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The Blood Soul Pacification Spell was refined from the primordial Blood Soul Grand Curse. The Blood Soul Grand Curse was an extremely powerful curse back in the ancient times but lost its glamor after being studied extensively and broken down. However, it had finally resurfaced after so many years.

But ironically, its reappearance came from the leader of the holiest sect in all of the Divine Lands. And the man that he was using the curse to kill was his own predecesor, which also happened to be the previous leader of the holiest sect.

The dark streak of red light moved from Yan Nanlai’s body onto Yan Xinghe, resulting in the visible trembling seen on Yan Xinghe’s body.

The red light was not causing harm to Yan Xinghe, but it was initiating an enormous change from within.

It was a kind of spontaneous harm which began from within. It began by building up its power from within Yan Xinghe’s body before exploding out after completing its preparations.

The body formed from his immortal soul then started to glisten as the glow from his body became increasingly brighter.

The Blood River Daoist appeared to be unconcerned by this new development as he continued to carry his expressionless face. However, King Yanluo, Mo Xiuluo and the rest were increasingly worried as they kept their gaze in the direction of the top of the spiritual altar.

Holding the Life and Death Book, the Nether Priest turned his head to look at Yan Xinghe with a pair of worried eyes.

Things were not easy on the other side as well. Yang Qing, Li Yuanfang, Gu Jun, Liang Pan and the rest were equally anxious. Even though the spell had been lost in the sands of time, most of them were still very familiar with the properties of the spell.

Right now, the Blood Soul Pacification Spell had began to take effect. Once Yan Xinghe’s body reached the maximum brightness, his body would shatter just like how Yan Nanlai’s did.

Even if he were to somehow survive, he would sustain serious injuries and hence, would not be able to shake the Supreme Heavenly Mirror within the Black Sea.

Gu Jun activated the Longevity Lotus Seat while Liang Pan activated his Imperial Palace as they stood ready. They were preparing for both an offensive strategy and a method of retreating.

In the event that the ritual were to fail, the Emperor of the Dead would be humiliated. He would then turn that into rage, posing as a huge threat to the rest of them.

Hence, Gu Jun, Liang Pan and the rest were all guarding against the backlash that might happen.

However, while they were increasingly tense and worried, the Emperor of the Dead stood calmly at the top of the Netherworld Spiritual Altar.

He wielded the long banner as he continued to keep the connection with the Black Sea open so as to allow Yan Xinghe to continue the transmission of instructions and commands via mana.

The Emperor of the Dead stared calmly at Yan Xinghe, who was becoming brighter by the second. As he shifted his gaze, his eyes, followed the blood thread which was connected to Yan Xinghe’s head. His look pierced through the layers of void until he saw the shattering Yan Nanlai.

“What a brave and determined individual! Not bad…” The Emperor of the Dead nodded his head in a very mature fashion despite living in the body of a youthful teen. “I am quite impressed with your courage. But I am also equally appalled at your stupidity. You and Yan Xinghe are really alike. I guess it’s part of what’s being passed down in the Great Void Sect?”

As he spoke, the glow beneath the feet of the Emperor of the Dead revealed a black maelstrom. The part of his body below his knees sank into the maelstrom as though he was getting a foot bath.

“Nevertheless, you have indeed created some problems for me. If I had to take a stand, I would still choose to praise you. I guess it really takes quite a lot to become the leader of the Great Void Sect.” After mumbling to himself, the Emperor of the Dead floated out of the maelstrom as his legs were once again visible.

He used one of his hand to support the large banner while he used his other hand to point at the eviil soul of Yan Xinghe. Yan Xinghe’s evil soul began to rise above the altar as the black maelstrom could be seen forming beneath it.

Yan Xinghe’s body then gean to descend slowly as his knees were soon immersed within the maelstrom. Soon enough, his body began to sink slowly until his entire body was immersed within the maelstrom.

The rapidly revolving waters of the maelstrom then suddenly stopped before revolving in the counterclockwise direction.

The blood thread in the void was still able to penetrate through the waters of the maelstrom and to remain connected with Yan Xinghe. However, it seemed like the glow on Yan Xinghe’s body had reduced in intensity. In fact, the glow had disappeared as the turmoil within its body stopped.

Within the black maelstrom, Yan Xinghe’s evil soul’s hands were still performing the various hand signs which sent signals to the Black Sea.

Witnessing this, Gu Jin and Liang Pan’s hearts sank. Even though they were unable to see what was going on within the black maelstrom, they could tell that the Emperor of the Dead was at ease and very much confident from the look on his face.

The fact that Yan Xinghe was able to carry on with the ritual verified their greatest fear – the Emperor of the Dead was truly capable of handling the Blood Soul Pacification Spell!

Gu Jun had learnt about the black maelstrom from Lin Feng back at the Netherworld Sea. He thought, “That is the ritual which the Emperor of the Dead is using to recover his cultivation. Now he is using that to interrupt the spell casted by Yan Nanlai on Yan Xinghe by transferring that onto Yan Xinghe for the time being.”

It seemed like the Emperor of the Dead was very clear that the Supreme Heavenly Mirror was more important than recovering all of his powers as of now.

In order to lay his hands on the Supreme Heavenly Mirror, the Emperor of the Dead was willing to give up anything except for his life.

On the other end of the blood thread, Yan Nanlai’s immortal soul had already been fully scattered and what was left was nothing but a cloud of blood mist.

