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Chapter 156 Yun Songzi's Entrapment
At the very moment that Xiao Beichen unfurled the Heavenly Edict, golden light soaring into the sky.

Thousands of miles away, in the Yunmeng Marshland, at the outer gate of the Tianyan Sect.

A crimson light pierced the silence, silently descending upon the dense forest at the edge of the Yunmeng Great Marsh.

As the light faded, a figure wearing a dark red robe and with sunken cheeks was revealed. It was none other than Blood Shadow, the number one under the Blood Slaughterer of the Annihilation Holy Sect.

Behind him followed a dozen or so Qi Refining stage and five Foundation Establishment stage evil cultivators, their eyes gleaming with greed as they stared at the brightly lit Tianyan Sect in the distance.

"That bastard Blood Butcher really knows how to pick his work."

Blood Shadow licked his lips, his voice hoarse and excited.

"Let me deal with these small fry and crabs, and go enjoy Meng Xihong's feast."

"Hmph, once I've slaughtered everyone here and drained their life essence, and my cultivation has advanced further, I'll turn around and kill him."

From this day forward, I, Blood Shadow, am the true Blood Slayer!

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he even chuckled out loud.

"Besides, I heard that old codger Yun Songzi from the Tianyan Sect also went to Black Wind Mountain. I might not even have to lift a finger; that old bastard Xue Tu will just fall on his own."

He waved his hand dismissively, signaling his men to prepare to act.

"With Meng Xihong leading his elite troops out in full force, the outer sect is probably left with only the old, weak, sick, and disabled. It's hard to say if they're even enough to fill my teeth, but every little bit helps."

He flashed and sped towards the outer gate.

A dozen or so evil cultivators followed closely behind, like a pack of hungry wolves that had caught the scent of blood.

The group passed through the outer perimeter's few simple guard formations without any hindrance.

Blood Shadow didn't even bother to destroy it; in his view, this level of formation was no different from something made of paper.

"Hmph, they really are a bunch of useless trash."

He sneered, preparing to charge into the mountain gate and wreak havoc.

However, just as he was about to step into the reception hall of the Tianyan Sect, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank without warning!
Blood Shadow's expression changed slightly. He tried his best to activate his spiritual power, but found that his body was like being stuck in a quagmire, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

"This is... a formation?"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The protective array of the Tianyan Sect was much stronger than he had imagined.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

He snorted coldly, pushed his Golden Core power to its limit, and a blood-red light blade materialized out of thin air, slashing fiercely at the invisible force!

boom!
With a muffled thud, the crimson light blade struck empty air, instantly shattering into countless blood droplets. The invisible barrier, however, merely trembled slightly.

Blood Shadow's face turned completely gloomy.

This was no ordinary mountain-protecting formation; its resilience even exceeded his initial expectations as a Golden Core cultivator.

He turned to his dozen or so men behind him and roared, "What are you all standing there for! Attack this formation!"

Upon hearing this, more than a dozen evil cultivators unleashed their magical artifacts, unleashing a barrage of sinister spells—blood light, poisonous mist, bone spurs—to bombard the invisible barrier.

However, no matter how they attacked, the barrier remained completely still, without even a ripple.

"Damn it! How can this mountain-protecting formation be so sturdy!" Blood Shadow thought anxiously.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of something unusual out of the corner of his eye.

Deep within the surrounding dense forest, obscure runes quietly lit up, quickly weaving together into a massive light screen that completely enveloped them all.

Catching a turtle in a urn!

Blood Shadow's pupils contracted sharply, and he looked up abruptly. At the edge of the light screen, a blurry figure was carrying a wine gourd and staggering out from behind a tree.

The figure was carrying a gourd of wine, swaying back and forth, as if still under the influence of alcohol.

"Hehe, I was just worried about having no one to drink with, and here I am!"

Yun Songzi let out a hiccup, his cloudy old eyes narrowed into slits as he looked at Xueying and his group with a harmless smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoists, is your visit so late at night...to take a stroll at my Tianyan Sect?"

Blood Shadow stared intently at the unassuming old Taoist priest before him, his inner alarm bells ringing wildly.

He couldn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from the other party at all; it was as if the other party was just an ordinary old man. But the faint but powerful pressure made even this Golden Core evil cultivator feel fear.

"You...you are Yun Songzi? Impossible! Shouldn't you be at Black Wind Mountain? Is this an avatar?" Blood Shadow suppressed his unease and asked in a fierce but weak voice.

