"Hey... why are you running? I just want to give you a couple of blows."

Seeing the cultivators of the Cangqing clan running away, the deputy soul collected the spoils and with a whoosh fell into the sticky black water below and hid.

The three trophies left by Monk Huaban, the soul-storing magic treasures that contained numerous resentful souls, were first collected by him into the Cave of Merit, and then thrown out thousands of miles away.

As for the blood-red flower, it actually jumped out of the storage ring and crashed into the secondary soul.

“Sizzle.”

But the moment the blood flower touched the body of the secondary soul, it made a piercing sound, and the green power of merit was like hot oil, causing the blood flower to shrivel.

"Huh?"

The deputy soul grabbed the blood flower, and a bright green light flashed in his palm. The blood flower struggled in his palm, and black smoke continued to emerge.

What a strange thing.

Shen Lian boasted that he knew a lot about spiritual plants and minerals, and also knew the method of cultivating spiritual plants, but the flower in front of him that fell from the Soul Catcher was too strange.

It doesn't look like a spiritual plant, but more like something that combines both a spiritual plant and a flesh and blood creature.

Recalling the previous attack of the Petal Monk, he originally thought that the petals he used continuously were his natal spiritual treasure, but now it seems that it is this flower.

Even his Nascent Soul is in the form of a flower with a human face. The method he practices is quite weird.

“Sizzle!

Green light continued to light up on the palm of his hand, and mysterious runes formed a ball. The blood-colored flower continued to struggle and chirp. When wisps of black smoke rose, a drop of blood seeped out from the petals.

The blood bead was crystal clear, and it surrounded a fairly handsome face.

This is not the end yet. As the power of merit washes away, several more blood beads seep out, and a face appears on the surface of each blood bead.

Each drop of blood emits a slightly different aura, obviously coming from the essence and blood of different cultivators.

After staring for a long time, the secondary soul came back to its senses and shot out a fireball to burn all the drops of blood. As for the flower, after the blood was refined, it seemed to be hollowed out and wilted all of a sudden, and was burned to ashes by the fireball.

In the remaining storage ring, the deputy soul once again saw three identical spiritual jade boxes.

There were only three boxes, which made him a little dissatisfied. Why was this guy so poor?

"Silver Scale Soul Stealer?"

But when the spiritual ban was broken and the contents of one of the jade boxes were seen, the secondary soul's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not to mention the number of spiritual objects, the quality also needs to be considered.

In the jade box, silver light flickered and a piece of crystal amber-like jade exuded a cold air. At first glance, there was a silver line moving on the surface of the jade.

This is none other than the Silver Scale Soul-stealing creature, a mid-grade fourth-order evil spirit.

As for the other two items, they were just two black beads with a sinister aura. Although they were also cold and sinister objects, they were filled with resentment. After the secondary soul was opened, two hideous ghost faces appeared and pounced towards him.

"You didn't hand in all your spiritual objects before coming in, did you?"

These three spiritual objects are obviously compatible with this secret realm, but there is nothing else in the storage ring, not even the spiritual stones for cultivation. Don't these guys practice cultivation? "Maybe they really don't need to practice."

…

While the deputy soul was checking his spoils, fifty thousand miles away, Cang Linzui was carefully checking his surroundings. Suddenly, he frowned and took out a jade talisman from his arms.

"What's wrong?"

"What? Master the Thunder Method, cultivate merit, and kill the Soul Catcher?"

Staring at the jade talisman, Cang Linzui frowned, "Stay away from them. This group of cultivators from Qiu Tian Dao are the calamity star. Come and join me now."

The three conditions of mastering thunder magic, cultivating merits, and killing soul-catching messengers made him think of the rumors about the internal strife in Seeking Heaven's Way.

The power of merit is not so fun. If you are not careful, the merit may backfire and all the accumulated merit will be transformed into the power of karma.

It is said that several ancestors of Qiutiandao cultivated merits and walked the path of kindness, but in the end, no one knew what they did. The green merits suddenly turned into blood-red karma fire, which burned the ancestors of Huashen to death.

It’s better to stay away from such things.

In comparison, the most important thing is to prepare to hunt down the resentful ghost king and obtain high-level spiritual objects.

This secret place is extremely vast. There are no mountains or rivers. Instead, there is an undulating surface of blood and mud, and unknown depths of black water and corpses beneath the surface.

Every once in a while the blood mud would collapse, and then the black water below would surge up, countless corpses would turn into Yin corpses, and a wave of resentment would rise.

However, in the frenzy of resentment among the corpses, some powerful resentful ghost kings and corpse kings will have some spiritual objects on them, and you can take the spiritual objects by killing these ghost things.

…

In the black water beneath the blood mud.

The secondary soul sensed the corpses around it. A large portion of these corpses had no scars on their bodies, and even the expressions on their faces were still there.

