Tu Sen's knowledge clearly surpassed that of Xu Hei, and he could immediately discern whether Xu Hei was bluffing."A cultivator from the Spirit Realm? Could it be that little girl from the Jiang family called them?" Tu Sen sneered.
"……" Xu Hei was momentarily stunned.
How did he know? Tu Sen had seen through the truth at a glance.
Although there were some inaccuracies in the details—it wasn't Jiang Nine Phoenix who called them—it was indeed someone from the Jiang family.
Tu Sen noticed the change in Xu Hei's emotions and had a good grasp of the situation.
"The Jiang family's heavenly treasure is ranked only eleventh at Fengming Mountain. You claim they possess a heavenly treasure, Xu Hei, who are you trying to fool?"
With his next words, Tu Sen pierced through Xu Hei's lie.
"Fengming Mountain can only be wielded by a few of the Jiang family's Ancestors, and it's said that it can't be taken out of the family. At most, they can chip off some Fengming Stones. Xu Hei, I see your panic isn't fake. Be honest, what's happening outside?"
Tu Sen, experienced and shrewd, seemed to see right through Xu Hei, making all of Xu Hei's little tricks seem childish.
Xu Hei sighed, knowing he couldn't deceive Tu Sen, and had no choice but to truthfully report the situation outside.
"Two Spirit Realm cultivators are pursuing, and there's a corpse with the Five Elements..." Tu Sen's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself, "The Five Elemental Heavenly Capital Corpse? Highly likely. Such a thing is most suited for causing chaos in the mortal world. It's really difficult to handle on my own."
After pondering for a long time, Tu Sen smiled and said, "Alright, I can see you didn't lie to me. I'll let you off this time."
Xu Hei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had long known that using Dragon Soul Descent would lead to no good, but he hadn't expected such a huge risk!
A slight misstep, and he would have been replaced by Tu Sen. If not for being pursued by Spirit Realm cultivators, he would have been truly trapped here.
In Tu Sen's tombstone, the blood-red patterns rapidly shifted, transforming into a sigil that branded itself into Xu Hei's consciousness.
"What is this?!" Xu Hei exclaimed.
"Nothing, just a little trick."
Tu Sen didn't explain further, only offering a slight smile.
In an instant, Xu Hei felt his consciousness enveloped by a black wind, swiftly returning outside the Dragon Tomb.
In the blink of an eye, his consciousness returned to his physical body.
Along with it came Tu Sen's divine sense.
…………
Silent Valley, outskirts.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Dark figures descended from the distant sky, forming a line that encircled Silent Valley in layers.
Dark clouds gathered, a fierce wind howled, and black mist rose from the ground, spreading rapidly with a strong aura of death.
Among the dark figures, the leader carried a soul banner on his back and held a skull staff, his face full of malice—it was Wei Wudao.
Ji Qing stood beside him, holding a soul-summoning bell, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
Additionally, there were two Ancestors at the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Stage, known as the Coffin Bearer and the Tomb-Digging Ancestor, both of whom had been in seclusion in the Ancient Tomb Sect. Now, they had all emerged.
Today, the Ancient Tomb Sect had mobilized its entire force to completely seal off Silent Valley.
"Hmph! I was worried about how to deal with this kid's immense threat, and he actually teleported himself into Silent Valley. What a stroke of luck!" Ji Qing laughed.
Inside Silent Valley, besides being the landing point of the teleportation array, they had also set up the Yellow Spring Grand Sacrificial Formation.
Whether friend or foe, anyone who came to Ming Star had to face the threat of the formation. Whether to kill or release them was entirely up to their whim.
In terms of power, the Yellow Spring Grand Sacrificial Formation surpassed the Thousand Mechanisms Grand Formation of the Divine Puppet Sect, though it was a one-time use only.
Each setup required the sacrifice of a billion souls for re-forging, with enormous material costs. If not to prevent outsiders from teleporting in, they wouldn't waste resources setting up the formation here.
Now, everyone was grateful for the sect's decision back then.
Wei Wudao had always pondered how to lure Xu Hei into the formation if he really came, but it turned out there was no need to lure him—he appeared directly!
"Take action! Sacrifice this person first!"
Without hesitation, Wei Wudao took out the soul banner and planted it around Silent Valley.
The other cultivators of the Ancient Tomb Sect followed suit, planting soul banners into the ground, forming a massive circle.
