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"Damn it!"

He cursed loudly, and his cultivation surged forth, unleashing a powerful shockwave that sent Zhu Xin, who was entangled with him, staggering backward and tearing her sleeves!

"Heh, Qin Wudao, even if you are the Grand Elder of the Prince's Mansion, you will not escape death today."

Zhu Xin tidied her messy hair at her temples and spoke softly.

"Really? You want to kill me? Aren't you overestimating yourselves?"

Qin Wudao spoke, still stubborn.

He glanced at the seven people closing in, then raised his head to look at the large black umbrella slowly rotating in the sky.

The black umbrella devoured the souls of the Feng family members and the elders of the royal palace, including Qin Shan, and its aura became increasingly terrifying.

At this moment, a dark mist descended, a sinister wind blew, and a heavy pressure emanated from it, instantly raising the fear in his heart to its extreme.

"What kind of evil artifact is this?"

Qin Wudao murmured, then looked at the eight people in front of him and exclaimed in amazement, "In such a short time, you have all grown to this extent..."

His gaze narrowed slightly, a deep sense of dread surging within his eyes.

Qin Wudao clearly sensed that the aura of everyone in the arena far surpassed what he had seen at the gates of the Western Frontier City that day.

Zhu Xin possesses a vast and unfathomable background.

He's probably far more complex than just a Nascent Soul cultivator; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold his own against him for so long.

Immediately, Qin Wudao's gaze fell on the burly young man.

That was Zhong Yue.

It seems that there are layers of seals within Zhong Yue's body, concealing a terrifying and forbidden power. Once these seals are broken, it will unleash an unparalleled terror.

What alarmed him most was Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's body was filled with surging and turbulent energy, as if a savage beast that had been sleeping for countless ages was about to break free and destroy the human world!

Qin Wudao's heart sank, and he instantly felt the urge to retreat.

He immediately turned his head, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Three Lights Spirit Spring on the mountaintop, wanting to awaken Xia Qianqiu, who was immersed in the formation deduction, to help him.

He knew perfectly well that he couldn't possibly withstand the combined attack of these seven incredibly powerful juniors on his own!

But just as he was about to speak, a sudden, intense pain struck his mind with a buzzing sound!

Qin Wudao instinctively covered his head with his hands, his hands bulging with veins from the force, looking ferocious and terrifying.

He shook his head frantically, as if thousands of poisonous insects and sharp blades were gnawing and cutting into his mind!

"ah!?"

Qin Wudao's heart-wrenching screams burst from his throat and echoed across the surrounding area!

Chen Yuan and the others' pupils shrank suddenly, their steps halted in unison, their eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Li Wei exclaimed in surprise.

Nuomi's gaze sharpened. "Brother Ayuan, there is another soul inside him, which is devouring his own soul."

What?

Chen Yuan and the others' expressions changed drastically, not understanding what had happened.

The next second, a bizarre change suddenly occurred!

Qin Wudao's originally dark and bright eyes were instantly swallowed up by the thick, inky black light!

His pupils transformed into bottomless, pitch-black abysses, emanating a chilling, deathly aura.

His frantic struggles suddenly froze, and the violent convulsions abruptly ceased.

In that instant, the black light in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a deathly gray-white, empty, numb, and lifeless, like two still, dried-up springs.

"Another soul devoured his original soul."

Nuomi spoke again.

Everyone exclaimed, "!!!"

The atmosphere in the room instantly became icy and oppressive, with a sense of crisis and suffocation gripping everyone's hearts.

Zhu Xin's pretty face was extremely solemn, her voice tense, and she said in a deep voice, word by word, "He is no longer Qin Wudao."

The glutinous rice was emphasized.

Click click click!

At that moment, a piercing sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, making one's teeth ache.

Qin Wudao's stiff neck defied human logic, spinning a full circle on the spot. Then, his head tilted strangely, his empty, gray eyes staring intently at the surrounding crowd. A sinister, eerie smile slowly curled at the corner of his mouth, chilling to the bone.

"Heh... I didn't expect you little brats to be so powerful. Not bad, really not bad."

A hoarse, chilling laugh slowly rose, completely devoid of Qin Wudao's original voice. It was like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing together wildly, ear-piercing and soul-stirring, carrying a bone-chilling cold that shook the very soul!

