The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 250 What makes her so capable that she can deceive people so accurately every time?
The pain of being burned alive is indescribable, yet it inspires awe and fear. The custom of burial rather than cremation after death stems from this fear of fire.

The burning of Zixiaozi, bound by the Crimson Flame Soul-Locking Chains, was not merely a matter of ordinary fire; rather, the fire carried a fierce intent that could scorch the soul.

His soul had already been struck by Lang Jiuchuan's Emperor Bell the moment they clashed. Only thanks to his years of cultivation and the protection of his luck did he survive the blow, but he was still severely injured.

He was cunning and didn't reveal it. Firstly, he wanted to mislead the two brats, and secondly, he didn't want to show weakness in front of others. This was also a tactic used by both sides in the battle.

Unexpectedly, he tried to take advantage of the other party's youth, but the other party was far more wary and turned the tables on him, using Dao intent as a blade to sever one of his palms. Immediately afterward, another magical artifact followed, burning the other party with fire.

The pain of a severed hand was nothing compared to the pain of being burned. Zixiaozi's screams echoed through the sky as he had no choice but to use all his life's cultivation to resist and try to break free from his restraints.

However, as a result, his cultivation level plummeted, and his soul suffered immense pain, facing an unprecedented threat.

He was careless.

For years, everything went smoothly, but suddenly he was brought down by those two brats.

"Who exactly are you? I am Elder Tantai of the Xuan Clan. How dare you hurt me? Do you want to be an enemy of the entire Xuan Clan?" Zixiaozi roared, but his voice was weak due to the burning flames and the pain in his soul, and even sounded a bit like a bluff.

Gong Qi's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously looked at Lang Jiuchuan.

Lang Jiuchuan's expression was cold and aloof as he said, "Don't kill him."

Zixiaozi, thinking they were afraid, became somewhat smug: "Hurry up and release me..."

"There are still questions to ask him. Killing him would require capturing his soul, which is troublesome and time-consuming!" Lang Jiuchuan's second half of the sentence cut him off.

Zixiaozi's eyes were about to burst: "!"

Lang Jiuchuan didn't let Gong Qi untie him, but he also didn't burn him too badly. He took the Emperor Bell and shook it slightly. The sound of the bell, which seemed to be about to destroy the soul, was like an ancient ferocious beast opening its huge mouth and biting into the other's soul.

This is a newly comprehended spell, which was also the idea that Master Basil came up with when he tamed the ferocious beast. He incorporated the form of the ferocious beast into the spell, using the spell to transform the beast and devour the soul.

She had not yet fully explored the wonders of the Emperor Bell, but it was the supreme immortal artifact of the Great Emperor, and its power was beyond description. She simply used incantations to infuse the bell and then used it to unleash its power. With this one trick, she achieved twice the result with half the effort.

Look at that arrogant and domineering old man, screaming and howling in agony, his hair disheveled—it's a pitiful sight.

But how could such a tragedy compare to the tragedy of the Fu family army burning their souls and releasing their power of will over the past two hundred years?

Lang Jiuchuan watched coldly as the stolen wisps of willpower turned into starlight and dissipated, his face expressionless.

She exuded a fierce aura, even colder and more menacing than when she faced the zombies, making Gong Qi feel uneasy. He glanced at her a few times but dared not utter a sound.

Who dares to utter a sound?

The person with the Soul-Locking Chain has already revealed himself to be a member of the Xuan Clan, specifically the royal family of Tantai. What does this prove? It proves that this Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation was not what they had initially thought, nor was it the work of a madman like Cong Bian.

It was the Xuan Clan who set up this Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, trapping the three thousand Fu family soldiers.

Gong Qi didn't say anything, but she felt incredibly guilty. Her face stung as if she had been slapped hard several times.

Seeing that Zixiaozi was almost dead and his health bar was about to be depleted, Lang Jiuchuan finally allowed Gong Qi to release the Soul-Locking Chains.

Zixiaozi, his clothes tattered, his hair singed and smelling foul, and his skin mangled, lay on the ground, staring at the two with venomous eyes. He coughed up blood and cursed, "You bastards... you wretched things, pfft."

Large mouthfuls of dark blood gushed from his lips, and his once well-maintained face rapidly aged. He looked as if a demon had drained his life force, wrinkled and lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.

"Elders of the Xuan Clan, besides you, who else is guarding this Bagua City?" Lang Jiuchuan asked, looking down at Zixiaozi.

Zixiaozi struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with resentment and malice as he looked at Lang Jiuchuan. He had miscalculated; he had actually been defeated by such a seemingly frail little girl.

He sneered, "You have quite the nerve..."

Lang Jiuchuan raised his foot and stomped on his face, grinding it hard.

"Waaah!" Zixiaozi trembled all over in pain.

A scholar may be killed but not humiliated; this vixen deserves to die!
"Can you speak properly now?" Lang Jiuchuan said.

Zixiaozi, panting heavily, said, "That's all."

He will surely take her life one day!
"Going to such lengths to set up a Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation to trap thousands of heroic spirits, making them repeatedly burn their souls so that the merit and power of their heroic spirits in defending the country can nourish the dragon vein, and you're just going to leave it to you to guard the formation alone?" Lang Jiuchuan said calmly, "Does the Tantai clan have some kind of great confidence?"

Gong Qi was horrified when she heard this.

Zixiaozi was equally shocked. He looked up at her, his eyes wide with disbelief. How could she have guessed how old she was?

This formation was set up two hundred years ago by the Yin-Yang Master Tongda, who was proficient in formations. It is not just a simple Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, but a formation within a formation, trapping souls from escaping. Once the formation reverses its Yin nature, it can also confuse ghosts, making them lose track of time, repeatedly burning the souls of heroic spirits, stimulating their merits and vows to nourish the dragon vein, and making the nation prosperous.

This grand formation is the masterpiece of Master Tongda, yet few know of it. After all, imprisoning heroic spirits would go against the will of Heaven, and to prevent anyone from causing trouble and ruining the nation's fortune, a simple feng shui Bagua formation was used to conceal it.

Years have passed, and no one has ever seen through the truth of this great formation. How could a little girl like her know it?

"Who exactly are you? How did you manage to glimpse the secrets of heaven?" For the first time, Zixiaozi revealed a look of fear in his eyes.

The person who can see through the hidden truth of this formation is no ordinary person. Could it be that this woman is a celestial master who has achieved great success in cultivation and has been able to reverse aging and retain the appearance of a young girl?

But how is it possible?
Even two hundred years ago, those who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage could not advance further and eventually disappeared into the annals of history. Even Master Tongda, who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, passed away less than a month after setting up the formation, perhaps due to karmic repercussions. After them, it became even rarer to hear of any fellow cultivators in the Xuanmen reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. The Tantai clan now has one Foundation Establishment cultivator, firmly holding the top position—truly remarkable. What merit does she possess to achieve this?

Lang Jiuchuan's face was cold and stern, his fingers curled slightly, and a murderous aura rose from the bottom of his heart, swirling around him and growing stronger with the faint baleful aura around him.

She didn't glimpse the secrets of heaven, but she saw those heroic spirits repeatedly burning their souls, their willpower flowing towards the dragon vein. A flash of inspiration struck her; this scene seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. She also thought of extracting dragon marrow from Bian to nourish herself, and compared it to the present, there was a similarity.

That's why she tried to trick him, and she succeeded every time!

They actually used the power of the spirits of the heroes of the previous dynasty to nourish the dragon vein and improve the nation's fortune. What a remarkable clan of Tantai Xuan!