NOVPUB"Be careful of the Primitive Demonic Sect!"
Xi Kui was slightly stunned, then nodded:
"Don’t worry, we’ve been on guard against them for a while!"
The voice of Tianyuan Hall Master, Lv Zhuangmei, came from afar.
Xi Kui dared not stay any longer.
Among the three halls, the Tianyuan Hall Master was commanding the war at that moment, and even as a fellow Hall Master, he needed to follow Lv Zhuangmei’s orders.
Moreover, Lv Zhuangmei’s strength was already among the top within the Sect’s Immortal Ascension stages.
Just as Xi Kui took a couple of steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Yao Wudi:
"By the way, I have some good news for you."
Yao Wudi was taken aback.
Good news? What good news could there be at this time?
Xi Kui said with a smile:
"Your disciple had already successfully crossed the Nascent Soul Tribulation before we came to support, and now he should be in enlightenment. We did not bring him along... Your Dharma Peak now has a promising future."
"That’s it, I won’t say more, but when we return to the Sect, you young man will have to set up a table."
Having said this, without waiting for Yao Wudi to respond, he quickly rushed off toward the distance.
Yao Wudi was left standing there, his expression solemn:
"My disciple passed the tribulation?"
"Is Han Yanzi involved in..."
His heart trembled, he hastily turned to look at the Ice Daoist who was quickly sitting cross-legged to recover nearby.
Sensing his gaze, the Ice Daoist seemed to understand his thoughts and shook his head slightly.
Yao Wudi immediately felt relieved, but then saw the Ice Daoist close his eyes and furrowed his brows tightly.
Although he knew that the Sect Master had already provided Wang Ba with a lot of assistance, at that moment, he could not help but worry.
"What is his situation now?"
Wang Ba stared blankly ahead.
Countless streams of light distinctively split into black and white, constantly clashing, distancing, and then clashing again.
The black was the Soul Power wrapped around Han Yanzi’s consciousness.
While the white was the power of the Wordless Jade Stele.
The two forces were engaging in a form of spiritual combat within his Spiritual Government’s Sea of Consciousness that Wang Ba had never witnessed before, inside the little temple of the Yin God.
It was as if a new world had opened up to him.
Innumerable profound soul techniques were executed within this small realm, devouring, refining, soul-seeding, backlash, intrusion... it was dizzying, relentless!
This was the highest level of magical combat Wang Ba had ever witnessed in his life.
Not just in terms of power, but in the mastery within the soul domain.
Some of it he could understand, though he had never imagined that it could be executed in such a manner.
Some of it he was completely clueless about, and he could only strive with all his might to memorize every detail of their clash in his memory.
He felt that if he missed this opportunity, he might never witness such high-level soul combat in his lifetime!
So he dared not slacken in the slightest.
Black and white, pushing the limits of the Dao of Soul to the extreme.
Yet they tacitly confined themselves within a tiny space, not harming Wang Ba’s Spiritual Government’s Sea of Consciousness at all.
Clearly, the black was trying hard to cross the Wordless Jade Stele to erase Wang Ba’s consciousness.
After a futile effort, the consciousness within the black light burst out in anger:
"Xun FuJun!"
"You’re courting death!"
Meanwhile.
In the Blood Valley.
Han Yanzi’s eyelids flipped, and his gaze shot towards Xun FuJun like lightning:
"Old man, I was blind, it has always been you scheming against me!"
Yet Xun FuJun’s expression was slightly bizarre.
He had previously sensed that Wang Ba was connected to Han Yanzi and had taken precautions early on.
But it was just a random move he had made.
Little did he expect that this random move was actually one of the core elements in Han Yanzi’s entire scheme.
What he hadn’t anticipated was that right after he barged in, he immediately realized that the uppermost leader of the Demon Sect seemed to have suffered a significant loss at the hands of Wang Ba.
"This young man is really quite surprising… much more reliable than his master."
Xun Fujun couldn’t help but praise him internally.
But whenever he thought of Yao Wudi, Xun Fujun subconsciously felt a headache coming on.
He had the ability and the talent, but he didn’t like to use his brain; he truly disliked such brash individuals.
However, for the Sect, they needed both smart leaders and foolhardy powerhouses.
Yao Wudi was the foolish powerhouse in his mind, so he had to do his utmost to cultivate him.
Even though this fool kept contradicting him.
These thoughts merely flickered in his mind.
He looked calmly at Han Yanzi, his expression unmoved by the latter’s furious outburst, and mildly said,
"Senior Han jests, how could Xun match the depth and foresight of Senior’s plans?"
"Two hundred years ago, after Senior suddenly emerged from seclusion, you found the freshly-formed Kingdom of Immortals and decapitated the Yin God… To prevent people from connecting it to something, you didn’t only kill the Yin God but also other Evil Gods to muddy the waters."
"Using divine skills to erase everyone’s memory of the Yin God… also out of fear that people would discover the Yin God’s capabilities."
"If I am not wrong, the Yin God’s ability is to control all Evil Gods, right? Ensnaring? Possession? Or something else? Not quite sure, but it should be something along these lines."
"Sacrifice or refining; such techniques must not be lacking in your Sect, using countless Evil Gods of the entire Kingdom of Immortals as the second item for Senior’s tribulation, thus indulging them all for today..."
"Senior’s planning, the scale of your layout, and the grandeur of your spirit, truly make Xun admire you deeply."
Opposite.
Han Yanzi’s gaze was deep and cold, and his previously affable facade had disappeared.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, silently reaching for Xun Fujun!
Xun Fujun, however, revealed a smile instead:
"It seems I guessed right!"
His figure, like a willow leaf in the wind, swiftly retreated backward.
But Han Yanzi scoffed coldly, changing his grabbing to a slap.
Xun Fujun felt powerful Qi pressing him hard from all directions toward Han Yanzi.
His expression slightly changed, and his figure quickly turned into a streak of light, escaping into the distance.
Han Yanzi’s expression was cold, with a hint of mockery:
"Thinking of escaping in front of me?"
A Primordial Spirit Shadow identical to him flew out from his body, instantly blocking the path of the light Xun Fujun had turned into, and lightly waved a hand.
Xun Fujun was immediately slapped back out from the light.
His expression grave: "Void Refining Primordial Spirit nearly condensing into substance, such existences are not allowed in this realm, and Senior is already almost at the middle-stage of Void Refining..."
Han Yanzi stood with his hands behind his back, scoffing coldly:
"Wanxiang Sect indeed has deep foundations for even you to know so much… Heh, your soul thought must be barely holding on now, right?"
Xun Fujun’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.
The energy he had originally left in the wordless jade stele was limited, unlike Han Yanzi, who seemed able to continuously draw on Soul Power from that Divine Statue.
"Senior must be nearing his limit too?"
Han Yanzi laughed once, a ruthless look flashing across his eyes:
"It’s time to end this!"
Within the temple.
The black and white lights were gradually extinguishing.
In the white light, the real body of the wordless jade stele was slowly revealed.
And at this moment, the black light suddenly brightened!
Within the temple.
The black and white lights were gradually extinguishing.
In the white light, the real body of the wordless jade stele was slowly revealed.
And at this moment, the black light suddenly brightened!
