The Blood Soul Tranquility Curse. The word 'tranquility' sounded like it came from freedom, but the word 'Blood Soul' in front spoke of the bloodlust and ferocity of the curse.
This Great Blood Soul Curse was an improved version of the Immemorial Demonic Dao technique. It was a curse that rose up in the Ancient Era. After a short period of amazement, it gradually disappeared in the long river of history. Now, after so many years, it had finally reappeared in the world.
And this time, the caster was the temple master of the number one Holy Land in the Divine Land. And the target of his curse was his own ancestor, who was also the temple master of this Holy Land in the Ancient Era.
The dark red light flowed from Yan Nanlai's body to Yan Xinghe's body, causing Yan Xinghe's body to violently tremble.
The red light did not cause any harm to Yan Xinghe, but it seemed to have triggered a shocking change within his body.
A kind of spontaneous damage was brewing within Yan Xinghe's body, gradually taking shape, and was about to burst out.
At this moment, the body formed by his primordial spirit suddenly shone with light, and the light became brighter and brighter.
Around the Netherworld Altar, Daoist Blood River seemed to be unconcerned, his face expressionless and indifferent. As for King Yama, Mo Xiuluo, and the others, their gazes were filled with worry as they looked above the altar.
Daoist You Ming, who was holding the Book of Life and Death, turned to look at Yan Xinghe, whose eyes were filled with worry.
When Yang Qing, Li Yuanfang, Gu Jun, Liang Pan, and the others saw this, they were at their most nervous state. Although the Blood Soul Tranquility Curse had long been sealed in history, and today was the first time it had reappeared since the Ancient Era, most of the people present knew about the records of this technique.
At this moment, the Blood Soul Tranquility Curse had already begun to take effect. When the light on Yan Xinghe's body reached its peak, his body would shatter like Yan Nanlai.
Even if he did not die on the spot, he would definitely be heavily injured, and it would be difficult to move the Haotian Mirror in the Xuan Sea.
Gu Jun activated the Longevity Lotus Throne, and Liang Pan activated the Grand Imperial Palace. Both of them were waiting for an opportunity to attack, and if they retreated, they would immediately escape.
Now that the ritual of the King Of The Underworld had completely failed, the King Of The Underworld was enraged and humiliated. Together with Daoist Blood River and the Book of Life and Death, they were undoubtedly a huge threat to the people of the Divine Land.
Gu Jun, Liang Pan, and the others were secretly on guard against the King Of The Underworld's enraged counterattack.
However, the doubts in their hearts grew stronger and stronger. That was because, on the Netherworld Altar, the King Of The Underworld's expression did not change in the slightest when his plan was about to fail. He remained calm.
He held onto the long banner and opened up the Black Sea Domain, helping Yan Xinghe to send his spiritual will into the Black Sea.
The King Of The Underworld looked at Yan Xinghe, whose body was gradually glowing with light. His gaze moved, following the line of blood between Yan Xinghe's eyebrows, all the way to the void. He looked past the layers of void and saw Yan Nanlai, who was gradually disintegrating and turning into a bloody mist.
"Fearless in the face of death, resolute and resolute. Not bad, not bad. You have some redeeming qualities." The young-looking King Of The Underworld nodded his head like an old man. "I commend your courage, but I also marvel at your stupidity. You are the same as Yan Xinghe, both of you like to take things for granted. Can this also be considered a bloodline inheritance?"
As he spoke, the King Of The Underworld's feet flashed and a black vortex appeared. His entire body, from his knees down, was submerged in the black vortex, as though he was immersed in it.
"However, you still caused some trouble for me, forcing me to make a choice. Therefore, I still have to commend you. To be able to become the temple master of the Taixu Temple, you are indeed extraordinary." The King Of The Underworld said indifferently. Then, his body rose from the black vortex, and both his legs, below his knees, left the black vortex.
The King Of The Underworld held the long banner in one hand and pointed at Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul with the other. Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul slowly rose from the Netherworld Sacrificial Altar, and the black vortex appeared beneath his feet.
Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul slowly descended, and both his legs entered the black vortex. Then, his body continued to sink, until his entire body was completely submerged in the black vortex.
