However, if the young Weng were to die here, it would be even more tragic because he is rely in the Martial Battle Realm and hasn’t yet ford his own spiritual shadow... If he dies, nothing will remain of him in this world.
Swallowing hard, the young Weng looked at Sikong Jing beside him.
He saw Sikong Jing’s face remained calm, even slightly closing his eyes to sense the dozens of spiritual shadow breaths frozen around him. At this ti, the shadows that had just killed the Refining Copper Manor disciple below erged.
But then, bang bang bang...
Around them, the shadows shattered as Sikong Jing completed his comprehension. When those dozen shadows approached, Sikong Jing had already reopened his eyes, countering them with similar force.
Soon, these dozen shadows, including the one belonging to the Refining Copper Manor disciple, were all dispersed by Sikong Jing.
At this mont, the disciple from Refining Copper Manor didn’t even have the chance to linger on the Soul Snatching Battlefield.
Tranquility returned to the hillock, and Sikong Jing remained with his eyes closed, comprehending sothing, while the young Weng’s eyes were filled with reverence... The Sikong Genius was truly formidable.
If it weren’t for the good fortune of eting Sikong Jing, he would have long been dead.
A while later, Sikong Jing finally opened his eyes, glanced lightly at the corpses below the hillock, and said, "Let’s go take this person’s treasure, then proceed according to the plan."
Thus, they flickered to the corpse of the Refining Copper Manor disciple and took the treasure from his body.
Finally, the two flashed towards the previously ntioned highest point.
On the way, Sikong Jing spoke softly, "Now, I’m afraid everyone has to face a similar situation. Who knows how many companions we can still find?"
With these words, the young Weng beside him shuddered all over.
It was truly too dangerous just now, under the attack of a Sea Crossing Realm spiritual shadow upon entering, and then an ambush from the Refining Copper Manor disciple.
If they are really scattered far and wide, many brothers and sisters from the Weng Family wouldn’t be as lucky as he is to encounter Sikong Jing or other East Dominator Geniuses.
Now, many might already be dead.
Thinking of this, tears almost welled up in the young Weng’s eyes.
Although he entered the Soul Snatching Battlefield with a resolve to die, the cruel reality was still terrifying.
And more cruelties are yet to co.
Along the way, not only were they attacked by shadows, but they also saw several bodies, so from the other four major forces, so from small and dium forces, and they even ca across two bodies from the Weng Family.
"Ah Li, Brother Han!"
The young Weng trembled violently, hugging the two bodies, and cried sorrowfully.
The two bodies were people he knew well, with whom he laughed and talked before entering the Soul Snatching Battlefield, and now they were apart by death.
Sikong Jing stood beside the young Weng, his expression grave yet silently indifferent.
There was nothing he could do, if they were near him, he would certainly protect them. But the truth proved that everyone really had scattered too far apart, and Sikong Jing could do nothing about it.
In the end, the young Weng could only put their bodies into his Treasure Space.
Would it even be possible to bring them back alive to the Weng Family, to rest in peace...? Know that the Soul Snatching Battle had just begun, and there were a full two months to go, no one knew what would happen next.
Finally, the two stopped dawdling and continued towards the high point.
...
anwhile, within the palace outside the Soul Snatching Battlefield, a cold silence prevailed.
The atmosphere inside the palace was frozen to the extre, except for the old monster of the Wunian Saint Sect, everyone’s faces were as if sealed by frost because many Life Lamps before them had extinguished and shattered.
Of the five hundred Life Lamps before the City Lord’s Zhengling Sect, more than a hundred had already extinguished.
The other three major forces were about the sa number.
Moreover, they were continuously extinguishing. Now it was better, at least the rate of extinguishing had slowed down. The first mont the disciples entered the Soul Snatching Battlefield was absolutely terrifying.
Almost the entire great hall was constantly booming with "bang bang bang," at that ti everyone’s scalp was tingling.
"My disciples are all gone, all gone!"
At this mont, one person wailed in the hall, it was the leader of a small force...
The Life Lamps before him, numbering dozens, had all gone out, aning his disciples were all completely wiped out.
Other small forces were not much better, so were also in critical danger.
"So annoying, get the hell out!"
At this mont, the old monster at the top yelled heavily, expelling the leader of the small force from the hall without a trace of sympathy.
Instantly, all the people from small and dium forces in the hall dared not make a sound anymore, they could only stare at the still-lit Life Lamps tightly clenching their fists, praying.
At this ti, the old woman from Mochen Courtyard murmured, "Why is it like this? Why did so many people die suddenly?"
This question had just been asked by many, but no one knew the reason.
However, just then, the old monster suddenly cackled strangely, "It’s simple, I guess that Emperor Martial Stage spirit shadow created new Soul Snatching rules and dispersed everyone, this just got more interesting."
With these words, the scene quieted for a mont.
The leader of the Zhengling Sect couldn’t help but ask, "Senior, could a spiritual shadow actually possess spiritual wisdom and change the Soul Snatching rules?"
He actually had another question to ask, what exactly is this Emperor Martial Stage spirit shadow?
But he dared not ask more, nor did he think the old monster would answer.
With a sinister smile, the old monster replied in good spirits, "Not all spiritual shadows lack spiritual wisdom; so strong ones retain their will and spirituality. As for the specifics of this Emperor Martial Stage spirit shadow, I’m still not sure."
The scene fell silent again; since the old monster said he didn’t know, naturally no one dared to ask further.
Just less than two hours had passed, and so many had died. Who knew how the next two months would unfold.
...
In the main hall of the Weng Family, a similar scene was taking place.
Led by Weng Yinko, everyone stared at the five hundred Life Lamps, which included Weng Ting’s, and now more than a hundred had extinguished. Their eyes were bloodshot.
"Damn it, is the Wunian Saint Sect truly intent on exterminating us?" The Second Elder clutched his head in agony.
They remained at ho, unaware of the change in the Soul Snatching Battlefield rules, assuming they had been ambushed upon entering, each clenching their fists, with soone asking, "I wonder how the Sikong Genius is doing?"
They didn’t leave Life Lamps for the four East Dominator reinforcents, as Weng Yinko’s severe injuries left them without enough ti to make them.
It generally takes two days...
"Perhaps only the East Dominator Branch knows, we’ll wait."
"I believe Duanmu Daba will respond to the Wunian Saint Sect’s old monster after receiving Ting’er’s ssage."
Weng Yinko uttered a somber voice, knowing that all they could do now was pray.
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