Translator: Cinder Translations
TL: The author has decided to call the statue as Blood Brows out of the blue... It is probably the soul residing within the statue...
As the wooden statue was damaged, Blood Brows reacted with delight rather than anger.
"Good, good, good! I didn't expect you to possess the Nine Great Heavenly Thunder Secret Techniques."
"I, Blood Brows, am truly fortunate. My soul has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and just after being released from the corpse coffin, I encounter soone who can help break the 'soul shackles.""
Blood Brows laughed triumphantly.
The remaining runes on the wooden statue gradually dimd, finally transforming into ordinary patterns devoid of any spiritual energy fluctuations.
The wooden statue decayed at a visible speed, crumbling into fragnts that scattered in all directions.
A translucent, beautiful female cultivator's figure appeared in mid-air.
"How should I thank you, little one? How about I swallow your soul as well? Giggle..."
Looking at the phantom of Blood Brows in the air, Song Wen instead felt calm.
What could a re incorporeal soul do to him?
"Let's see how many divine thunders your soul can withstand."
Song Wen raised a hand.
The Great Cave Divine Thunder reappeared!
Just as the divine thunder was about to strike Blood Brows' soul, she suddenly vanished from sight.
She reappeared right in front of Song Wen.
"Nothing to worry about! The power of lightning cannot harm a soul body; it's futile if it doesn't hit. Your cultivation is too low, and the lightning technique you released is too slow."
As she spoke, several tendrils erged from Blood Brows' abdon, rapidly extending toward Song Wen.
Just when she thought she could pull Song Wen's soul out from his body,
The smile on Blood Brows' face suddenly vanished.
Her expression turned to one of imnse terror, as if she had encountered sothing extrely frightening.
A powerful suction force emanated from within Song Wen's body.
Through the tendrils, Blood Brows' soul was being dragged, trying to pull her into Song Wen's body.
"Ah!"
Blood Brows' soul suddenly let out a piercing shriek.
The tendrils from her abdon snapped all at once.
Then she quickly retreated.
Seeing that the other party could sever her own limbs to escape, Song Wen was also taken aback; he had thought he could completely devour Blood Brows' soul.
The speed of her soul body was too fast, even evading the Great Cave Divine Thunder, and Song Wen found himself at a loss.
"What kind of ghostly thing do you have inside you? Why can it devour my soul?"
After flying over a hundred feet, Blood Brows finally managed to stop and turned around, looking at Song Wen with lingering fear.
The severed tendrils were part of her soul body.
At this mont, her soul was incomplete, and if she didn't find a way to restore it in ti, it would gradually dissipate.
"I must quickly find a suitable vessel to parasitize my soul and then figure out how to restore my body," Blood Brows thought to herself.
Her gaze swept around, finally landing on the silver corpse.
The silver corpse was beginning to show so vitality, and since it lacked a soul, it was an excellent vessel for her soul.
With a thought, Blood Brows directed a stream of soul power toward the stone hall.
A flash of green light illuminated the entire stone hall, then vanished in an instant.
It was as if so restriction had been lifted; the originally grand and majestic stone hall suddenly appeared weathered and ancient, carrying a sense of decay from years of erosion.
After everyone fled the stone hall, three bronze corpses stood motionless in place.
Once the restrictions of the stone hall were lifted, the three bronze oses revived again.
They charged out of the stone hall, rushing toward Song Wen, the only living person.
Song Wen commanded the silver corpse and Ghost King to et them.
Just as the two sides were embroiled in battle, Blood Brows took the opportunity to rush toward the silver corpse, her soul directly rging into its body.
The incident happened so quickly that Song Wen barely had ti to react.
By the ti he realized Blood Brows' soul had rged into the silver corpse, the silver corpse
was no longer under his control.
The silver corpse's movents appeared sowhat stiff as it exerted its legs and leaped, charging straight toward the distant lakeshore.
Song Wen hurriedly ford several corpse control seals.
The silver corpse in mid-air suddenly stiffened, plumting into the lake, then leaped out of
the water, fleeing toward the lakeshore.
The silver corpse was one of the strongest forces under Song Wen's command, and he was naturally unwilling to let it slip away. He and Ghost King chased after the silver corpse.
At the sa ti, a bolt of lightning struck down, crashing into the silver corpse.
"Boom!"
The lightning hit the silver corpse's back, sending it flying.
The silver corpse rolled over and raced upstream along the underground river.
As Blood Brows' soul rged into the silver corpse for a longer ti, her control over it beca increasingly adept, and its speed picked up, gradually widening the distance between her and Song Wen until she disappeared from the range of his spiritual perception.
Song Wen halted, gazing with great reluctance in the direction where the silver corpse had
vanished.
Monts later, he returned to the small island at the center of the underground lake.
At this ti, the three bronze corpses were still wreaking havoc on the island.
Tang Fu and the others' bodies had already been completely devoured by them.
These bronze corpses were incredibly strong, far surpassing ordinary peak second-tier bronze
corpses.
Having just lost a pseudo third-tier silver corpse, these three bronze corpses were perfectly suited to make up for that loss.
He waved his hand, and a long rope flew out, wrapping around one of the bronze corpses.
At the sa ti, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, crashing into the bronze corpse.
Ghost King moved in to entangle the other two bronze corpses.
The long rope was a relic of the Daoist Qingyan, the sa 'Spirit Binding Rope' that she used
to capture Song Wen outside East Huafang.
The Spirit Binding Rope was a high-grade spiritual artifact primarily used to bind enemies.
Now, it was perfect for capturing the bronze corpses.
A quarter of an hour later.
After a fierce battle, Song Wen had trapped all three bronze
corpse techniques, placing them into a corpse nurturing coffin.
and sealed them using the
He collected the twelve storage rings that had been left scattered inside and outside the stone
hall, and also stored the bronze corpse that Blood Brows had possessed.
The bodies of the twelve fallen cultivators had been shredded to pieces by the bronze corpses,
rendering them completely worthless, and their souls had been entirely devoured by Blood
Brows.
As for that bronze corpse coffin, Song Wen couldn't discern any mysteries from it for now.
However, since it could withstand tens of thousands of years of erosion without decaying, it undoubtedly had its extraordinary aspects.
After completing these tasks, Song Wen turned to leave the stone hall.
He did not retrace his steps but instead followed the underground river downstream.
Blood Brows had fled upstream, where the Blood Cloud Cave was located.
Within the Blood Cloud Cave, there were thirteen powerful stone statues; if Blood Brows
could control those statues, returning to the Blood Cloud Cave would be akin to walking into a
trap for Song Wen.
After traveling several dozen miles forward, the banks of the underground river beca impassable, with only a dark hole allowing the water to flow through.
He had no choice but to dive into the water and follow the current downstream.
After advancing for over ten more miles, the underground dark hole revealed a fork.
The underground river split into three, flowing in three different directions.
Song Wen chose the slightly larger dark hole and continued onward.
After advancing thirty more miles, more forks appeared continuously, and the dark holes beca increasingly narrow, making passage difficult.
Song Wen could only take out his flying sword, clearing a path as he went forward.
Two days later.
In a cave more than half a person's height.
Song Wen bent down, wading through waist-deep water.
Suddenly, a glimr of light appeared ahead.
Song Wen's expression brightened as he quickened his pace, and monts later, he finally
erged from the underground river.
He found himself at the foot of a mountain on its shady side.
Surrounded by lush trees, the area was thick with shade.
After sending the Sacred Gu to scout the surroundings and confirming that there were no
dangers within a radius of more than ten miles,
He rose on his sword and headed toward the cave where Zuo Shuiyun had secluded herself.
(End of the Chapter)
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