Chapter 678: Destroying the Soul
During the flight, Li Fan could occasionally feel divine consciousness coming from below, sweeping over him.
However, seeing that Li Fan was just passing by, he quickly took it back.
It took Li Fan a cup of tea to reach the outside of the mountain range pointed out by Shuo Feng.
Like a winding giant dragon, there are sixteen peaks standing in the mountain range.
Even through the protective formation, one can seem to feel the rich spiritual energy lingering in the mountains.
Almost at the moment Li Fan arrived, a female cultivator in a light yellow long skirt flew out from one of the mountains and came in front of Li Fan.
"You are my guest, right? Please come this way."
The female cultivator was very respectful as she led Li Fan through the protective formation and into the mountains.
Li Fan glanced at the female cultivator who was leading the way in front of him. She was actually in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage just like him.
But here, he seems to be just a servant.
However, Li Fan did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he remained calm and asked the female cultivator about the situation here.
The female cultivator in the yellow skirt did not show any negligence at all because of Li Fan's strength. She explained everything she could in detail.
The mountain range here is called Shuofeng Mountain.
That’s right, it was bought by Immortal Feixue and named after Shuo Feng. It was then given to Shuo Feng as a gift after he successfully built his foundation that year.
Although it is called a mountain, it is actually a carefully crafted cave. The sixteen peaks form a formation, condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The peaks are all made of strange objects that contain the laws of heaven and earth. Even if you don't practice deliberately, you will be subtly influenced by the rich power of the laws and your cultivation will improve day by day.
Although this cave is extraordinary, after Shuo Feng broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, Feixue Immortal Venerable gifted him a separate courtyard in Tianquan City.
So Shuofeng Mountain gradually became deserted.
I only come here to play occasionally when I have free time.
Not long after, Li Fan saw Shuo Feng, who was dressed in green, on the top of the central mountain.
He stood in the center with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.
Beside him, there were a total of six cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, attacking him.
He did not use the power of the cave, but simply performed some magic.
Seeing this scene, Li Fan's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.
Strictly speaking, these Nascent Soul cultivators were not weaklings. They had five-element spells, magical weapons and flying swords, and even the magical power of black arrows that could travel through space and suddenly attack from all strange directions.
But facing these attacks, Shuo Feng did not dodge or evade, and did not even blink.
White light danced as the magical [Sword] of Heaven blocked all the attacks in an instant and bounced them back.
“Boom! Boom!”
The sound of explosions continued to be heard, and the six Nascent Soul cultivators only held out for a dozen breaths before they were all injured and defeated by their own attacks.
Shuo Feng showed no mercy. The injuries of these people were not light, and one person's body was even directly destroyed. It took a while for the power of the cave to flow and transform back into a new body.
"Too weak, let's change another batch." Shuo Feng's tone was a little cold, and there was a hint of impatience on his face.
The six Nascent Soul cultivators all looked bitter, but did not dare to say much. They bowed and retreated together.
"Hahaha, Brother Shuo, you are so powerful!" Li Fan suddenly laughed and clapped his hands repeatedly, not showing the slightest timidity because of the other party's momentum.
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Brother Li!" A smile appeared on Shuo Feng's cold face.
The six Nascent Soul cultivators who were leaving glanced at Li Fan quietly. They did not dare to stay for long, but only guessed Li Fan's identity in their hearts.
"It's been a long time since we last met. Brother Shuo has indeed improved in strength. However, I am not weaker than you!"
"Please enlighten me!"
Without much nonsense, Li Fan's face turned cold, and he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Shuo Feng from a distance.
call……
A gust of wind blew by. Shuo Feng, who had been on high alert, waited for a long time but did not see anything unusual happening around him.
The smile gradually disappeared, and Shuo Feng's eyes turned cold: "Brother Li, are you trying to make fun of me?"
Li Fan's expression did not change at all, he smiled slightly and said: "I just comprehended the magical power, and it is normal to make some small mistakes when performing it for the first time."
"But it's okay, it should work this time."
"Be careful!"
Li Fan's tone suddenly became extremely cold. He retracted his right finger and tapped again.
"Draw the silk!"
The wind was still calm and the clouds were still calm, as if nothing had happened. Only Li Fan's emotionless voice echoed on the mountain peaks.
Shuo Feng was about to speak when he noticed something and his face turned pale.
One by one, silk threads were peeled off from the green gown he was wearing.
The black hair floated in the air, as if dissolving in water and disappeared in an instant.
Shuo Feng was about to take action, but he couldn't help but groan.
A blood mark suddenly appeared on his body, as if a sharp blade had cut through his skin, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
In front of Shuo Feng, there was a red thread in the air.
"Silk……"
"Silk……"
Weird noises continued to be heard.
Every time it sounded, a blood line appeared in the air, and a blood mark appeared on Shuo Feng's body.
But in a blink of an eye, Shuo Feng was covered in wounds and blood.
And Shuo Feng felt a chill in his heart.
Because he was very aware of his own condition, he realized that he had suffered more than just minor injuries.
Rather, the composition of the body was extracted out of thin air and disappeared!
Just like...
A little man woven entirely with needles and thread is having the threads slowly pulled out of his body!
Moreover, from beginning to end, his own foundation-building magic weapon [sword] did not make any defensive counterattack!
"No wonder it's called [Drawing Silk]!" Shuo Feng couldn't help but think so.
"If we continue like this..."
In Shuo Feng's mind, a horrible scene suddenly emerged: his body was getting smaller and smaller due to the continuous pulling of the thread, and finally fell to the ground helplessly like a tattered rag doll, waiting for his own death while wailing.
I couldn't help feeling a chill in my heart.
But his mind raced, and he couldn't find a way to deal with this [Silk Drawing] magical power.
And Li Fan was actually pointing in the air all the time, locking Shuo Feng.
There is no intention of stopping at all!
"This guy will really kill me!" Looking at Li Fan's extremely deep eyes, Shuo Feng was shocked.
"Surrender! I surrender!" Driven by the instinct of survival, Shuo Feng shouted repeatedly.
After hearing Shuo Feng's voice, Li Fan retracted his right finger.
"Puff!" In an instant, it seemed as if countless connecting threads were broken.
Layers of blood mist burst out from Shuo Feng's body.
"Young Master!" The female cultivator in yellow skirt was frightened and screamed.
"I'm fine!" Shuo Feng waved his hand and stopped the female cultivator who was about to go forward to check.
"Thank you!" Li Fan bowed and said calmly.
Shuo Feng looked at Li Fan with complicated eyes.
"Friend Daoist, you have magical powers!"
He had to admit it with all his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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