Chess Venerate Saint and Sword Saint looked at Ye Qinghan in confusion. They didn't know where Ye Qinghan's danger came from.
"With Sect Master Ye's cultivation, who can pose a threat to you unless a Great Saint comes?" Sword Saint asked in surprise.
Chess Venerate Saint looked around and stared at the southern part of the city. He said doubtfully, "Ye, are you talking about the southern part of the city?"
"Yes! There's a huge tomb in the southern part of the city. In the tomb is the body of a Saint, the son of the Sacred Lord. There are countless living beings buried in the tomb as funerary objects. The souls of trillions of living beings condensed into the most sinful soul. Once it takes over a physical body, it will be comparable to a Great Saint. It is extremely evil and views all living beings as ants. The more souls it devours, the stronger it will become. "
Ye Qinghan quickly condensed the 'immortal' character and sent it into the two's consciousness as he continued to explain.
"This is the Sacred Lord's love for his son. He hopes to use countless souls to revive his son. In order to do so, he views all living beings as ants. He has lost his mind."
Chess Venerate Saint and Sword Saint were shocked. They didn't expect such a bomb to be hidden in the Eternal Sacred Ground of Sword Dao. It could flatten the Sacred Ground of Sword Dao at any time!
"Why is this tomb here?" The Sword Dao Saint asked in shock.
"Times have changed. Mountains and rivers have migrated. Stars have moved. Earth's crust has shifted." Ye Qinghan's' immortal 'character was filled with murderous intent. Heaven and earth rumbled. He condensed the' immortal 'character and said, "What I'm most afraid of is not this soul taking over the body of the Sacred Lord's son. I'm worried that Baili Longxian's body is hidden in that mechanism. Once the soul takes over Baili Longxian's golden body, this world will be finished. Even if all the Great Saints come, they won't be able to stop him from killing."
Ka ka ka …
Chess Venerate Saint and Sword Saint's pupils shrank. They were extremely shocked. Fear crept up their spines. Before Ye Qinghan appeared, Saints were fearless. After all, no one could kill a Saint. Even if Green Lotus Sword Immortal could kill a Saint, he was already suppressed. Even if he came back, he would still be a piece of trash without half of his origin energy. But now, they were afraid. Saints weren't immortal.
"What should we do? Ye 'zi, do you have the confidence to kill this sinful soul that was condensed from vengeful spirits? "Chess Venerate Saint asked in shock.
Ye Qinghan was silent. Even if the evil soul had taken over the physical body of the Sacred Leader's son, there was nothing Ye Qinghan could do, let alone the fact that the evil soul had taken over Baili Longxian's golden body.
"Help me guard the exit of the great tomb. I want to see if I can kill it in its cradle."
Ye Qinghan was silent for a long time before he once again condensed the 'immortal' character and suggested.
"Alright!" The two Sages replied without hesitation.
Whoosh!
The two Sages and Ye Qinghan quickly appeared in the southern direction of the city. Holy power enveloped them, the stars turned into a chessboard, and the border river was the limit, sealing the area. Unless the other party could shatter the chessboard, no one could escape the great tomb!
Ye Qinghan steered the war chariot into the great tomb once again, heading straight for the side door that was sealed all those years ago. Now, he could sense the baleful aura on the other side even more clearly. The evil soul inside had clearly taken form, and its murderous aura was soaring to the sky. It was filled with evil thoughts, and if one's soul was slightly weaker, they would be controlled by its resentment. Even Sages could be controlled.
Ye Qinghan was silent outside the door for a moment. He mobilized his spiritual power and condensed it into a human form. Holy power enveloped it, and he shattered the seal with a palm strike, opening the side door wide open.
Screech!
Roar!
Endless negative emotions rushed out, as if countless evil ghosts and demons were rushing out from inside. Hell was definitely not hell. This was the end of hell, the slaughterhouse of Asura.
Ah —
The terrifying shriek shattered everything in its path as it rushed into Ye Qinghan's consciousness. If not for the fact that Ye Qinghan's soul had already been sealed as a Saint and was extremely powerful, his soul would probably have already been destroyed.
Even if it did not threaten Ye Qinghan, he was still furious at this moment. This was just the negative emotions of the evil soul. Just a little of it was enough to make him so shocked. If it all exploded, the Sages would definitely not be able to resist the invasion of the evil soul. Once the evil soul took over this Sage's corpse, even three Great Sages together might not be able to suppress it.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan steered the war chariot through the side door. Darkness, will-o '-the-wisps, screams, and baleful aura filled this hell of Asura. The emotions of slaughter began to spread, affecting his soul. The air blew his silver-white hair, and the murderous aura rumbled in all directions.
Woo woo woo — —
The eerie cold wind whistled, and the frost war chariot dimmed. Ye Qinghan steered the war chariot along the passage. When he turned a corner, his powerful soul almost collapsed. There was a small region inside, but the region was filled with corpses and bones. The eerie white bones were all human skeletons. They were piled up like mountains and spread out for countless miles.
No one knew how many people the Divine Lord had buried here. It was obvious that the people here were not from a small region, but half of the Daluo Astral Realm. Endless vengeful spirits had created the evil soul.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghan even had an illusion that countless ants were crawling on his body, and a cold knife was scraping his skin.
Crack crack crack!
The bones shattered upon contact, and the resentment grew stronger. The murderous aura had already wrapped around Ye Qinghan's soul. Countless vengeful spirits tore at it, as if they were entering a reincarnation passage. Countless vengeful spirits screamed, struggled, and took revenge. The negative emotions in hell could not be more abundant than here.
"What a ruthless Divine Lord …"
Ye Qinghan's soul tensed up, and his divine sense spread out, searching for the evil soul's location. In the dusky region, one's vision was very limited. At this time, his divine sense could not be used because the baleful aura was too strong. Even a saint could not cover a hundred thousand miles, but Ye Qinghan could cover a million miles, and still could not find the evil soul's location.
Whoosh — — —
Whoosh!
The war chariot continued to crush the white bones, and the baleful aura grew stronger. The resentment soared to the sky.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Ye Qinghan's battle robe fluttered. The human figure condensed from his spiritual energy formed a seal with his palms. The fifth style of the Sky-Breaking Star Plucking Hand could be activated at any time. It was enough to crush any saint, but he did not have the confidence to crush that evil soul. He was even worried that he would be severely injured.
Several days later, Ye Qinghan had almost reached the center of this small region. However, his soul trembled, and his divine sense found a flickering dot. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a corpse. What was more frightening was that the corpse had not decomposed. It was still shining with golden light, supported by the laws, and filled with profound mysteries. The dragon's might roared, as if it was still alive.
Gulp!
Ye Qinghan's soul trembled violently, because he discovered that the corpse had suddenly opened its eyes and smiled at him. The smile was so cold and cruel. Not to mention the emotions of a human, it did not even have the emotionlessness of a ghost. Instead, those eyes were filled with killing intent and resentment.
"Baili Longxian's golden body is indeed here!"
Whoosh — —
Boom!
Ye Qinghan did not hesitate. He dispersed his human figure and drove the war chariot to escape at top speed.
Whoosh!
A violent wind blew, and the bones shattered, turning into endless smoke and dust that covered everything.
"Kekeke — — Hahaha, there are actually humans here …"
A mournful cry that made one's hair stand on end sounded. This was the most terrifying sound Ye Qinghan had ever heard. It was the joy of eating a saint, and it was the joy of killing.
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