Chen Yuan and his eight companions felt their hair stand on end, their spiritual energy instantly reaching its peak, their faces filled with vigilance!

"not good!"

Zhu Xin's expression changed drastically, and she warned sharply, "It's ghostly parasitism! This is a forbidden evil technique from the Dark Night Netherworld!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was deeply shaken, and their expressions became extremely solemn.

Ghostly parasites!

The unique and sinister arts of the Dark Night Netherworld give birth to evil spirits that are far more vicious and troublesome than ordinary beast-manipulating cultivators. They are formless and shapeless, yet devour souls and steal spirits!

Extremely dangerous!

In an instant, everyone's spiritual energy surged, they gripped their weapons tightly, their spiritual light flared, and every muscle tensed to the extreme, entering a state of certain death to fight!

Their eyes were fixed on Qin Wudao, who was undergoing a strange transformation, and they dared not relax their vigilance for even a moment.

The ghost cultivator who possessed Qin Wudao tilted his head, his cold gaze sweeping over Zhu Xin, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of mockery: "As expected of the eldest daughter of the Zhu family of Wangdong Prefecture, your vision is indeed extraordinary."

Immediately, his gaze fell on Chen Yuan and the others, and an extreme greed flashed in his eyes. His tone was sinister: "And you, the humanoid medicines carefully cultivated by Du Xuanzi, with excellent foundations and heaven-defying aptitude."

"Upon your return, bathed in the ancient divine blood jointly developed by the Alchemy Pavilion and the Divine Blood Pavilion, your bodies will be completely transformed from mortal to saintly, becoming the most supreme saintly humanoid elixir!"

"The Dao Platform Pills refined at that time will be of unparalleled quality, enough to enable countless peak Purple Mansion experts in the Western Frontier Prefecture to break through their shackles and step into the Dao Platform True Monarch realm!"

He slowly stepped forward, his posture strange and stiff, approaching step by step!

Boom, boom, boom!

With each step Qin Wudao took, dark patterns appeared on the ground, and a chilling wind rose.

"It's just a pity... Du Xuanzi couldn't wait, and neither could the King of Tianjiang."

"Because of you, you will all be my blood offerings today!"

boom!!!

A tremendous evil force suddenly erupted from Qin Wudao's body!

It was as if a ferocious beast that had been dormant in the dark for countless years had been fully awakened, and its terrifying pressure swept across the eight directions, causing the heavens and earth to roar and the air currents to become chaotic!

Starry phantoms swirled around him, starlight fell, and a blood-red demonic moon slowly rose from behind him!

Crimson light spread in all directions!

The extraordinary phenomena of the Gathering Moon Realm's magical power have suddenly appeared in the world!

The appearance of this magical phenomenon caused its power to increase several times over!

Gathering Moon Realm, the fourth realm of the Purple Mansion!

Chen Yuan and the others' expressions instantly became extremely solemn.

Zhu Xin's pupils contracted sharply, her face filled with shock, and she demanded in a stern voice, "Who exactly are you?!"

In a flash, a thought struck her, and she instantly grasped the truth. Her voice rose sharply, filled with disbelief: "You are a ghost cultivator from the Dark Night Netherworld Kingdom! You have possessed his body and are lurking in the Western Frontier Prefecture!"

Having his identity exposed in a single sentence, the ghost cultivator was not afraid at all. Instead, he licked his dry, cracked lips, his smile becoming even more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

"As expected of the eldest daughter of the Zhu family, you're quite clever. Since you guessed correctly, then I'll be the first to devour you."

The next moment!

A dense, surging ghostly aura erupted from his body, and a dark, malevolent mist swept across the battlefield, instantly enveloping the entire area.

Waaaaaah~~~~

A chilling wind howled, and ghosts wailed!

Countless ghostly figures danced wildly and menacingly in the black mist, and a vast and terrifying ghost realm suddenly took shape!

A chilling, deathly, and soul-devouring terrifying power madly crushes everything around it!

"Sticky rice!"

In this critical moment, Chen Yuan shouted in a deep voice, speaking at an extremely fast pace!

Faced with the ghostly domain that has formed before us, only another kind of domain field can contend with it.

Nuomi nodded heavily, looked up at the human skin umbrella floating in the sky, and moved her little mouth slightly, as if communicating with the fairy sister in her mouth.