In an instant, the circle was filled with howling winds and endless ghostly mist, with countless greenish light spots appearing within, representing the souls of over a billion deceased.
Before long, the ground of Silent Valley seemed to melt like a swamp, transforming into a dim Yellow Spring.
Of course, this wasn't real Yellow Spring water, just a simulation, but it was enough to send a person to the Yellow Spring.
"Ah!!"
Shrill screams echoed like the cries of vengeful spirits within the Yellow Spring, with countless greenish light spots floating out, each bearing a human face—the appearance of the souls before they died.
They carried the resentment of their deaths, all transforming into vengeful spirits, empowering the formation.
"Sacrifice to the heavens!"
With a shout from Wei Wudao, everyone made the same gesture.
In an instant, waves of vast spiritual power flowed through the soul banners into the formation, bringing the vengeful spirits to life. They transformed from light spots into humanoid phantoms, rushing towards the center where Xu Hei stood.
Under Xu Hei's feet, the ground turned into Yellow Spring water, and two arms suddenly reached out from the water, grabbing onto his body, trying to drag him down.
Vengeful spirits attacked from the front, while water ghosts pulled from below.
As soon as Xu Hei opened his eyes, he was greeted by such a scene.
Wei Wudao had already gathered detailed information on Xu Hei, knowing his physical body was formidable. Therefore, this attack was entirely aimed at his primordial spirit.
No matter how strong Xu Hei's physical body was, his cultivation was still at the Divine Transformation stage, and his primordial spirit power was at that level—a fatal weakness!
"Oh? A quasi-sixth-tier formation, sacrificing a billion souls to simulate the Yellow Spring scene. Interesting."
In the face of such a crisis, "Xu Hei" showed no fear, but rather a hint of excitement in his smile.
"Chomp, chomp, chomp..."
One by one, the wandering souls turned into entities, biting into Xu Hei's body, each bite taking away a fragment.
Originally, Xu Hei's physical body was impervious to any biting, but these wandering souls attacked his primordial spirit, quickly biting away the primordial spirit fire.
"Ah! Refreshing!!"
Xu Hei neither dodged nor defended, instead laughing heartily, "Just descended and already under primordial spirit attack! The long-lost pain, such a wonderful feeling, hahaha! More, more!"
Xu Hei's primordial spirit was bitten away bit by bit, losing about ten percent in the blink of an eye.
The cultivators of the Ancient Tomb Sect watched in confusion, not understanding what trick Xu Hei was playing, but their hands didn't stop, controlling more wandering souls to pounce.
Xu Hei shouted angrily in his sea of consciousness, "Tu Sen, what are you doing?! Hurry up and act!"
"What's the rush? Let me enjoy this a bit longer!" Tu Sen responded.
Xu Hei's face darkened.
Is this guy a masochist? How can he find this enjoyable?
Not caring because it's not his own body, huh!
And at that moment.
A large ghost king with jagged teeth bit down on "Xu Hei's" forehead, targeting not Xu Hei, but Tu Sen's primordial spirit.
This ghost king was controlled by Ji Qing, who noticed something strange in Xu Hei's primordial spirit, something out of place. Although unsure of what it was, she specifically controlled this soul to focus on that spot.
Thus, it bit down on Tu Sen.
Before the bite landed, "Xu Hei's" eyes narrowed.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a volcanic eruption of soul impact burst from within Xu Hei, the primordial spirit power sweeping out like a storm. All the green light spots within a ten-thousand-mile radius exploded into nothingness, vanishing into thin air.
The ghost king controlled by Ji Qing didn't even have time to scream before it was obliterated, and Ji Qing spat blood, flying backward.
With just one strike, the entire Silent Valley was leveled!
One moment it was bustling, the next, it was silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded, mouths agape as if they had seen a ghost.
"One move, and over a billion souls are gone?"
"Xu Hei wasn't supposed to be skilled in primordial spirit attacks?"
"His physical body is terrifying, but how is his primordial spirit also so strong?"
Everyone was bewildered, eyes filled with confusion and shock, unable to express their feelings in words.
"Just now, you bit the wrong spot!"
"Xu Hei" raised his head, glanced at everyone, and said nonchalantly, "Though I do enjoy this kind of pain, my primordial spirit is limited, just a tiny bit, so I have to use it sparingly."
Tu Sen, controlling Xu Hei's body, stood up from the Yellow Spring.
