The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 402 The Final Battle Against the Infant Soul [Part 1]

In the center of the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, on a gloomy and terrifying wilderness, eight crimson rivers of blood, resembling molten lava, flowed and merged.

Where the blood river converges, a ferocious, nine-headed serpentine monster, over a hundred feet in size, is drowsy with its narrow eyes, and low, muffled snoring sounds rise and fall.

"Everyone, this monstrous creature is the true form of the infant soul! Judging from the aura it exudes, its strength is probably no weaker than that of a peak Great Sage!"

Three hundred meters away, Feng Ling and his group silently appeared on a desolate hill using the Nine-Turning Devouring Yuan Array, looking down at the horizon.

"Hiss! Thank goodness I didn't act rashly!"

Upon hearing this, apart from the two deputy city lords, everyone followed the direction pointed out by the Night Ghost King and saw a colossal object standing like a small mountain. They all gasped in shock and were deeply impressed.

Originally, the Night Demon King's analysis concluded that the infant soul could at most recover to the late stage of the Great Sage realm, but reality slapped him in the face.

Fortunately, with each of the Nine-Turning Devouring Yuan Array's bases now under someone's renewed control, it not only provides a defensive boost to the controller but also suppresses the strength of the infant soul.

Conservatively estimated, the Nine-Turning Devouring Yuan Array can weaken an infant soul by at least two minor realms, that is, from the peak of the Great Saint to the mid-stage of the Great Saint.

"Gentlemen, although the actual situation of the infant spirit differs somewhat from our predictions, it has not had a significant impact on our plans. Therefore, please proceed as planned and safely to the designated location as soon as possible!"

At Feng Ling's command, everyone bypassed the infant soul's body and quietly dispersed towards the eight rivers of blood.

Three Great Saints, three Mortal Saints, and two Half-Step Mortal Saints—this is the ultimate lineup that Feng Ling can currently gather to fight against the Infant Soul.

The three Great Saints and Feng Ling focused their attacks on the main head of the Infant Soul's divine power, while the three Mortal Saints each fought against two secondary heads. As for Feng Yuqing's avatar and Wang Dachui, Feng Ling considered that the two were still at the half-step Mortal Saint realm, so he arranged for each of them to fight against one secondary head.

It is worth mentioning that the Heavenly Demoness absorbed sufficient life energy during her reincarnation, which nourished and restored most of her hidden injuries, and her cultivation returned to the level of a Great Sage. It can be said that she turned misfortune into blessing.

However, to the Heavenly Demoness's dismay, her shrunken body could not be restored in a short time, and she would have to appear as a little girl for a long period of time.

"Heavenly Demon, return to your place!"

"Mad Blade, return to your place!"

"Night Demon, return to your positions!"

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"Frost, return to your place!"

"Black Fox, return to your position!"

"Jiang Yuancheng, return to your position!"...

One after another, voice transmissions echoed in his mind. Feng Ling took a deep breath with excitement and slammed the hand seal he had already formed onto the ground in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, nine blood-red beams of light shot into the sky one after another, connecting with each other to form a magnificent and imposing array that sealed off and surrounded the space where the infant soul was located.

Wow! Wow! Wow...!

Faced with the sudden change, the muffled snoring quickly subsided, and the nine heads of the infant spirit opened their eyes one after another, roaring to the sky and emitting strange cries like those of an infant crying.

Baby crying!

One of the Nine-Headed Serpent's innate supernatural abilities is that it can ignore physical defenses and directly attack the soul!
The eerie cries of infants, like surging tides, came wave after wave. The crowd, their minds reeling, nearly tumbled into the river of blood.

"Quickly shut down your five senses and focus your energy on the One!"

As expected of a master of sound wave manipulation, the Heavenly Demoness awoke the instant the infant's cries enveloped her. Immediately, everyone did as instructed.

Legend has it that the Nine-Headed Serpent is a monster of water and fire, possessing not only the ability to cry and fall from the sky, but also two formidable innate supernatural powers: ghost fire and extremely cold water.

Infant Cry is a sonic supernatural power, Infant Fall is a curse-type supernatural power, Netherworld Ghost Fire and Extreme Cold Heavy Water are respectively a magical attack supernatural power and a physical attack supernatural power. Among them, Infant Fall is the most unpredictable supernatural power, capable of influencing fate.

It can be said that if Feng Ling and the others were hit by the Infant Fall, it would be tantamount to being given a weakening buff.

Fortunately, the infant soul cannot cast the Infant Fall Curse; only the true form of the Nine-Headed Demon can cast it with the help of the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass's spiritual energy. Otherwise, once the Infant Fall Curse is neutralized, the advantage brought by the weakening effect of the Nine-Whirlwind Devouring Yuan Array will be completely lost.

"Boom! Boom!"

Amidst deafening explosions, magical artifacts of various colors flew wildly.

Following the established plan, everyone methodically took turns confronting the various heads of the infant spirit.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)