After Sheng Wenjin's blood was absorbed by the runes, the bright red runes and Si Mingye's blood merged and turned into ink.

Sheng Wanwan stared in astonishment at everything, her shock beyond words. What she had read in the ancient texts was that when divine blood merged with runes, the runes would turn golden.

Once the runes turn golden, infuse them with spiritual power and change the formation to break the spell.

But now that the runes have turned black, should she still input spiritual power?

However, Sheng Wanwan had no time to think further. Although Si Mingye's men were trying to stop the soldiers escorting the grain from killing each other, the soldiers under the illusion were unusually brave, so the casualties continued.

Well, let's try anything, since we don't have any divine bloodline anymore anyway.

Thinking of this, Sheng Wanwan channeled her spiritual power into the complex runes. As soon as the spiritual power was channeled in, the black runes became active instantly, like fish out of water finding a source of water, greedily absorbing Sheng Wanwan's spiritual power.

As spiritual energy was continuously inputted, the runes began to change, and golden luster began to flow across the black runes, like brilliant stars in the night sky.

Sheng Wanwan was overjoyed, knowing that this was a sign that the formation was about to break.

However, the runes required far too much spiritual energy. Sheng Wanwan felt as if her body had been hollowed out, and she began to feel powerless. However, she could not give up. Once she stopped inputting spiritual energy, the illusion array would not be able to be broken, and everyone would die!

Just when Sheng Wanwan felt she was about to collapse, the runes finally stopped absorbing the spiritual energy from her body.

Sheng Wanwan, having exhausted her spiritual energy, collapsed onto the ground.

The black runes, nourished by spiritual energy, slowly transformed into a golden yellow, their golden luster growing stronger and stronger, like a small sun shining brightly in the night.

A moment later, the light dissipated, and all the soldiers who had been trapped in the illusion regained their senses.

Seeing the corpses of their companions around them, they gradually came to their senses, followed by endless self-blame and grief.

What did they just do? Did they kill their comrades with their own hands?

But before they could even grieve, a sinister laugh rang out:

"Hehehe... The Goddess of the Nation is indeed worthy of her reputation. At such a young age, she actually knows how to break the ancient illusion array. She is truly knowledgeable!"

"Unfortunately, you haven't cultivated for long enough, and your spiritual energy is depleted. You broke the illusion, but your spiritual energy is exhausted. Now, it's up to you how you counter my next move!"

Sheng Wanwan frowned as she looked around at the mountain walls, but she didn't find anyone hiding there.

"Who are you? This ancient evil array is a demonic illusion array. To complete it, besides knowing how to draw such intricate runes, you must also kill nine hundred and ninety-nine living people in front of the array runes and sacrifice their blood to the array's core. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for doing this?"

Sheng Wanwan's voice was sweet and gentle, but the sharpness and anger mixed in made the person hiding in the shadows chuckle.

"Hehehe, struck by lightning? Little girl, you're too naive. Those who died were just a bunch of refugees fleeing famine. Even if I didn't kill them, they would have starved to death anyway! They might as well have served me before they died!"

Besides, in this world, might makes right. What does sacrificing a few people matter in order to achieve one's goals? The voice said sinisterly.

"Hmph! A scoundrel like you who treats human life like dirt is not worthy of being a cultivator. Tell me, which sect or school do you belong to?"

Sheng Wanwan questioned him with great force, but her childish voice sounded like she was putting on airs. The person in the shadows seemed to be amused, and a cold laugh echoed in the valley.

"Little brat, you've got some nerve, still acting so arrogantly even now. Don't waste any more time, it's no use, our people have already investigated. There are only two groups in this grain delivery team."

Apart from you, this so-called little goddess, everyone else is utterly insignificant to me.

Look, even your Crown Prince has been wounded by an arrow! This is a sign that the fate of your Great Yan royal family is sealed! Hahaha... Enough talk, prepare to die!

Before the sinister male voice finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly darkened, as if even the sky had been obscured, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

A strange roar echoed through the valley, a sound that seemed to come from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Suddenly, a gust of wind arose, carrying sand, stones, and withered leaves, as if to swallow the entire valley. In the wind, some ferocious faces could be vaguely seen, baring their fangs and claws, letting out terrifying roars.

These ghosts are evil spirits raised by the evil array. They were once innocent people sacrificed by the array, but now they are controlled by evil magic and become tools for killing.

Sheng Wanwan took a deep breath and released Sheng Wenjin from the space.

Sheng Wenjin's eyes were closed at this moment, and tears were still hanging in the corners of his eyes.

Sheng Wanwan knew something was wrong. The illusion array had been broken, but her elder brother was still not awake.

Then there's only one possibility: the older brother himself doesn't want to wake up...

"Big brother! Big brother! Wake up! Your cutest little baby is going to die if you don't wake up! Wake up, big brother!"

As Sheng Wanwan watched the vengeful ghost attack, she took out a large number of talismans from her spatial storage.

These talismans were saved from when she was a child practicing drawing talismans. They are all low-level talismans. Although most of them have the function of exorcising evil spirits, they are too low-level to be of much use.

If you were to redraw the talisman, without the blessing of spiritual power, it would be impossible to draw a high-level talisman.

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