To cast the Blood Soul Pacification Spell, to sacrifice his blood and very essence without possessing any technique that could allow him to substitute something else for his death and to murder a cultivator stronger than him meant that Yan Nanlai was doomed from the start.

The remnant of Yan Nanlai’s consciousness was able to traverse across the void with the help of the Blood Soul Pacification Spell. He gazed at Yan Xinghe’s evil soul without any feeling.

It seemed like at the end of the day, the Emperor of the Dead was still more skillful than him. For him, everything was pretty much in stone. He could watch as the Emperor of the Dead continued to manipulate his evil spirit and take steps towards acquiring the Supreme Heavenly Mirror.

At this very instant, it was as though Yan Nanlai could peer at the Black Sea through the large banner. He could tell that the situation at the Black Sea was increasingly tumultuous.

Yan Nanlai could sense that the Supreme Heavenly Mirror was under increasingly intense disruptions. Things were slowly slipping out of control Both the mirror and the Tai Yi Holy Man were sustaining more and more pressure from the Black Sea and teh dragons

The originally relatively weaker defence lines continued to disintegrate and were beginning to show signs of a complete collapse. It seemed as though their lines would be penetrated at any instant.

Loud dragon howls could be heard all over the place within the Black Sea as the Emperor of the Dead revealed a subtle smile above the Netherworld Spiritual Altar.

As this image gradually came to a standstill to become Yan Nanlai’s last bit of memory, his immortal soul completed its total disintegration. It left nothing. Not a single word or any message. Nothing.

The leader of the Great Void Sect, Yan Nanlai, had fallen!

In the immediate surroundings of the Netherworld Spiritual Altar, everyone except for the expressionless Blood River Daoist rejoiced. Even the usually monotonous Nether Priest revealed a rare smile.

On the other hand, Yang Qing, Li Yuanfang, Gu Jun, Gu Yuankai, Liang Pan and the rest became increasingly worried.

Yan Nanlai’s sacrifice could not be classified as a total waste. But it was undeniable that it did not help things much. Even though the Emperor of the Dead had temporarily paused his recovery, it did not stop or hinder the pursuit of his plans.

The defence lines formed by the Blood River Daoist and the Nether Priest was still as difficult to penetrate as before.

Everyone could sense that the attack on the Great Void Sect and the Heavenly Supreme Mirror was increasingly strong as the dragons mustered the Black Sea for a final stand. It appeared that they would probably be unable to hold the fort any much longer.

At this very instant, at the distant Mount Baiyun, there was a battle between the Xuan Yi Holy Man, Kuang Heng, Lin Daohan and the rest of the powerful enemies of Hades. The Great Void Sect’s important members were all impacted by the news of their leader’s death. They all released a heavy sigh while a tinge of sadness fleeted across their eyes.

The Xuan Yi Holy Man could still sense that the Supreme Heavenly Mirror was still increasingly unstable and under the influence of the Emperor of the Dead and the evil spirit of Yan Xinghe. Hence, he concluded that Yan Nanlai might have given up life for a seemingly futile reason.

The defencel line at the Black Sea formed by the Tai Yi Holy Man and the Supreme Heavenly Mirror was about to be completely breached!

As of now, the Great Void Sect could no longer assign roles for people to assist the greater cause of stopping the Emperor of the Dead. This was because they themselves were already in an extremely precarious situation.

The Supreme Yin-Yang Void Formation was already beginning to shake and tremble from fending off the powerful Jingyan Hades and another powerful cultivator at the Cardinal Tribulations Beginning Stage. The Xuan Yi Holy Man was struggling to fend off the formidable Qingluan Hades and had already sustained serious injuries.

However, Qingluan Hades, Jingyan Hades and the rest of them were taken aback. “What? Zhanming, Ningfeng and Juanlong are all facing difficulties? It seems like the Celestial Sect of Wonders has plenty of highly-skilled cultivators.”

“For now, let’s forget about the Great Void Sect, go and save Zhanming, Ningfeng and the rest. Settle the people from the Celestial Sect of Wonders once and for all.” Huanri Hades’s voice rang suddenly, “It seems like our greatest enemy is actually the Celestial Sect of Wonders. It won’t be that much of a difference even if we were to go and settle the Celestial Sect before we return to take down the remnants of this run-down defence of the Great Void Sect.”

The demons from Hades all acknowledge the orders as they followed the leadership of Qingluan Hades and Jingyan Hades towards the Celestial Sect cultivators. Even if they wanted to retreat, Xuan Yi Holy Man and the rest would have no means to stop them at all.

Kuang Heng and the rest continued to stand guard within the Supreme Yin-Yang Void Formation. They were unable to leave Mount Baiyun and if Xuan Yi Holy Man and the Great Void Holy Pavilion were to chase after them, they would be seeking their own deaths.

While they were moving towards the direction of where Shi Tianhao was, they continued to monitor the happenings at Mount Baiyun. If Xuan Yi Holy Man were to go and reinforce the battle ground where the Emperor of the Dead was, he would be isolated and slayed by the demons of Hades.

Hence, the only battle left at Mount Baiyun was the one between the Illusory Sun Hades and Lin Feng. The Illusory Sun Hades was also slowly leaving Mount Baiyun slowly but his powerful attack continued to trap Lin Feng as he sent destructive waves of energies towards Lin Feng.

Mount Yujing casted a sea of jade-colored clouds around Lin Feng as his eyes grew increasingly bright and cold at the same time.