“It is indeed this old Daoist.” Yun Songzi took another big gulp of wine and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth. “As for clones, such profound magic is beyond my reach. The real me is here, no doubt about it.” He shook his wine gourd, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: “But judging from your appearance, you don’t seem to be here for a stroll, but rather to seek death.”

Stop putting on airs!

With a roar, Blood Shadow unleashed another burst of blood-red light, transforming into an even sharper blood blade that slashed straight at Yun Songzi's face, attempting to test his strength.

Yun Songzi didn't even lift his eyelids, and just casually waved his sleeve.

The blood-red blade vanished silently, as if it had struck an invisible wall, just three feet from his face.

The fierce look on Xueying's face froze instantly.

"Real body... retreat!"

Without further hesitation, he bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and his figure transformed into a streak of blood light, shooting towards the edge of the light screen with lightning speed. It was the blood-based secret technique, the Blood Escape Technique!
However, after rushing out a few feet, he seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of copper and iron, and was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

"This...this is impossible! Why is this protective mountain formation so sturdy!"

Blood Shadow looked up in horror. He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs and bones were being torn apart by excruciating pain. His golden core was also covered with cracks and could shatter at any moment.

"You...you're not at the peak of the Golden Core stage! You...who exactly are you?!"

Blood Shadow finally became afraid and lay on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"My old bones can't withstand the antics of you young people. Staying in the formation is safe and warm, isn't it?" Yun Songzi didn't answer Xue Ying but yawned and said to himself.

Then the drunkenness on his face gradually faded, replaced by an aura of boundless majesty, and his cloudy old eyes shone as brightly as stars!

"Those vermin of the Annihilation Holy Sect, those things that should have been wiped out thousands of years ago, still dare to jump around here now, they are truly ignorant!"

Before he finished speaking, an immense and unparalleled power of literature descended like the might of heaven, instantly enveloping the entire dense forest!
The dozen or so evil cultivators brought by Blood Shadow didn't even have time to scream before they were purified on the spot by this pure and righteous energy, turning into ashes and disappearing!

Blood Shadow struggled desperately, his golden core surging wildly within him, attempting to break through this terrifying suppression.

"No! Impossible! You... what level are you at?!"

"You've actually reached the peak of the Golden Core stage!" Blood Shadow roared sharply, his face filled with despair.

Yun Songzi smiled, a mocking look on his face.

"You guys are really unlucky. I've had a lucky breakthrough these past two days and I was just looking for something to test my skills on."

He raised his hand, and a golden character "诛" (zhū, meaning to punish) appeared in his palm.

at this time!

Rumble!
A magnificent, vast, and extremely majestic golden light of national destiny soared into the sky from the distant direction of Black Wind Mountain, dyeing half the sky gold!

Immediately afterwards, a majestic and resounding voice echoed throughout the entire Great Li Kingdom!

"I, in accordance with human principles, have taken charge of the nation's destiny..."

When the words "So be it" were uttered, the entire world trembled!
Yun Songzi looked up at the dazzling golden sky, and a trace of relief and emotion appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

"The imperial edict... that kid Meng Xihong actually managed to get it done."

He lowered his head, looking down at the blood-red figure that had become limp as mud, and a golden "诛" (Zhu, meaning to kill) character slowly appeared in his palm.

"Do you see this? This is the great trend that I, an old Taoist priest, have been waiting for for a thousand years."

"You rats hiding in the gutter always think you can overturn the world."

"Everything will come to an end in this era."

"This old Daoist's palm strike will send you on your way. By the way, let me tell your Holy Master that the legacy of Haoran Academy still exists. Oh right, it seems you don't have a chance anymore."

"No—! How could someone at the Golden Core stage live for so long? What is your true nature?"

Blood Shadow's final roar abruptly ceased.

boom!
The golden character "诛" (to punish) floated lightly on his brow, and righteous energy instantly rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness, blasting his soul and the cracked golden core into nothingness!

The formation dissipated, leaving only a faint smell of alcohol and the night breeze in the forest.

Yun Songzi clapped his hands, took another swig of wine, and looked at the golden sky with a complex expression on his face.

"Meng Xihong, you little rascal, you've given this old Taoist a real problem."

"Now that the path of body refinement has been revived, my path of literature... also needs to be accelerated."

He didn't continue speaking, but simply turned around and slowly walked towards the outer door.

(End of this chapter)