Chapter 332 The Six Souls' Pressure

"Isn't that right?" Du Jiaoxi scoffed. "Making things up without any evidence, do you really think everyone else is a fool? I advise you to get lost and stop making a fool of yourselves here!"

"Yes, yes, get out, get out! Did you hear me?!" Ling Shu stood up angrily, hands on her hips, making the gesture of driving him away.

"Fine, fine! Since that's the case, then I'll show you the evidence!" Zhuo Yunze's eyes flashed with madness and determination. He suddenly shattered his clothes, revealing the strange runes drawn on his body. "Today I will activate the Formless Heavenly Technique and let you see it clearly!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dazzling red light appeared on the stage, and a strange magic circle imprisoned Yu Xian'er. She exclaimed, "What is that!"

Nan Muyin raised her hand and struck the magic circle, but the damage fell on Yu Xian'er instead, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale.

"Xian'er!" Nan Muyin panicked for a moment and dared not make any more rash moves.

No one present expected things to develop this way, and for a moment the scene became somewhat chaotic.

"Zhuo Yunce!" Nan Muyin was furious and drew her sword to kill him, but Ye Luo flashed forward and stopped her. "Senior Brother, you can't kill him!"

"Calm down! Let's observe the situation first, and I'll figure out a way to solve this!"

Upon hearing Ye Luo's words, Nan Muyin suppressed her urge to go crazy, gritting her teeth and saying, "Okay... I'll listen to you!"

Zhuo Yunze seemed quite satisfied with everyone's reaction. He spread his arms, letting the wisps of blood and a large amount of life force continuously flow into the activated magic circle. "Hahaha, Nan Muyin, I advise you to listen to him. Don't act rashly. If you kill me, she will die too!"

Among the crowd, a man in brocade robes asked in confusion, "What is the Formless Heavenly Technique? I've never heard of it before."

"Yeah, I've never heard of it either."

Yu Xuan looked at the situation with a grave expression and stood beside his master, asking, "Master, what kind of spell is this? Is there a way to break it?"

Mu Tai said solemnly, "I have only heard of it. It is a kind of evil technique from beyond the realm. It uses one's own body as a sacrifice and one's lifespan as a catalyst to explore the origin of a cultivator's soul, leaving them nowhere to hide."

Yu Xuan looked surprised. "The price is so high, how could Zhuo Yun Ce be so resolute..."

Could it be... that what he said is not true?

Just then, Ye Luo on the stage sneered: "Zhuo Yunce, what are you so smug about? Didn't anyone tell you that you would surely die if you used this technique?"

"So what?!" Zhuo Yunze's eyes flashed with hatred as his fingers flew across the screen, his demeanor righteous and awe-inspiring. He shouted, "Start!"

Suddenly.

The strange magic array that had trapped Yu Xian'er suddenly shone brightly with red light, and a phantom figure appeared.

There sat a woman in a purple-black robe, her skin as white as snow, in the Hall of Lords. Her eyes were like clear water, and her gaze was dignified without anger. She possessed an elegant and noble temperament that captivated everyone and made them dare not profane her.

The mere pressure emanating from that soul was enough to intimidate everyone present.

This scene stunned not only others, but also the people of Peach Blossom Valley, who were momentarily confused about what was going on.

Suddenly, an elderly cultivator exclaimed in surprise. His slightly cloudy old eyes trembled, and his aged face was filled with disbelief, “The Southern Region Queen!”

The people beside him were stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked, "You, you mean... the first female ruler of the Southern Region?!"

"That's right! I've seen her portrait before. I never imagined that this woman was her reincarnation!"

"If she awakens..." the old man said sternly, "this menace cannot be allowed to live!"

"yes!"

...

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, Yu Xinyao laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha, everyone here, now you all see her true colors!"

Upon hearing her words, a cold glint flashed in Nan Muyin's eyes. She suddenly unleashed several sharp sword beams, instantly severing Yu Xinyao's legs. Yu Xinyao fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

"Ahhh! My foot!"

Yu Xinyao looked at the severed leg, where bright red blood was gushing out, and despair immediately appeared in her eyes.

