"Three Souls?"
Xie Tian looked at Evil Soul in shock. Seeing the serious expression on the Evil Soul Sect Leader's face, Xie Tian was very curious about who Three Souls was.
"Three Souls is a mysterious expert from the Misty Wind Sect." Evil Soul said.
Xie Tian nodded and said, "I've heard of Three Souls, but I've never seen him before. There aren't many people in the Nine States who know about Three Souls, but father is afraid of him. This person is very terrifying."
"Three Souls hasn't appeared in thirty years, so naturally you haven't seen him." The Evil Soul Sect Leader said in a serious voice, "Thirty years ago, the Misty Wind Sect fought for the position of sect master and a large battle broke out. Leng Wuya's junior brother Li Zongxian rebelled for the position of sect master and the Misty Wind Sect fell into chaos, suffering heavy casualties. In the end, Three Souls made a move and forcefully suppressed Li Zongxian's experts, finally calming the Misty Wind Sect."
"Thirty years ago?" Xie Tian's expression slightly changed. He looked up at Leng Wuya in the sky and asked in a shocked voice, "Isn't Three Souls' cultivation even more terrifying than Leng Wuya's?"
"San Hun's strength should be on par with Leng Wuya's. San Hun suffered extremely severe injuries in the past, causing him to be unable to cultivate for a very long time. His cultivation has even regressed quite a bit," said the Evil Soul School's master solemnly. When he spoke of San Hun, there was a sliver of deep fear in his eyes.
"The Misty Wind Sect has such a terrifying expert and the Nangong Family still dares to fight. It seems like the Nangong Family's young master is also quite terrifying." Xie Tian frowned as he guessed.
"He's only stronger than Leng Qingfeng." Evil Soul said in a certain voice.
As time passed and the intense battle continued, the two giants of the Nine States suffered heavy casualties. There were already over ten thousand people.
"Hong, hong, hong!"
"Weng, weng!"
The battle continued as various powerful martial skills were used. The battlefield was like an explosion zone as explosions rang out without end.
Pitiful cries kept coming from the battlefield and it was chaos. The number of casualties kept increasing and there were many heaven's prides from the two powers that died.
The various experts all suffered different degrees of injuries. Even Leng Wuya and Nangong Lie who were fighting at full strength were injured.
Leng Qingfeng and Nangong Yuwen's battle had already reached its climax. Leng Qingfeng had the upper hand and Nangong Yuwen was fighting with all his might.
The battle between the Nangong Aristocratic Family and the Misty Wind Sect was huge. The casualties were heavy. Countless xiuzhe were in a state of terror.
"Leng Wuya, Old Man, let's see how long you can last!" High up in the sky, Nangong Lie roared angrily. His old face was pale, his injuries a bit serious.
Leng Wuya's face was also pale. In the fierce battle, besides being injured, he had also consumed a lot of Zhen Yuan.
Casting a ferocious glance at Nangong Lie, Leng Wuya shouted, "Nangong Lie, today, your Nangong family has attacked my Misty Wind Sect. I will bury all of you here! Set up the formation! "
"Swish! Swish!"
As soon as Leng Wuya shouted out, a few tens of Misty Wind Sect disciples instantly flashed to the top of the numerous palaces. They were the elite disciples of the Misty Wind Sect, and all of them possessed a cultivation at the fifth level of the Origin Core Stage or above.
These elite disciples had been waiting for orders in the palace. Seeing their fellow disciples die tragically, they could not bear it any longer.
The moment they received Leng Wuya's order, they all rushed out.
"Buzz!"
Dozens of elite disciples circulated their True Essence at the same time, forming the same imprint. In the next moment, the Misty Wind Sect's enormous palace suddenly trembled.
"Yin Yang Soul Trap! Open! "The dozens of elite disciples shouted out at the same time.
"Swish! Swish!
At this moment, everyone's gazes couldn't help but look towards the dozens of energy beams.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
When the dozens of energy beams shot up to a height of 100 meters, the sky instantly shook open like the surface of the sea, and an enormous blue formation diagram appeared. It was so enormous that it covered the entire Misty Wind Sect.
The enormous formation activated, and an extremely terrifying aura suffused out, frightening countless cultivators.
"Everyone evacuate the Misty Wind Sect!" High up in the sky, Nangong Wuhen anxiously roared out.
The panicked Nangong Family members retreated in terror. That terrifying aura had already scared their souls out of their bodies.
"Activate the formation, your time of death has arrived!"
"You overestimate yourselves. I'll let you see the might of the Misty Wind Sect's Yin Yang Soul Trap!"
"None of you can think of returning alive!"
On the faces of the Misty Wind Sect's disciples, vicious sneers surfaced.
However, when the Nangong Family members retreated, they suddenly realized that the space before them had changed. The Misty Wind Sect's square and the sect had disappeared, and in its place were various spatial images.
"This is our Nangong Family! This is an illusion! "
"This is … the Nine States Auction! I just went to the auction yesterday! "
"Why am I at the back mountain of the Nangong Family? No! This is an illusion of the Soul Trap! "
The images that appeared before the Nangong Family members were different. In the images, other than themselves, no one else could see them.
"Kill!" At this moment, the Misty Wind Sect's disciples roared and charged towards the Nangong Family members.
The Nangong Family members who were trapped in the Soul Trap had expressions of doubt, bewilderment, shock, solemnity, and fear on their faces from the outside.
"Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! "
The Misty Wind Sect's disciples slaughtered in a frenzy, and the Nangong Family members were powerless to retaliate. They couldn't even see where the enemy was.
The Nangong Family members outside the Misty Wind Sect's mountain range were terrified to the point their hearts trembled when they saw the terrifying scene in the Misty Wind Sect, and no one dared to charge in.
The people who were trapped in the Soul Trap were mercilessly slaughtered like idiots.
Even if it was a seventh or eighth level Origin Core Stage expert, they were powerless.
They didn't even know how they died.
The countless spectating cultivators became even more terrified and their faces went pale when they saw the Nangong Family members being slaughtered.
Nangong Lie and the other higher-ups of the Nangong Family were furious when they saw their clansmen being slaughtered. Their faces were incomparably savage, and their hearts were bleeding.
"I'll make all of you unable to return!" Leng Wuya shouted furiously, and his terrifying killing intent swept out like a gale, deterring the crowd.
"Tian! Quickly break the formation! "Nangong Lie roared angrily while burning with anxiety.
"How strong can the might of a formation activated by 36 disciples be?" Murong Tian sneered. Murong Tian only intended to make a move when he heard Nangong Lie's furious roar.
"Buzz buzz!"
Murong Tian flashed onto the blue formation, and his aura suddenly changed. He circulated his True Essence, and the terrifying strength of the fourth level of the Heavenly Origin Stage exploded out, shaking the void.
His cold gaze swept past Murong Tian, and Leng Qingfeng shouted angrily, "You want to break the formation with just your strength? I think you're courting death! "
"Hmph!" Murong Tian sneered in disdain. He condensed all the strength in his body, and his palm flashed with a resplendent green light that was suffused with a terrifying strength.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Murong Tian's palm slammed onto the enormous formation, and with a loud bang, the terrifying strength shook the formation to the point that it buzzed and shook, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Everyone could see that the formation couldn't even withstand a single blow. Murong Tian's palm landed, and it caused the formation to shake violently.
You have the nerve to take out such a trashy formation?
"Is this the power of the Misty Wind Sect's formation?" Murong Tian glanced at Leng Qingfeng with disdain, and said with disdain.
However, the moment Murong Tian finished his words, the disdainful sneer on his face changed drastically.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
Murong Tian felt an extremely terrifying strength burst out from the formation. The formation shook violently, and although it looked like it couldn't withstand a single blow, it was extremely terrifying. Murong Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was blown away.
"Heavenly Origin Stage Six!" Murong Tian's face was filled with fear, and his eyes were wide open as he stared at the formation. The strength of the formation had already reached the sixth level of the Heavenly Origin Stage.
"How is this possible …. How can thirty-six Yuan Dan Stage disciples activate the formation with the strength of the sixth level of the Heavenly Origin Stage?" Murong Tian was extremely frightened, and he was severely injured. Murong Tian's injuries were very serious, and his face was pale without any blood.
Murong Tian's full strength palm strike couldn't even shake the Yin Yang Soul Trap!
"Hiss …."
The surrounding cultivators were terrified, and their bodies were trembling as they sucked in a breath of cold air.
"The formation actually has the strength of the sixth level of the Heavenly Origin Stage!" Nangong Tianhen looked at the formation in disbelief.
"With Cousin Murong's strength, he was actually severely injured!" The Nangong Family's geniuses were also shocked.
Even Nangong Lie couldn't believe that the Misty Wind Sect had such a terrifying formation.
"Hmph! You overestimate yourself! "Leng Qingfeng laughed coldly, taking pleasure in Nangong Tianhen's misfortune.
The formation was so terrifying, how were they going to break it?
The longer this dragged on, the more members of the Nangong Family would die. If they couldn't break the formation, everyone in the Misty Wind Sect would die!
The Yin Yang Soul Trap was so terrifying!
"Tianhen! Break the formation first! "Nangong Lie shouted angrily.
"Break the formation?" The Protector was slightly disdainful as he sneered, "Not to mention that you are severely injured, and your strength is greatly reduced. Even if you were at your peak strength, you still wouldn't be able to break the Yin Yang Soul Trap!"
"I really don't believe that the formation activated by thirty-six Yuan Dan Realm disciples would be so powerful! Attack! "Nangong Tianhen shouted angrily as several Heavenly Origin Stage experts attacked.
"Please!" Not only did the Protector not stop them, he even made an inviting gesture.
Just as Nangong Tianhen and the others were about to attack, a cold laugh sounded out. The voice was cold and arrogant, and it was extremely unfamiliar.
"Is the Misty Wind Sect's formation really that powerful?"
However, the Nangong Family didn't find it unfamiliar.
"Zhan 'er!" Hearing this voice, Nangong Lie and Nangong Tianhen's expressions changed.
"He's here!" Murong Tian's expression changed as he looked over.
"Nangong Zhan!" Leng Qingfeng frowned as he thought to himself, "This fellow has finally appeared!"
"The number one genius of the Nangong Family, Nangong Zhan!" Leng Wuya also frowned as he looked towards the source of the voice.
"The mysterious young master of the Nangong Family!" The expressions of the Misty Wind Sect's upper echelon instantly became extremely grave.
"Nangong Zhan has finally appeared!" The face of the Evil Soul Sect Leader was unprecedentedly grave.
The experts of the auction house and the Xiao Family also revealed a grave expression.
The intense battle came to a halt because of this cold and arrogant voice!
Following the appearance of this voice, the space also became silent.
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