Chapter 583 - 72: First Battle as a Purple Mansion Cultivator

A brilliant, multicolored light flashed. The space in front of Song Changsheng began to distort. Before Song Qingluo’s eyes, his figure grew fainter and fainter, and with a final flash of light, he vanished.

The familiar feelings of weightlessness and dizziness washed over him. The long Space Tunnel gave Song Changsheng the illusion of traveling through the stars.

Suddenly, a bolt of blood-red lightning streaked past his face, and a series of piercing, chilling laughs echoed in his ears.

In his daze, Song Changsheng thought he saw a giant, humanoid statue staring at him with an icy gaze, making his blood run cold.

HUMMM—

A Compass materialized before him, transforming into a large, pitch-black hole. Like a giant mouth, it instantly swallowed him whole...

Song Changsheng’s vision went completely black. When he could see light again, he found himself in a vast, boundless jungle.

"Where is this?"

This sudden turn of events caught Song Changsheng completely off guard. He scanned his surroundings, and the keen perception of an Array Master immediately allowed him to detect a familiar aura.

"Trace the root, see through the illusion. Eye of Truth, open!"

A strange, demonic pattern reflected in Song Changsheng’s right eye. The world before him instantly underwent an earth-shattering transformation. Black and white became the dominant theme, with only occasional glimpses of other colors.

But a blood-red barrier stood before him, looking utterly out of place in this monochrome world.

’What is this...?’ Song Changsheng shuddered in shock. Without a moment to think, the Purple Mansion Melting Furnace within him roared to life. Immense Mana erupted as he executed Stepping on Snow Without Trace, shooting into the sky at his fastest speed.

The next moment, dense, blood-colored patterns appeared on the ground. Four thick columns of blood-red light shot toward the heavens, transforming into four massive Demon Beast phantoms, which formed a giant cage where he had just been standing.

"Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, Taowu... the Four Fierce Prison Heaven Formation!" Staring at the four Fierce Beast phantoms roaring at the sky, Song Changsheng’s face turned ashen. If he had hesitated for even an instant, he would now be trapped within this vicious formation.

The Evil Qi of this array filled the sky. Once trapped inside, even if you didn’t die, you’d be skinned alive.

"Such astonishing reflexes. If I let you cultivate for a few more years, I’m afraid even I wouldn’t be your match."

Hex Tai’s figure materialized in mid-air. He looked at the unreasonably young Song Changsheng before him, his face so grim it could drip water.

"It’s you!" A chilling killing intent surged in Song Changsheng’s eyes. He would never forget this face. Thirty years ago, this was the man who had led his hounds to slaughter their way up Vast Mist Peak.

That year, every household in the Song Clan wore mourning clothes.

The hatred for what was done to his clan, the blood feud for his closest kin—Song Changsheng would never forget it for all eternity!

But his fury did not cloud his reason. On the contrary, he was clearer-headed than ever.

From the series of events that had just transpired, Song Changsheng had already noticed several unusual things.

First, the enemy had precisely located the Space Tunnel he had established between Vast Mist Peak and Luoxia City using the Space Transmission Array. They had then set up a barrier midway to sever it, interrupting his teleportation.

To achieve this, the enemy needed profound expertise in the dao of space and arrays, and their power had to be far beyond the Purple Mansion realm.

Across the entire Daqi Cultivation World, the number of people who could do this could be counted on one hand. With the Lieyang Sect’s power, it should have been utterly impossible.

Furthermore, the Four Fierce Prison Heaven Formation was a type of Blood Evil Array, not something an ordinary Tier Three Array Master could set up.

This showed that there was definitely a behemoth of an organization backing Hex Tai, and they had formulated a very meticulous plan.

Such a meticulous plan would not have left a glaring weakness like Hex Tai. Therefore, he was certain that Hex Tai was not the only one here!

At this thought, Song Changsheng dared not linger. His figure flashed as he prepared to flee the battlefield.

"Trying to escape?"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out beside Song Changsheng’s ear, and a man in a black robe with a chilling aura blocked his path.

On another side, an old man with white hair and a white beard appeared, holding a large, green banner.

The three of them surrounded Song Changsheng in a triangular formation. Their powerful Mana linked together, creating an invisible pressure.

"So you’ve all come. Hex Tai, Rong Mingtao... and who might you be?" Song Changsheng’s gaze fell on the black-robed man before him. This man was the only Mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator present and represented the greatest threat.

"You little bastard, do you still recognize me!" The black-robed man violently threw back his hood, revealing an old, indifferent face.

"Vast Sea?" Although he looked slightly different from his memory, Song Changsheng still identified the black-robed man instantly.

"Are you disappointed to see me standing here, alive and well?" Vast Sea said through gritted teeth, looking at Song Changsheng’s astonished expression.

"In my memory, you’re supposed to be a dead man," Song Changsheng said, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Back then in the Griffin Mountain Range, Hai Dongping had harbored ill intentions toward Zhuang Yuechan. That old bastard Vast Sea, disregarding his status, had personally intervened and severely wounded Zhuang Yuechan.

If Song Changsheng hadn’t arrived in time, Zhuang Yuechan would likely have perished.

After returning to Luoxia City, Song Changsheng had truthfully reported the entire incident to Zhan Tianxia.

As a result, an enraged Luoxia City dispatched Shen Qingxiu to personally execute Hai Dongping and Vast Sea, an event that caused quite a stir at the time.

In other words, the man before him should have been dead long ago. His appearance now was truly baffling.