The guards behind her rushed forward in panic upon seeing this, only to be cut in two by a sword strike, their bodies severed from their heads and bodies, and they died on the spot in an instant.

Nan Muyin was enraged, and in the end, blood stained the wedding hall.

"So what if she's a reincarnated evil spirit?" Nan Muyin pointed her sword downwards, her eyes cold and sharp, and said, word by word, "Today, if anyone dares to slander my beloved wife again, don't blame the Nan family for turning ruthless!"

Upon hearing this, the guests who had been discussing the matter wisely shut their mouths, fearing that they might displease this god of death.

The old man angrily retorted, "Nan Muyin, she was merely stating the facts! How can you be so cruel!"

Nan Muyin coldly said, "She dared to ruin my dual cultivation ceremony, so is it wrong for me to cut off her legs as a small punishment?!"

Hearing these chilling words, the old man felt a chill run down his spine, his throat bobbing several times. "You...you have such a fierce aura...aren't you afraid of falling into demonic possession!"

"Then what's wrong with having an abortion!"

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense. Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Zhuo Yunze, driven by his survival instinct, began to control the loss of his life force.

Ye Luo naturally saw through it too, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "Zhuo Yunce, what can you do with the reincarnation of an evil soul? Do you really think you can bring down the Nan family and Peach Blossom Valley? You're really petty. How about I add a few more bundles of firewood for you?"

Zhuo Yunce frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Watch closely." Ye Luo smiled kindly at him, her fingertips drawing talismans in the air with spiritual energy, and then she slammed a talisman down onto the ground.

The area covered by the Formless Heavenly Technique that had trapped Yu Xian'er suddenly expanded, enveloping Ye Luo and the others on the stage as well.

Nan Muyin realized she was already inside the formation. She swung her sword to sever the force binding Yu Xian'er, then embraced the unconscious girl and carefully channeled her abundant spiritual energy into her.

Looking at her unconscious senior sister, Ye Luo's icy face broke into a maniacal laugh. She raised her hand and grabbed at Zhuo Yunce from a distance, gritting her teeth and saying, "Using your body as a sacrifice? Using your lifespan as a conduit, is that it? Since you're so righteous, then let everyone see enough, shall we?!"

As he finished speaking, the last vestiges of life force within Zhuo Yunce were rapidly draining away. Fear gripped his face as he screamed, "Stop! Give me back my life force!!"

"Too late." Ye Luo quickened her pace, and in just a moment, Zhuo Yunce's appearance visibly aged and became withered.

A short while later, the hunched body, devoid of life, suddenly crashed to the ground from the air.

He struggled on the ground for a few moments, then pointed a trembling finger at Ye Luo and said in a hoarse voice, "You...you..."

But before he could finish speaking, his eyes, still filled with resentment, died.

"Thank you for the gifts of nature!"

Ye Luo chuckled and suddenly flicked her sleeve, unleashing a dazzling light that made everyone involuntarily close their eyes. A sudden, terrifying pressure sent shivers down everyone's spines.

Within the formation of the Formless Heavenly Technique, five more soul forms suddenly appeared: the reincarnated Sword Sovereign, the Demon Phoenix, the First Demon, the Puppet Sovereign, and the Qi Lord.

The soul forms of the six powerful beings appeared simultaneously, their intimidating aura making it hard to breathe. Those with higher cultivation levels could barely stand, while those with lower cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, not even having the courage to raise their heads.

"They...could they all be reincarnations of powerful beings?!" Mu Tai was almost speechless with shock. He turned to look at Ming Cang beside him, only to see Ming Cang staring blankly with his mouth agape, seemingly even more bewildered than him.

Ming Cang was in a state of shock. He had known that Ye Luo was an ancestor, but he never expected that his disciples were also ancestors!

"What do you all think of our souls?"

A fierce glint flashed in Ye Luo's cold eyes, and a powerful aura descended upon the barely surviving Yu Xinyao. "We've got all the immortals, demons, evil spirits, and monsters in the world. Now, why don't you continue to fabricate some stories about us too?"

Yu Xinyao caught a glimpse of the tragically dead Zhuo Yunce and knew that she was doomed. Despair filled her eyes.