Chapter 131: Three Talents Formation
The flames rolled, the aftermath was surging, and the huge city was shattered in an instant.
Zhang Shanren, who was still far above the ground a moment ago, took a step forward and came to the front of the ten black-robed criminals. He said with a smile: "Everyone, since you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
The black-robed criminals, who were alert, saw Zhang Shanren moving as fast as a ghost, and their pupils shrank. The person in front of them was definitely not in the supernatural realm. Could it be that this was not the 29th floor? Why did Yun Di want to trick them? Thinking of this, everyone looked gloomy, but it was meaningless to think about it now. The most important thing was to resolve the misunderstanding with the strong man in front of them. The black-robed criminal in the lead carefully stepped forward, bowed his hand respectfully and said:
"Senior, please don't misunderstand. We ten brothers have nothing to do with the people below. We are just passing by. Please let us go."
Zhang Shanren nodded slightly and smiled without saying anything. He also felt strange at this moment. He had met all the cultivators who had reached the great perfection of the supernatural power realm at this level. There were only about thirty city lords from all sides including him, but these ten people were very unfamiliar.
According to the rules of the Black Prison, unless more than half of their thirty or so city lords have died, no new monks who have reached the great perfection of the supernatural power realm will be imprisoned. The purpose of the existence of these city lords is to curb the forces of all parties and prevent the mass death of criminals.
These ten people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and reached the great perfection of the supernatural power realm were indeed suspicious. They had just started to take action and there was no reason for them to attract the attention of people outside.
Zhang Shanren stopped thinking. He estimated that it would not be long before his master would advance to the next level. He did not care what purpose these people had. So he might as well kill them. The master would surely like such a perfect soul.
Zhang Shanren's smile faded, his eyes became cold, and with a thought, a vision of the origin slowly emerged in the void behind him, instantly covering a large area of the sky. Spiritual orifices as dazzling as the sun floated up and down in the vision of the origin.
Although most of the transplanted spiritual orifices were dim, the spiritual orifices cultivated by him were still dazzling, and outside each spiritual orifice there were strange visions transformed by the laws.
In an instant, a terrifying aura rose into the sky, and large patches of clouds were shredded. Zhang Shanren's eyes were shining white, and he stared at the ten black-robed criminals expressionlessly.
"A cultivator from the Divine Origin Realm!"
"escape!"
The leader roared, his eyes filled with fear. They were sure that this place was definitely not the 29th floor! Yundi! I'll fuck your ancestors!
They had no intention of resisting at all. They were nothing but ants in front of the Divine Source Realm. Without any communication, the ten of them fled in different directions in an instant.
A cruel sneer appeared on Zhang Shanren's lips, and a spiritual orifice behind him suddenly burst out with a strong light. The strange vision of the law of sound wrapped around it surged violently, and Zhang Shanren opened his mouth.
Roar, roar, roar! A terrifying roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. Thick sound waves swept across the sky, breaking through the limit of sound propagation. Ripples appeared in the space, and the sound waves instantly swept through the ten black-robed criminals who were running at full speed.
Snap!
Ten black-robed criminals were swept by the sound waves, their figures solidified in the void, with looks of despair on their faces. The next moment, a crackling sound was heard, and their bodies broke into pieces, and then turned into powder and disappeared.
Zhang Shanren closed his mouth and made a spell with one hand. The huge soul-swallowing gourd behind him trembled slightly. A strange wave flashed, and the souls of the ten black-robed criminals who had just emerged were absorbed into it.
He nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that he was lucky today to have such an unexpected gain. The original vision behind Zhang Shanren slowly disappeared. He lowered his head to look at the ground. The fierce battle below had ended. Zero Nine was finishing up. He took a step back to the ground.
At this time, the Black Armor Guards had already gathered. After a great battle, there were only dozens of casualties. The strength of these Black Armor Guards, who had been transformed by Bai Donglin, had undergone a tremendous change. A team of a hundred people was enough to surround and kill a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the supernatural power realm.
"Zero-Nine, how about it?"
Ling Ling Jiu carried the Soul Devouring Gourd on his back and slowly walked out of the city that had turned into ruins and was engulfed in flames. Hearing Zhang Shanren's question, he shook his head and said, "Not very optimistic. Many people have escaped. And you know, although these criminals have lost a lot of their temper in the Black Prison, they are still ruthless in their bones when they are in a desperate situation. More than half of them choose to burn their souls."
Ling Ling Jiu paused, patted the huge gourd behind him and continued:
"After razing this city, we only collected more than 400,000 souls in total."
