The entire valley instantly fell silent. The scene just now was too terrifying. Mo Wen had just stood there without moving, and he had actually killed a later stage Supreme Profundity Realm pinnacle immortal cultivator.
Kang Hu was an immortal cultivator comparable to Ji Yue. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he was the second most powerful person in the Bloody Ying Tribe, second only to Blood Dove.
The scariest thing was that no one present knew how Kang Hu had died just like that.
Throughout the entire process, there was not even a ripple of spiritual power. There was only an inexplicable sense of heaviness in their hearts. It was as if there was a huge rock hanging from their hearts, and they could collapse at any time under that kind of pressure.
Guile's body trembled, and his face was pale. Even in his dreams, he had never imagined that Mo Wen would be so powerful, and in less than half a year.
The most shocked was still Li Yuan. He thought of the day when he had accompanied Guile to kill this youth, and his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat. He had actually thought of killing such a terrifying immortal cultivator. This d * mned Guile. Even if he wanted to die, he still wanted to drag me down with him.
The most incredulous person was still the Bloody Ying Tribe's clan leader, Blood Dove. His body stiffened on the spot, and his face looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Even he had not seen how Mo Wen had killed Kang Hu.
Furthermore, Kang Hu's cultivation was very close to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm. Even Blood Dove could not kill him in such a short time.
This Mo Wen was actually so terrifying!
"Put that lady down." Mo Wen looked at Blood Dove calmly.
The immortal cultivators of the Bloody Ying Tribe were all silent, and their expressions changed drastically. Their arrogance just now had disappeared without a trace. Who would have thought that the situation would actually change so drastically in the next moment?
This youth was that Mo Wen? The Mo Wen who dared to mock a Divine Illusionary Realm old monster to his face!
"Don't do anything rash. Her life is in my hands now," Blood Dove said fiercely.
Xue Jiu said fiercely. At this moment, how could he not understand that he was no match for this young man? A preliminary cultivator was actually so terrifying. He was most likely one of the top monstrous geniuses among all the preliminary cultivators.
Of course, he was unwilling to let Zaguli go. This lady had the inheritance of an ancient immortal cultivator, and the hope for the rise of the Bloody Ying Tribe. How could he let go of such a juicy piece of meat that was already in his hands?
A ray of bloody light was released and wrapped around Zaguli's body. The rays of bloody light emitted a dense smell of blood. It seemed as if they could corrode her into a puddle of blood in an instant.
"If you dare to do anything, I will kill her. No one can have her." Blood Dove said fiercely.
The faces of the people from the Alliance turned cold when they heard this. This Blood Dove was too shameless. It was fine if he wanted to snatch Ye Futian, but now that he couldn't get his hands on him, he actually wanted to destroy him. He was a great attainment Supreme Profundity Realm senior, but he was so shameless.
"Stubborn." Upon hearing that, Mo Wen laughed.
Blood Dove vaguely sensed that something was not right. He transformed into a streak of crimson light and immediately wanted to escape. He had a hostage in his hands, so he believed that Mo Wen would not dare to push him too far.
However, he hadn't flown far when a loud bang suddenly sounded in his mind, as if a bomb had exploded in his head. He felt a wave of dizziness and his body almost couldn't stand steadily. A large amount of blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
"Soul attack!"
Blood Dove turned around abruptly. His eyes were bloodshot, and two streams of bloody tears flowed down his cheeks. His hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman.
"Oh no!" Upon seeing Blood Dove's appearance, Ji Yue's expression changed drastically. Mo Wen's Soul attack had obviously angered him.
He also didn't expect that Mo Wen had mastered such a terrifying Soul attack, and that it could even injure Blood Dove. That meant that Mo Wen's soul realm was at least at the Supreme Profundity Realm.
However, with such a Soul attack, although it could injure Blood Dove, it couldn't subdue him in an instant.
Zaguli was in Blood Dove's hands. God knows what he would do if he was enraged.
"Since you have gone too far, then let's fight to the death."
Blood Dove knew that with Mo Wen's attitude, it wouldn't be easy for him to escape. In for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound. If the Blood Ying Tribe couldn't get it, the Alliance wouldn't be able to either.
Without giving Mo Wen a chance to stop him, Blood Dove's crimson palm directly and fiercely slammed towards Zaguli's skull.
Zaguli, who was being restrained by Blood Dove, saw a crimson palm coming towards her. Fear rose in her eyes. Was she going to die?
The cultivators of the Alliance exclaimed. Blood Dove, this lunatic, actually wanted to kill Zaguli when he went crazy.
Could it be that Zaguli, who had just received the ancient cultivator's inheritance and was about to rise, was about to die?
In a flash, life and death seemed to be separated in an instant.
However, in the next moment, time seemed to have frozen. Blood Dove's palm didn't go down at all, or rather, he couldn't do it anymore.
Blood Dove's entire body was fixed on the spot, like a statue. His palm was still maintaining the slapping motion. His eyes were empty, as if he had no soul.
Everyone was stunned. No one knew what had happened. Why was Blood Dove standing there like an empty shell in a split second?
It was too strange. No one had encountered such a situation before.
Could it be that Mo Wen had killed Blood Dove's Primordial Spirit in an instant?