The black vortex, which was originally spinning rapidly, suddenly stopped, and then started spinning in the opposite direction.
The blood line in the void was still passing through the black vortex and connecting with Yan Xinghe's forehead. However, the glow on the surface of Yan Xinghe's body had dimmed and disappeared. The turbulence that was brewing in his body had also calmed down.
Within the black vortex, Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul was still changing its hand seals. Streams of Divine Sense were sent out, and they were sent into the Mysterious Sea through the long banner in the King Of The Underworld's hand.
Witnessing this scene, Gu Jun and Liang Pan's hearts sank. Although they were unable to see through the black vortex, the King Of The Underworld's expression was still calm. He was confident and did not seem to be bluffing.
However, Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul was still able to use the ritual. This also confirmed their suspicions. The King Of The Underworld really had a way to deal with the Blood Soul Calming Curse!
Looking at the black vortex, Gu Jun, who had understood what had happened in the Mysterious Sea from Lin Feng, understood. "That is the ritual that the King Of The Underworld uses to recover his cultivation. Now, in order to stop the Blood Soul Calming Curse from killing Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul, he has transferred it to Yan Xinghe."
Although the King Of The Underworld wanted to recover his cultivation as soon as possible, with the current situation, the Haotian Mirror was undoubtedly more important.
If he could obtain the Haotian Mirror, then to the King Of The Underworld, other than his own life, any price he paid would only be a gain.
On the other end of the blood thread, Yan Nanlai's Primordial Spirit had already dissipated. It gradually disintegrated and turned into a mist of light.
To use the Blood Soul Calming Curse, he had to sacrifice his own blood essence. He could not use any tricks to save his life. Furthermore, the person he wanted to kill was Yan Xinghe, whose cultivation was higher than his. From the moment the ritual was activated, he was already destined to die.
Yan Xinghe's remaining consciousness passed through the void through the Blood Soul Calming Curse. Looking at Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul that was gradually enveloping the black vortex, he felt neither joy nor sorrow.
In the end, the King Of The Underworld was still more skilled. Yan Nanlai had failed on the verge of success. He could only watch as the King Of The Underworld controlled Yan Xinghe's Evil Soul to further shake the Haotian Mirror in the Xuan Sea.
At this moment, Yan Nanlai seemed to be able to see the King Of The Underworld's long banner in the Xuan Sea Domain. The flickering golden Xuan Sea's seawater rippled more violently.
As for Yan Nanlai's Great Void Seal, although it was on the verge of shattering, it still transmitted some information. However, it was not good news.
Through the Great Void Seal, Yan Nanlai could feel that the Haotian Mirror was becoming more and more unstable. It was slowly slipping out of control. As for the Haotian Mirror, Dao Lord Tai One and the others, they were under more and more pressure from the Xuan Sea and the Dragon Clan experts.
The defensive line, which was already unable to bear the pressure and was constantly collapsing, was now showing signs of completely collapsing. It was as though it would be broken in the next moment.
Waves after waves of dragon roars resounded in the Xuan Sea. On the Netherworld Altar, the King Of The Underworld revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
This scene gradually froze, becoming the last scene in Yan Nanlai's mind. The next moment, his Primordial Spirit completely collapsed. It did not leave behind any words, nor did it leave behind any aura. Just like that, it gradually dissipated between heaven and earth. It was as though there was only a long, silent sigh echoing in the void.
In this battle, the current Temple Master of the Taixu Temple, Yan Nanlai, had fallen!
Around the Netherworld Altar, other than Daoist Blood River who was still expressionless, Mo Xiuluo and the others all revealed smiles. There were even people who laughed out loud. Even Daoist You Ming, who was holding the Book of Life and Death beside the King Of The Underworld, also revealed a smile on his pale face.
On the other hand, Yang Qing, Li Yuanfang, Gu Jun, Gu Yuankai, Liang Pan, and the rest all had solemn expressions.
Yan Nanlai's sacrifice couldn't be said to be meaningless, but at least it wasn't of much help to the current situation. Even though the King Of The Underworld had temporarily given up on the ritual to recover his cultivation, it didn't affect him from continuing with his plan, which was to seize the Haotian Mirror through Yan Xinghe's evil soul.
