Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

The dark clouds pressed down even lower.

The Demon Cloud Ancestor stood in the clouds, his face gloomy, and the Soul Banner in his hand suddenly trembled.

With banners fluttering, countless wandering spirits surged out, densely packed, filling the air.

"Since you insist on this, fellow Daoist..."

"Then don't blame me for using my most secret techniques."

The soul banner was held high by the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

At the tip of the banner, a faint green light shone.

The light spread out little by little.

In an instant, the dark clouds above the entire Blackrock City transformed into a deep, ethereal green.

It covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Su Chen frowned.

I felt the void around me suddenly distort.

From that twisted shape, a chilling, indescribable aura seeped out.

It's not a fluctuation of spiritual energy.

This thing seeps into the sea of ​​consciousness, destroys the mind, and is extremely terrifying.

It seems to specifically target the human soul.

"Soul Prison Ten Directions!"

Among the crowd below, there was an old monk whose voice had changed tone.

"It's the Ten Directions of the Soul Prison!"

This shout caused an uproar around the area.

"It's over."

"That fellow Daoist from out of town is likely to suffer a loss."

"Two hundred years ago, Ancestor Demon Cloud relied on this very technique."

"In Blackstone City, we shattered the Dao hearts of every Nascent Soul cultivator and every Deity Transformation cultivator."

"Those trapped in this formation will have their souls torn apart by countless other spirits."

"They're trapped in that illusion, and they can't get out."

"Until the soul is completely destroyed."

There was a lot of discussion.

These monks have lived here year-round.

They were naturally familiar with the methods of the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

Su Chen stood at the center of the formation.

The eerie green light faded away.

The world turned completely black.

The red lanterns of the restaurants in Blackstone City before us are all gone.

All that remained was an endless expanse of deep green.

Within that eerie green, distorted faces floated.

Sobbing and howling, they all rushed towards Su Chen.

Ten thousand souls devour the heart.

Ordinary cultivators cannot withstand three breaths of their consciousness before their souls dissipate.

Su Chen sat cross-legged in mid-air, his legs crossed, without moving an inch.

That wisp of crimson heavenly tribulation power had long been extracted by Su Chen and protected in the deepest part of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The wandering spirit pounced.

The moment it touched that crimson.

With a hiss, it turned into a wisp of smoke, just like oil meeting fire.

Su Chen yawned.

The demonic sect's meager spiritual energy was utterly insignificant compared to the heavenly tribulation power condensed from the rules of heaven and earth.

"That's it?"

Su Chen raised his hand and touched his nose.

Within the clouds, the face of the Demon Cloud Ancestor darkened.

Can't this kid be contained?

Su Chen didn't retaliate immediately.

He reached into his storage bag and touched it.

A square seal was held in the palm of the hand.

The seal was initially only the size of a palm.

It was dusty and unremarkable.

Su Chen held the seal and tossed it into the air.

A stream of spiritual energy shot in, activating the seal.

This seal was obtained along with his spirit slave, King Mei.

As spiritual energy was injected, the seal grew longer with each breath.

One zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).

Ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

Hundred feet.

In the blink of an eye, the seal swelled to the size of a mountain.

It hung heavily atop the eerie green array.

The area around the seal.

One after another, streaks of red lightning swirled and wandered.

Where the red lightning struck, even the void itself was scorched.

The seal was forged by the power of heavenly tribulation.

The cultivators below, looking up, were all dumbfounded.

The red thunderbolt printed on it.

It is exactly the same as the heavenly tribulation that cultivators attract when they undergo tribulation.

"That's... a heavenly tribulation?"

"He refined the Heavenly Tribulation into a magical artifact?"

Su Chen pressed down on his hand.

The mountain-like square seal, enveloped in crimson lightning, crashed down with a deafening roar towards the Soul Prison Ten Directions Formation.

That eerie green array.

It was originally teeming with countless wandering souls.

Red Thunder is approaching.

The wandering spirits scattered and fled as if they had encountered their natural enemy, but they could not escape the area pressed down by the seal.

One by one, they were swept up by the red lightning and burned to ashes.

The old ancestor of Demon Cloud's expression changed.

They quickly placed the soul banner across the center of the formation.

The spiritual energy poured into the soul banner like madmen.

boom!

The seal slammed into the formation.

The entire Blackrock City shook violently.

Originally, it was a battle between these two cultivators at the Void Refinement stage.

They look evenly matched.

A clever spatial technique.

A ruthless soul technique.

But...

Su Chen's Heavenly Tribulation power is the Achilles' heel of the Demonic Sect's techniques.

Most of the skills of the Demon Cloud Ancestor were built on his soul techniques.

Su Chen pressed down with the seal.

The wandering souls within the Soul Prison Ten Directions Formation were mostly burned away by the heavenly tribulation.

The formation couldn't hold out.

"not good!"

Someone in the crowd below started shouting again.

"These two fellow cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, if they continue fighting like this..."

"The defensive array protecting our Blackrock City is probably about to collapse!"

"The great formation collapsed."

"Our entire city is connected to Blackstone City."

"They'll all be reduced to dust!"

These words were spoken.

The cultivators who had been watching the spectacle suddenly changed their expressions.

Just now I was thinking of taking a risk and observing a battle of Void Refinement, which would be of great benefit to my future cultivation.

But right now.

His life was in danger.

With a loud bang.

Su Chen's seal completely crushed the Soul Prison Ten Directions Formation.

The eerie green light shattered into pieces.

The world was bright again.

Su Chen could see the Black Stone City beneath his feet clearly again.

The red lanterns of that restaurant are still hanging at the entrance.

It was just that the aftershocks from before made it shake incessantly.

Old Ancestor Demon Cloud staggered.

The metallic sweetness in my chest was irrepressible and surged up.

The natal soul banner was shaken and dimmed slightly.

Su Chen gained the upper hand.

...

In the city.

That protective array was already on the verge of collapse.

The light flickered, and it looked like it was about to shatter.

"quick!"

"We cannot let the great formation collapse!"

I don't know who started it.

One after another, the Nascent Soul stage cultivators flew up onto the city wall.

He placed his hands on the array plate and desperately channeled his spiritual power into the array.

Followed by.

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't care less about watching the spectacle.

They all quickly surrounded the eye of the formation.

As streams of spiritual energy poured in, the swaying array light finally stabilized somewhat.

In this Black Mountain continent.

Normally, the various sects would fight each other as soon as they met.

But now, for the sake of this city.

It was quite rare that they were all of one mind.

Su Chen glanced down.

They didn't touch the seal again.

He wants to establish his authority in this battle.

Even if we actually smashed this city to pieces, it wouldn't make much of a difference.

The Demon Cloud Ancestor stood in the clouds, his heart churning with turmoil.

broken.

This kid's methods are even more ruthless than I expected.

In his mind, the Demon Cloud Ancestor was making a series of calculations.

This year, I've barely made it to the Refinement stage.

He has four thousand years left to live.

More importantly...

Currently, I am doing things for that senior Li Changfeng.

As long as the task at the source of that spiritual vein is done well.

Breaking through to the Fusion Realm within three hundred years is not entirely hopeless.

...