It was as if they were killed by someone's divine power in an instant, and then all of a sudden were submerged here.

In addition, the spiritual energy here is also very strange. In addition to the cold and resentful aura, the five elements of spiritual power are also quite abundant, as if there is a fourth-level spiritual vein.

You can peer down along the black water, but your spiritual thoughts will be bounced back after a thousand feet, and forcing them will cause your soul to shake.

Gurgle.

In the sticky black water, bubbles rose from the bottom, and the deputy soul soon realized that something was wrong.

A few bubbles are not a big deal, but if bubbles are coming up from all directions below, then there is a problem.

What was strange was that the lifeless corpses around them actually began to move. Those close to the blood mud even used their heads to push the blood mud away and flipped out of the black water.

In addition, in the place where the secondary soul was hiding, the corpses that were originally lying on all sides suddenly stood up, surrounding the secondary soul on all sides, and each of them stood upright and quietly suspended in the black water.

For a moment, the scene was extremely strange.

This scene even shocked Shen Lian, who was controlling the secondary soul outside.

My goodness, what are you doing? You are not even related to me, but you are still staring at me.

…

After a brief silence, countless upright corpses rushed towards the secondary soul, jumping in the water like zombies, which looked very funny.

This made the deputy soul a little amused and helpless. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he was surrounded by a group of little corpses at the Qi training level. They seemed to be not taking him seriously.

“Buzz!”

Before the corpses that were rushing over touched the secondary soul, a ball of green flame ignited on their bodies and they were burned to ashes. However, the corpses behind them did not stop just because the ones in front were burned clean. Instead, they kept rushing over.

The secondary soul stretched out his palm, and lightning and fire jumped between his five fingers, falling in all directions, and a piece of empty space was cleared in front of him in an instant.

He also fished out a corpse from among the many corpses. This corpse was a little black. Compared with the other corpses, its eyes were open, and its pupils were chaotic, but there was a flash of black light.

The secondary soul gently pressed on the corpse, and a resentful soul was pulled out from the corpse.

"A cuckoo taking over the magpie's nest?"

Afterwards, he captured several corpses possessed by resentful spirits to confirm this point.

But more soulless corpses kept attacking him, and he had no choice but to rush out of the black water.

But when I got up there, I realized that although the ground was soft before, it was still there. But now the ground is gone and it has completely turned into a vast ocean of black water.

On the surface of the water, heads of corpses popped out one by one.

In some places, there seemed to be springs under the black water, with bright red blood bubbling out.

The corpses unconsciously made sounds similar to the roars of monsters, and after seeing the secondary soul, they flew into the air and rushed forward.

Qian Dai had mentioned before that there might be a blood lake, but I didn’t expect it to be this kind of blood lake.

…

Thousands of feet below the surging black water is a body of deep red blood, which isolates it from any external auras.

There was a space collapse at the intersection of some blood water and black water, causing the blood water to break through the black water and flow directly upwards.

“Crash!”

Suddenly, a terrifying energy rose up from the depths of the blood water. The ripples formed by the energy were transmitted layer by layer as they went upwards, and by the time they reached the top of the black water, huge waves had formed.

And at the source of this energy, a giant beast as big as a mountain and as thick as a ridge was rolling.

As the giant beast rolled over, suddenly sixteen halos of different colors lit up in the blood.

Each of these sixteen apertures is as big as a millstone, emitting chaotic thoughts.

"Not enough, not enough, what are those things coming in?"

Finally, the giant beast in the blood calmed down, revealing a nine-headed strange dragon with nine dragon heads and a body as thick as a mountain.

Among the eighteen big eyes on the nine heads, the two big eyes in the middle were tightly closed.

"Without a suitable body to occupy, how can I leave here? If I don't leave here, how can I take revenge?"

"With such a big commotion, how come a few things that are neither human nor ghost come in?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Several heads looked at each other.

"Impossible. Given the greed of the human race, how could they not come when they see a treasure?"

"Qiumie, my human race is greedy, and your spiritual race is not a good thing either."

“That’s enough!”

The middle dragon head, which had not opened its eyes, made a dull sound, which shocked the other eight dragon heads around it.

"It seems something went wrong. The world has changed so much. Besides, we have been asleep for who knows how many years. There must have been changes outside."

"Lingyao, what do you think we should do?"

The eight dragon heads looked at the one in the middle.

After a long time, the dragon head in the middle emitted a wave, "Although you all have the Nine Nether Dragon Soul Tree as your habitat, how long do you think it can last?"

"If you don't find a way to leave this cage, you will eventually be completely wiped out and will never have the chance to seek revenge."

"…What year is it now…Even if we go out, we may not have the chance to kill our enemies."

At this moment, an untimely wave was transmitted.

"So what? The revenge for the extermination of my family will be repaid in nine generations. As long as the hatred is not over after death, I will uproot the cultivation world where they are."

(End of this chapter)