his sleeve; how could he endure so much!"
"No, if he really takes the Divine Position, and he hides within the Wanxiang Sect, it would be bad if I couldn’t kill him!"
Thinking of this possibility,
Even though it pained Han Yanzi, he quickly made a decision!
The next moment,
Raging power from his original body’s Primordial Spirit came rushing!
The Yin God Divine Statue, like a burst water bag, leaked vast and pure Soul Power into the temple.
This also forcefully expelled Wang Ba’s consciousness once more.
Under his control, the crimson hand instantly grasped Wang Ba’s consciousness!
Numerous Soul Powers leaked with the Divine Statue’s movements, and he squeezed down without hesitation!
And at that very moment,
A stream of light passed unhindered into the temple and, in the nick of time, dived into Wang Ba’s consciousness!
In haste,
Wang Ba’s consciousness faintly saw the source of the stream of light, resembling a wordless jade stele.
Within his consciousness, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar, indifferent voice:
"Soul Power... is not to be used this way."
"Watch closely, I will teach you only once."
Hearing this voice, Wang Ba was suddenly startled, disbelief crossing his eyes.
But in that instant, his mind brightened with a burst of Spiritual Light, and he figured out many previously puzzling matters:
"Xun..."
Before he could speak out,
His Soul Power scattered like water into countless shards of light, then quickly condensed behind the Divine Statue, turning into overlapping Profound Mysterious Divine Patterns that rapidly stamped onto the body of the statue!