And the defensive line formed by Daoist Blood River, Daoist You Ming, and the Book of Life and Death was still hard to break.
Through the realm passage opened by the long banner, the waves in the Xuan Sea became more and more turbulent. Everyone could feel that the dragon race was controlling the Xuan Sea to attack more and more fiercely, and the situation of the Taixu Temple and the Haotian Mirror was getting worse and worse. They probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
And at this moment, in the faraway White Cloud Mountain, Dao Master Xuan Yi, Kuang Heng, Lin Daohan, and the rest, who were fighting with the strong practitioners of the Youdu race in the void, felt their hearts tremble.
Dao Master Xuan Yi, Kuang Heng, Dao Master Qing Ning, and Fu Yunkong all sighed softly, while sorrow flashed past Lin Daohan's calm eyes.
In the middle of White Cloud Mountain, a broken rune suddenly appeared. It was the Great Void Inscription. The inscription returning to White Cloud Mountain could only mean one thing.
Yan Nanlai had fallen.
But Dao Master Xuan Yi could still feel that the Haotian Mirror in the Xuan Sea was becoming more and more unstable. It was still being affected by the King Of The Underworld and Yan Xinghe's evil soul. He knew that even though Yan Nanlai had fallen, he still hadn't been able to destroy the King Of The Underworld's plan. Everything was developing towards the worst possible outcome.
In the Xuan Sea, the line of defense between Dao Master Taiyi and the rest and the Haotian Mirror was about to completely collapse!
At this moment, Taixu Temple couldn't spare any more people to stop the King Of The Underworld. Not to mention stopping the King Of The Underworld, even they themselves were in a dangerous situation.
The Supreme Void Yin Yang Formation was fighting against Jing Yan Youdu and another strong practitioner of Youdu who was at the beginning of the tribulation. The formation was already on the verge of collapse. Meanwhile, Dao Master Xuan Yi was facing Qing Luan Youdu and was already heavily injured. He could only barely hold on, and danger surrounded him.
However, the expressions of Qing Luan Youdu, Jing Yan Youdu, and the rest of the strong practitioners of Youdu suddenly changed slightly. "Hmm? Zhan Ming, Ning Feng, and Juan Long are in danger? Other than the master of Xuan Men, Xuanmen Tianzong has many experts. "
"Don't worry about Taixu Temple for now. Go and save Zhan Ming, Ning Feng, and Juan Long first, and deal with the people of Xuanmen Tianzong." Fantasy Sun Youdu's voice suddenly rang out. "In the current situation, Xuanmen Tianzong is our greatest enemy. After dealing with them, we'll go back and deal with the remnants of Taixu Temple. With their current situation, even if they rebuild the Nine Heavens Imperial Court, it'll still be easy to break through."
The group of Youdu demons acknowledged in unison, and under the lead of Qing Luan Youdu and Jing Yan Youdu, they gradually escaped into the distance. They had the absolute advantage, so if they wanted to retreat, Dao Master Xuan Yi and the rest couldn't do anything.
Kuang Heng and the rest were guarding the Supreme Void Yin Yang Great Formation, so they couldn't leave White Cloud Mountain. If Dao Master Xuan Yi and Taixu Temple chased after them alone, it would be the same as sending them to their deaths.
Even though the strong practitioners of Youdu were moving towards Shi Tianhao, White Tiger Great Sage, and Zhan Ming Youdu, they were also constantly staring at White Cloud Mountain. If Dao Master Xuan Yi intended to rush to the battlefield where the King Of The Underworld was, he would immediately be intercepted by the great demons of Youdu the moment he left White Cloud Mountain.
On the battlefield of White Cloud Mountain, only Fantasy Sun Youdu and Lin Feng were still in a stalemate. Fantasy Sun Youdu's body was also gradually shifting away from White Cloud Mountain, but that overflowing power was still tightly locking onto Lin Feng. Destructive attacks continued to attack Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, who was shrouded by jade-colored auspicious clouds around Jade Capital Mountain, had the light in his eyes grow brighter and colder.
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