At this moment, the hands below had already dragged Xu Hei halfway down, with his lower body submerged. Yet now, Xu Hei's body was rising rapidly, and no matter how those hands pulled, it was futile.
Everyone's eyes nearly popped out.
"In my life, I've never seen someone dragged halfway into the Yellow Spring climb back out."
The Coffin Bearer swallowed hard, feeling his old eyes had deceived him.
"Everyone, act! Summon the Ox-Head and Horse-Face!"
Wei Wudao made a decisive move, forming a seal with his hands. From his soul banner, a large number of green light spots flowed into the formation.
This time, the souls weren't attacking but were all being sacrificed, seemingly to summon some powerful creature. Wei Wudao also realized Xu Hei was strange, and ordinary methods were ineffective, so he had to use something more formidable!
The other cultivators also took out their long-cherished souls and threw them into the Yellow Spring Grand Sacrificial Formation.
As the souls were sacrificed, a faint ghostly wind blew from underground.
Then, two formless shadows holding chains rose from the Yellow Spring water ahead. No one could see them; only those with the Netherworld Eye could see their true forms.
These two figures were the legendary soul-reaping Ox-Head and Horse-Face.
However, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face here were clearly not the real deal, just two projections from the Netherworld.
Everyone's faces turned a shade paler, even summoning these non-authentic ones came at a great cost.
"Trying to reap my soul?"
"Xu Hei" raised his hand, and from the Yellow Spring below, the two hands that had just grabbed him were pulled up, revealing two water ghosts.
"Ah!!"
The water ghosts let out a shrill scream, quickly refined by Tu Sen, their soul power transformed into a whip in his hand.
"This whip is called the God-Beating Whip, specifically for striking primordial spirits, perfect for dealing with you ghostly byproducts!"
Xu Hei flicked his wrist, and the whip shot out like lightning, striking the Ox-Head and Horse-Face precisely.
A shocking scene unfolded.
The chains and ropes in the hands of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face were shattered into nothingness by the whip.
Then came the second strike, sending the Ox-Head's head flying.
The third strike split the Horse-Face's face in two.
With the fourth, fifth strike... Xu Hei's wrist moved continuously, the whip shooting out like lightning, each time hitting the vital spots accurately.
In the blink of an eye, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, painstakingly summoned by everyone, were whipped into pieces, destroyed on the spot.
Everyone felt their worldview was being overturned.
Wei Wudao felt an indescribable fear rising in his heart.
Tu Sen inhaled through his nostrils, drawing the remnants of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face's souls into his nose, letting out a satisfied burp.
"Hahaha, refreshing!"
He excitedly swung the God-Beating Whip, striking himself, causing Xu Hei's primordial spirit to experience excruciating pain, dispersing by ten percent.
"Tu Sen, are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Xu Hei cursed.
Tu Sen's eyes turned cold as he looked at the Ancient Tomb Sect cultivators outside, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
Wei Wudao's expression fluctuated, taking a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "You're not Xu Hei!"
Wei Wudao had encountered countless people and was certain that Xu Hei didn't possess such an aura.
The man before him was like a demon, taking pleasure in pain, instilling a sense of fear in him.
"Run!"
Wei Wudao shouted, clapping his hands together.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a cataclysmic energy wave erupted within the Yellow Spring Grand Sacrificial Formation.
In the blink of an eye, the formation self-destructed, and a surge of Yin Sha Qi erupted from underground, hitting Xu Hei directly and blasting him into the sky.
The self-destruction of the Yellow Spring Grand Sacrificial Formation was terrifyingly powerful. Even with Xu Hei's physical strength, his skin cracked, and the Sha Qi invaded his body, causing excruciating pain.
Yet Tu Sen didn't defend at all, allowing the explosive forces to impact his body, finding it immensely satisfying.
"Tu Sen, if my body suffers any more damage, I won't cooperate with you on anything! I might die, but you'll never appear again!" Xu Hei roared.
"Buzz!"
Tu Sen's divine sense released from within, covering the skin with a thin black membrane.
As soon as this membrane appeared, the external pain vanished.
This membrane, entirely composed of divine sense, blocked all the damage from the explosion, providing defense comparable to a Void Shattering physical body.
Xu Hei was utterly shocked by this scene.
It was merely divine sense, yet it possessed such astonishing physical defense. How was it even possible?
Chapter 1132: Tu Sen's means
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