That was impossible! Directly killing a Primordial Spirit was too strange. The difficulty was beyond imagination. Even an Immortal Cultivator of the Divine Illusionary Realm might not be able to do it. After all, the Primordial Spirit was hidden in the body and was protected by many layers. Even an Immortal Cultivator of a higher realm would find it difficult to kill it directly.
With Mo Wen's cultivation, it was impossible.
But … how could they explain the situation in front of them?
They didn't know that in another space, there was a huge battle going on.
This was Blood Dove's declarative memory. Only souls could appear in this area. It was a private area that no one could easily invade.
At this moment, two silhouettes appeared in this place. One of them was a silhouette that was full of blood Qi.
The other silhouette was surrounded by lightning. It was like the God of Thunder standing between heaven and earth.
"Mo Wen, it's impossible! How could you possibly appear here? "
The crimson silhouette had a face full of shock and panic. It was Blood Dove's soul. He would never have dreamed that Mo Wen could actually appear in his declarative memory and isolate his soul from his body, causing him to be unable to sense his own body.
What kind of technique was this? It was simply shocking!
He never knew that someone could actually appear directly in his declarative memory. Even if it was an old monster of the Divine Illusionary Realm, if he wanted to invade his declarative memory, he would have to break through layers of obstacles before he could do so. It was impossible for Mo Wen to be so silent that he couldn't sense anything at all.
It was so strange that it made Blood Dove's hair stand on end. He could no longer control the fear in his heart.
"I gave you a chance to live just now. Since you don't want to take it, then die," Mo Wen said calmly.
He waved his sleeves. Suddenly, many ancient swords appeared in front of him. They were the Divine Swords of the Primordial Soul.
They were different from the Divine Swords of the past. The Divine Swords of the current Divine Swords of the Primordial Soul looked like they were real. The pressure that each of the swords emitted was no weaker than that of an immortal cultivator with great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm. More than ten Divine Swords of the Primordial Soul appeared at the same time. The pressure that they emitted was connected together, like a tidal wave, wave after wave.
Blood Dove was shocked by the pressure. He didn't dare to fight back at all. He turned around and prepared to escape. In his declarative memory, he didn't believe that Mo Wen could catch up with him.
However, the next moment, he was stunned again. The Divine Swords of the Primordial Soul disappeared from where they were. When they appeared again, they had already surrounded him.
Whose declarative memory was this? Why was Mo Wen more familiar with this place than him?
Bang!
More than ten Divine Swords of the Primordial Soul slashed down. Blood Dove's godly soul was directly turned into ashes by the terrifying Soul Storm. He didn't even have the chance to struggle. Even his Primordial Soul couldn't leave his body before he died.
"Seeking your own death."
Mo Wen shook his head coldly. In the past, he naturally couldn't enter his opponent's declarative memory like this and cut off the connection between Blood Dove's godly soul and body.
However, after becoming a soul immortal cultivator, he had ways to do it.
This was also the reason why he dared to use the Soul attack on Blood Dove directly.
In reality, the Soul attack was also one of the attacking methods of the soul immortal cultivators. However, this method was the simplest and most basic one. It was easier to learn.
Among the soul immortal cultivators, this method was not called the Soul attack. It was called the Soul Shock.
The Soul attack was a rather broad and profound field of study. The soul immortal cultivators spent their entire lives researching this field.
However, the Soul Shock was much simpler. Even the lowest level soul immortal cultivators knew this method. It was one of the basic beginners of the godly soul path.
Some cultivators who weren't soul immortal cultivators could also master the Soul Shock after some hard work.
Later on, the number of soul immortal cultivators decreased. Many immortal cultivators only knew the simple Soul attack method like the Soul Shock. Over time, the Soul Shock became the representative of the Soul attack.
In reality, some of the attacking methods of the soul immortal cultivators were simply unimaginable.
However, the godly soul path was too difficult to practice. Many people didn't achieve much in their entire lives. Most of the immortal cultivators couldn't even practice the simplest Soul Shock, let alone some of the more complicated Soul attack methods.
If Mo Wen hadn't practiced the Divine Soul Trillion Layers and coincidentally sensed the stone tablet left behind by the soul immortal cultivators, he would probably never have known the way to use the godly soul.
Outside, Mo Wen's godly soul had once again returned to his body. The battle between the two of them in the declarative memory only lasted for a moment. In the valley, all the cultivators were still dumbfounded. They looked at Blood Dove's frozen body and didn't know what had happened.
"Clan leader?"
"Senior Blood Dove, what happened to you?"
"What happened, Blood Dove boss?"
…
The immortal cultivators of the Bloody Ying Tribe all looked flustered. No one knew what had happened. However, they could tell that it was definitely not something good. Otherwise, how could a living person suddenly have his soul hollowed out? Moreover, it was an immortal cultivator with great attainment in the Supreme Profundity Realm. That was even more unbelievable.
Mo Wen looked at those people. Then, he waved his hand expressionlessly. Zaguli flew into his hand while Blood Dove's body fell from the sky.
An immortal cultivator of the Bloody Ying Tribe flew out and caught Blood Dove's body. He immediately checked it and his expression changed drastically.
"Dead … dead …" The immortal cultivator's face was pale. His body was trembling non-stop. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.
As soon as he said this, the immortal cultivators of both the alliance and the immortal cultivators of the Bloody Ying Tribe froze. The valley was dead silent.
(To be continued.)
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