Zhang Shanren frowned slightly. With their strength, it would not be difficult to wipe out the more than 30 cities in this black prison, let alone the two million souls required by the lord.
However, based on their calculations and the Lord's deductions and tests on the Black Prison, the ideal situation would be to destroy five cities in the safest scenario. If there are more than five cities, it would probably trigger the special mechanism of the Black Prison, and the people above would come down to check, which would be very disadvantageous to them.
"Including the City of Sin, we can only destroy three more cities. The next method should be gentler. Otherwise, if the number of souls is not enough, you and I both know the consequences."
Ling Lingjiu's eyes condensed, and he nodded carefully. His awe of Bai Donglin was as deep as the sea. Whenever he came back to his senses at midnight, he could still feel the cold operating table, the pair of deep eyes that were both rational and fanatical, and the delicate feeling of having his flesh, blood, meridians, and spiritual orifices peeled off by the cold blade...
Thinking of this, even Ling Lingjiu, who was already at the Pseudo-God Origin Realm, couldn't help but shudder.
"Ahem, City Lord Zhang, let's get going quickly. We can't let the Lord wait anxiously!"
"Okay!"
Zhang Shanren waved his hand, and many black-armored guards with wooden expressions followed the two of them, transforming into a large piece of pitch-black light and flying towards the next city.
Today, they rely on fighting to support themselves, so they have no shortage of spiritual energy. Those corpses that were not completely destroyed were all eaten by the Black Armor Guards.
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In the City of Sin, inside the City Lord’s Mansion.
Now, Bai Donglin is the only living person left in this huge city. Bai Donglin is lying on a recliner in the courtyard with a lazy look on his face.
He has already put the bronze pagoda into the Death Omen, so he won't be using this laboratory for the time being.
He decided to conduct the research on the true spirit of the soul in his sea of consciousness. Compared with the external environment, the sea of consciousness is naturally better, and he is not afraid of accidents caused by too many souls in the sea of consciousness.
The infinite spiritual space, coupled with the black stone tablet suppressing it in the center, will not cause any trouble.
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At this time, in the sea of gods, on the wide black stone tablet, Bai Donglin's three souls sat cross-legged, each occupying one side, faintly forming a formation that seemed simple yet extremely mysterious.
The Taoist who symbolizes the great way of inaction occupies the position of "heaven", the most evil occupies the position of "earth", and the most good occupies the position of "man".
The "Three Elements Formation of Heaven, Earth and Man" connects the three souls in a mysterious way, and a huge soul-devouring gourd stands in the middle of the formation.
This Soul-Swallowing Gourd is a rare treasure. Bai Donglin has mastered the method of refining it and has already refined all eighteen Soul-Swallowing Gourds. Now they can be collected into his sea of consciousness.
With the help of these gourds, he saved the effort of suppressing the souls. It would be difficult for him to suppress millions of souls. It is easier to eliminate them than to suppress them. He needs to resist the erosion of these souls by heaven and earth at all times.
Bai Donglin moved his mind, and a transparent soul slowly floated out from the Soul-Swallowing Gourd. The confused soul was fixed by the "Three Talents Formation" before it could figure out the situation.
The three souls had solemn expressions, the golden vertical lines on their foreheads opened at the same time, and the three golden eyeballs were fixed intently on the soul in the middle.
Extremely fine soul threads slowly floated out and slowly entered the soul, carefully feeling the fluctuations within. Every soul is extremely complex, and a tiny true spirit is hidden within it, so it is not easy to find it.
If the soul dissipates, the true spirit will be exposed, and then there will be only two choices: one is to let it enter the mother river, and the other is to destroy it instantly.
He has not yet mastered how to preserve the other party's true spirit after his soul dissipates. There must be such a method, but he just doesn't know it. For example, those gray-robed men in the ancient world who summoned the Sword of Annihilation obviously mastered this method.
Now he had only this stupid method, capturing the true spirit in his soul, and observing and studying his true spirit while the soul did not dissipate.
After a moment, the immobilized soul could no longer withstand his exploration and sweep, and began to slowly dissipate. A bit of true spirit emerged after the soul completely dissipated. Bai Donglin only had time to take a glance at it before the true spirit flickered slightly, disappeared out of thin air, and returned to the mother river.
Zhiwu pursed his lips, raised his hand and waved over a ball of transparent memories at the spot, eliminated the useless memories, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Bai Donglin's mind withdrew from the sea of consciousness. The exploration of the true spirit was destined to not be completed overnight, and he had prepared himself mentally.
But this matter can be left to the soul to handle. He can't just sit there and do nothing. He has to find something to do.
There was a thoughtful look in his eyes. It was time to go out and have some fun!
(End of this chapter)