Bai Ying watched coldly, her fingertips lightly tracing a profound path. Suddenly, the crimson chains within the formation swelled, coiling around the magical artifacts as if they were alive. Even more terrifying, wherever the chains passed, the spiritual light of the magical artifacts dimmed at a visible speed.
"It's useless." Bai Ying's voice was as cold as the deepest hell. "Within this formation, I am the master."
A piercing buzz suddenly erupted from the crimson array, and countless crimson chains, like venomous snakes that had caught the scent of blood, frantically coiled around the gray-robed elder's limbs. The elder's hair and beard bristled, and his body burst forth with dazzling golden spiritual light, but it quickly dimmed as if melting away like ice and snow the moment it came into contact with the chains.
"No! This is impossible!" The old man's eyes widened in horror as his withered hands frantically formed hand seals, trying to activate his natal nascent soul to escape. However, the moment he made the hand seals, a dark thundercloud suddenly condensed above the great formation.
"Boom—!"
A bolt of crimson lightning, as thick as a bucket, struck down, hitting the old man precisely on the crown of his head. The lightning contained terrifying power of annihilation, and the protective aura that the old man had hastily erected was easily torn apart like paper.
"ah--!"
Amidst a piercing scream, the old man's body withered away at a visible speed. Even more terrifying, his nascent soul was also tightly bound by blood-red chains, unable to escape. Countless tiny barbs appeared on the chains, greedily sucking away the essence of the old man's life's cultivation.
Thick blood mist surged from all directions of the great formation, completely enveloping the old man. A chilling sizzling sound came from within the mist, as if countless unseen sharp teeth were gnawing at flesh and blood. The old man's screams grew weaker and weaker, eventually disappearing completely.
When the blood mist dissipated, only a dull gray Daoist robe and several lifeless magical artifacts lay scattered on the ground. The powerful cultivator who had dominated the cultivation world for over a thousand years had vanished, body and soul gone, leaving not even a trace of his remnant soul behind.
The great formation was deathly silent.
The remaining few Void Refinement cultivators were ashen-faced, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They had witnessed the fall of a fellow cultivator of the same level, and in such a horrific way.
At this moment, they finally realized how foolish they had been, actually thinking that Bai Ying was an easy target to manipulate.
They were filled with unspeakable regret!
Bai Ying gently raised her hand, toying with the three Soul-Snatching Needles left behind by the old man, and whispered, "Next."
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